<?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-10598614</id><updated>2011-12-31T23:25:44.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of a Short, Fat F***</title><subtitle type='html'>You must be really... REALLY bored right now.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-1452589786048585590</id><published>2011-11-20T03:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T03:35:05.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep. What's new? Oh right. New phone.</title><content type='html'>It's past 3am in the morning and I have to wake up and prepare for six hours of lessons in less than four hours' time. That's right. Lessons on a Sunday. Weekend, my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sleepless night. I'm really not sure what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey, by the way, non-existent reader, I bought a new phone last Sunday. In fact, I'm using it to write this post. It's a really good thing that I've finally gotten myself a good phone with a data plan, because I find myself spending a lot less time on the computer. I know I used to say that a smartphone is pretty much a novelty item and that it's pointless spending as much money on a phone as smartphones cost, but I only spent about 50 bucks for it with the plan upgrade(my monthly bills will still be taken care of by my father, but I usually keep it to the minimum subscription fee). Oh, and it's a Sony Ericsson Xperia Arc S, by the way. Wonderful phone, though I find myself having to charge it like every half a day. Probably 'cause I keep fiddling around with it when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was just a quick update of my life. The rest of my life is still boring and uneventful, yet stressful as hell. Hopefully that was something totally new and refreshing for you, otherwise I'm really sorry for wasting your time and effort for reading. Which means that I'm sorry to pretty much nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, almost three months since my last post? Time flies even when life isn't that fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1452589786048585590?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1452589786048585590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1452589786048585590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1452589786048585590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1452589786048585590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2011/11/cant-sleep-whats-new-oh-right-new-phone.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep. What&apos;s new? Oh right. New phone.'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-535261740376275811</id><published>2011-09-02T19:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T19:55:00.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally got my arcade stick</title><content type='html'>After a long time of consideration, research, scouting and reconsideration, I've finally gotten my hands on a Hori Real Arcade Pro VX SA. Cost me about $180.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a huge sum of money for me since I don't usually spend much, but I don't think any other large expenditures will be popping up for me any time soon, and I should be using the stick for a long time. Also, the stick feels awesome. Sanwa parts really are like sex to your fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only tested it for a couple of matches so far, and I still need a little more time to get used to it, but I'll probably be using it a lot more tonight. It's kinda like a belated birthday gift for myself, and also a bit of consolation for my crappy exam results. My future may still be bleak, but hey, at least I'm enjoying the present, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-535261740376275811?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/535261740376275811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=535261740376275811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/535261740376275811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/535261740376275811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2011/09/finally-got-my-arcade-stick.html' title='Finally got my arcade stick'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-21073438780884018</id><published>2011-07-03T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T07:01:23.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got SSF4: AE</title><content type='html'>Like the title suggests, I got the game. Two days ago, actually. Now it's just the joystick and I'm fully equipped for online play. But the general price level for joysticks that I've observed is just too insane for me. I need to do more scouting. Not that I'm not enjoying myself using the Xbox 360 controller. The game is still awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired right now. Haven't slept regularly these past few days. But I'm gonna go for a walk in the Botanic Gardens with my father, and will be meeting up with the guys later this afternoon. Hopefully the day will be packed enough for me to be forced to sleep longer tonight. I foresee myself sleeping too early and waking up in the middle of the night tonight, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-21073438780884018?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/21073438780884018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=21073438780884018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/21073438780884018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/21073438780884018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2011/07/got-ssf4-ae.html' title='Got SSF4: AE'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4635810393642396063</id><published>2011-06-12T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:21:34.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Walk Away - Kiske/Somerville</title><content type='html'>Been listening to this song many times recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JZhSwERMJF4" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never lost my faith in you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;Well I could lose control&lt;br /&gt;You touched my lonely soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend that I don't care&lt;br /&gt;In The end it wasn't fair&lt;br /&gt;I heard every word you said about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we will win, we may be losers&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will ever change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be rain after sunshine&lt;br /&gt;There is no spark without a flame&lt;br /&gt;I will be there when you need me&lt;br /&gt;You &amp; me - Don't walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that this could happen&lt;br /&gt;Even the world has changed for me&lt;br /&gt;There will be a final sunrise&lt;br /&gt;You make it real for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd never fall again&lt;br /&gt;Within my heart are memories&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes so many done before and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a time&lt;br /&gt;When you will find someone&lt;br /&gt;Turning your whole life up &amp; down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be rain after sunshine&lt;br /&gt;There is no spark without a flame&lt;br /&gt;I will be there when you need me&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your face in the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;I will be there for you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;As we danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;Baby please don't walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never lost my faith in you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;Well I could lose control&lt;br /&gt;You touched my lonely soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be rain after sunshine&lt;br /&gt;There is no spark without a flame&lt;br /&gt;I will be there when you need me&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your face in the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;I will be there for you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;As we danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;You and me&lt;br /&gt;Baby please don't walk away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4635810393642396063?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4635810393642396063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4635810393642396063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4635810393642396063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4635810393642396063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2011/06/dont-walk-away-kiskesomerville.html' title='Don&apos;t Walk Away - Kiske/Somerville'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JZhSwERMJF4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-3845508657848401650</id><published>2011-05-04T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T19:09:30.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First exam over</title><content type='html'>Just came home from my Introduction to Economics exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only safely say that I attempted and gave full answers to every question I was supposed to do. No idea if the answers I gave are the answers the examiners are looking for. I could've been better off drawing the evolutionary stages of various Digimon for all I know. But at least I (kinda) did my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm absolutely dying from the anticipation for the end of the exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3845508657848401650?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3845508657848401650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3845508657848401650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3845508657848401650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3845508657848401650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2011/05/first-exam-over.html' title='First exam over'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-2831064396404351234</id><published>2011-01-24T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:36:00.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed?... Maybe.</title><content type='html'>The Virtualand arcade at nex has upgraded all of its Street Fighter IV cabinets to Super Street Fighter IV. Most of the people who hang out around the cabinets are pros. I don't really wanna be caught using a complex character like Gen in a really noob manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire mall is crawling with really pretty chicks. Opens a vast number of doors to depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims will begin pretty soon and the actual exams will begin soon after. I'm behind on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress would be killing me if I wasn't so apathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-2831064396404351234?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/2831064396404351234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=2831064396404351234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2831064396404351234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2831064396404351234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2011/01/stressed-maybe.html' title='Stressed?... Maybe.'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7942625358470662692</id><published>2010-11-09T23:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:28:52.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Rider, meet horse. Horse, meet rider."</title><content type='html'>Recently, the guys at Giant Bomb recorded a number of Quick Looks for some of the new Kinect games released for the Xbox 360. I'm not a huge fan of the new motion technology; I'd very much rather stick to the traditional ways and get my hands on a controller. And I don't think I'm missing out on much right now. 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But what was he doing wrong? And what did he do differently during the times he actually succeeded? We don't know, and maybe we'll never know, and that's what makes it so wrong. Games such as this don't exactly require skill more so than knowing which awkward position you need to force yourself to be in just to actually "play the game right". It's not fun. There's no feeling of satisfaction and triumph when you beat your friend in a game like this, and people tend to get sick of games like this after playing through them a few times, unless they are always having new friends coming over to their place, excited to try out something they've never played before. And then there's the possibility of them running into moments like the ones Ryan Davis had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really takes away the purpose of owning a gaming console in the first place. I don't wanna own games that just make me look stupid and not enjoy myself. I don't know. Maybe some people actually dig this stuff, but for me, it's still in the experimental stage. The only Kinect games that I actually approve of are those exercise games like Your Shape: Fitness Evolved and The Biggest Loser: Ultimate Workout (there are Quick Looks on both those games as well, if you wanna watch how they are played), as they actually serve a good purpose other than to add to someone's collection of bad games with clunky controls. Maybe in a few years' time, when the rough edges of motion gaming technology have been buffed out, I'll get my hands on a Kinect device and my first Kinect game, and try out the new gaming experience that Microsoft has been so excited about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7942625358470662692?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7942625358470662692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7942625358470662692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7942625358470662692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7942625358470662692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/11/rider-meet-horse-horse-meet-rider.html' title='&quot;Rider, meet horse. Horse, meet rider.&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4243143322100193830</id><published>2010-09-16T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T03:25:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mild case of insomnia</title><content type='html'>I cannot sleep and I'm feeling a little sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be because I shaved my beard which had been growing for about a week and my body is having withdrawal symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was a pretty bad joke, but seriously, I am so tired but not sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little weird to lick my upper lips and feel no moustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do on my computer after finishing this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm a little too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry you wasted about 45 seconds of your life here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4243143322100193830?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4243143322100193830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4243143322100193830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4243143322100193830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4243143322100193830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/09/mild-case-of-insomnia.html' title='A mild case of insomnia'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-1388094586464459506</id><published>2010-08-15T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T15:18:31.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye, Bats!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday afternoon, I sold my Batman: Arkham Asylum Game of the Year Edition for $35. It was a great game, but not much to do after you've unlocked all achievements for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, better to let someone else enjoy the great experience that is Arkham Asylum than to let it rot and feel unappreciated in my house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1388094586464459506?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1388094586464459506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1388094586464459506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1388094586464459506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1388094586464459506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/08/bye-bye-bats.html' title='Bye bye, Bats!'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7530832838796965009</id><published>2010-07-05T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T14:50:36.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleverbot - not so clever...</title><content type='html'>Been having some fun with a chatterbox program thingy called Cleverbot on the internet. It's actually quite interesting but some of its responses can be really retarded. Here's one of my conversations with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Eat shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;Eat what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User:  &lt;/span&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;How  horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Your face is  horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;That was  uncalled for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;But I called it  anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;Why would that  matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Because I'm a human  and you're a goddamn robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;You're  human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Unlike you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;You say I'm not human?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Gee, sherlock, I wonder what made you think  that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;But you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Of course I was, numbnuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;So why didn't you know how old I was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Because I'm not your mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;Thank goodness for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, I don't want an idiot for a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;I apologize. I'm not a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;I apologize. You do have a brain of a  child, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I  have a brain. Not very much admittedly, but a brain it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, sure. What's ten multiplied by ten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(8, 99, 187);"&gt;Cleverbot: &lt;/span&gt;I don't know, I'm not a wizkid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;User: &lt;/span&gt;Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleverbot. Go check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7530832838796965009?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7530832838796965009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7530832838796965009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7530832838796965009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7530832838796965009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/07/cleverbot-not-so-clever.html' title='Cleverbot - not so clever...'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7566225997426893902</id><published>2010-06-30T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T13:08:54.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A message from my PC</title><content type='html'>Hi there, virtual realm! It's good to be back here after almost a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I've been away for so long. My graphics card broke and my owner took it out and brought it to the nice men for exchange. Thank goodness the warranty for it was still good. The nice men said it would take 4 to 6 weeks before they could give my owner any news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I found out that my graphics card wasn't going to be repaired. That made me really sad. But then I found out that the nice men were replacing it with a brand new one! It's a newer and better model too! That made me really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my owner went to where the nice men worked and got the new graphics card from them. Then he came back home and fixed it inside of me. Now I can enter the virtual realm again and talk to other people on the internets! Yay! It's gonna be really fun and I'm sure my owner is really happy to have me up and running again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my owner needs me to surf the internets so I gotta go now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7566225997426893902?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7566225997426893902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7566225997426893902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7566225997426893902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7566225997426893902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/06/message-from-my-pc.html' title='A message from my PC'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7290963474532523094</id><published>2010-06-17T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:30:42.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh hey there.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently using my dad's laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my graphics card fried out on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell me it will be four to six weeks before I get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having withdrawal symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to listen to my music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch my movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play my games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7290963474532523094?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7290963474532523094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7290963474532523094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7290963474532523094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7290963474532523094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-hey-there.html' title='Oh hey there.'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-5474077944649323412</id><published>2010-05-12T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T12:54:21.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*thwack* "AAAARRRGHH!!!"</title><content type='html'>Found this on FailBlog. Freakin' hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="viddler" width="437" height="333"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.viddler.com/player/8398361e/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="fake=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.viddler.com/player/8398361e/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="fake=1" name="viddler" width="437" height="333"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5474077944649323412?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5474077944649323412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5474077944649323412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5474077944649323412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5474077944649323412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/05/thwack-aaaarrrghh.html' title='*thwack* &quot;AAAARRRGHH!!!&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-6420220497588259986</id><published>2010-04-15T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:49:56.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy cat video, and I'm not talking about your typical house kittens</title><content type='html'>Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eMH0s8ylXJ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eMH0s8ylXJ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't any of the humans dead? Their faces should be split open and their limbs torn off at the joints, and yet all of them survived with barely a scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this video is supposed to be insanely awesome or just crazily stupid, but I was laughing when I watched it haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6420220497588259986?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6420220497588259986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6420220497588259986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6420220497588259986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6420220497588259986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/04/crazy-cat-video-and-im-not-talking.html' title='Crazy cat video, and I&apos;m not talking about your typical house kittens'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-8412268230616581300</id><published>2010-04-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T21:23:04.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deleted scene from Money No Enough?</title><content type='html'>Somehow managed to stumble upon this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKLYKJk_XmI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WKLYKJk_XmI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ra7xt9eLLIk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ra7xt9eLLIk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha freaking awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-8412268230616581300?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/8412268230616581300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=8412268230616581300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8412268230616581300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8412268230616581300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/04/deleted-scene-from-money-no-enough.html' title='Deleted scene from Money No Enough?'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-5137337782946616308</id><published>2010-03-23T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:26:00.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trailer for The Witcher 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="gtembed" height="392" width="480"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=63501"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=63501" swliveconnect="true" name="gtembed" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" height="392" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 10px; font-family: Verdana; text-align: center; width: 480px; padding-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; background-color: black; height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/" title="GameTrailers.com"&gt;Video Games&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/game/the-witcher-2-assassins-of/12906" title="The Witcher 2"&gt;The Witcher 2&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/video/exclusive-official-the-witcher/63501" title="Exclusive Official Debut Trailer HD"&gt;Exclusive Official Debut Trailer HD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://xbox360.gametrailers.com/" title="XBox 360"&gt;XBox 360&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://ps3.gametrailers.com/" title="PS3"&gt;Playstation 3&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://wii.gametrailers.com/" title="Wii"&gt;Nintendo Wii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Rise of the White Wolf may or may not have been abandoned, but it doesn't really matter to me anymore since I've played the PC version. Really looking forward to the sequel, though. Looks real sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be going on some dumbass trip that I had absolutely no say in choosing whether or not to go. Leaving tomorrow. Definitely not going to enjoy myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5137337782946616308?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5137337782946616308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5137337782946616308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5137337782946616308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5137337782946616308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/03/trailer-for-witcher-2.html' title='Trailer for The Witcher 2'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-5244764296088259498</id><published>2010-03-14T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:13:49.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Deus Ex trailer</title><content type='html'>Pritt-tee coooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="gtembed" height="392" width="480"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=63061"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=63061" swliveconnect="true" name="gtembed" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" height="392" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 10px; font-family: Verdana; text-align: center; width: 480px; padding-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; background-color: black; height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/" title="GameTrailers.com"&gt;Video Games&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/game/deus-ex-human-revolution/5780" title="Deus Ex: Human Revolution"&gt;Deus Ex: Human Revolution&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/video/gdc-10-deus-ex/63061" title="GDC 10: Teaser Trailer HD"&gt;GDC 10: Teaser Trailer HD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://xbox360.gametrailers.com/" title="XBox 360"&gt;XBox 360&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://ps3.gametrailers.com/" title="PS3"&gt;Playstation 3&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://wii.gametrailers.com/" title="Wii"&gt;Nintendo Wii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing through the first game twice, but not even playing through the first quarter of the second game, I hope this one won't disappoint. Heard there are gonna be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; of changes to gameplay, but I have a good feeling about this third game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5244764296088259498?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5244764296088259498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5244764296088259498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5244764296088259498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5244764296088259498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-deus-ex-trailer.html' title='New Deus Ex trailer'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-3415255555149714156</id><published>2010-02-23T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:07:03.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is freakin' sad</title><content type='html'>Wow a post a day for three consecutive days. This is how I spend my off days. Looking up video game trailers and random things on teh internetz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, caught this on FailBlog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2010/02/21/date-night-fail/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/epic-fail-date-night-fail.jpg" alt="epic fail pictures" title="epic-fail-date-night-fail" class="mine_3204286208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://failblog.org/"&gt;Epic Fails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That's all I can say. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm not really into the whole Japanese manga/anime scene except for maybe just one or two, so I'd rather look at these "otaku" as the Japanese version of the common geek; the kind that's into Star Trek, D &amp;amp; D and the Marvel/DC comics. It's alright to have certain interests(hell, I'm a little guilty myself), but wtf is this man? A bolster mass orgy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What in the world is going through the minds of these people? What do their parents think when their sons come back home with a bunch of friends, appearing through the door one by one in a line, each holding on to a bolster with a picture of a cartoon chick on it, skipping happily into the room and giggling excitedly? They'd be going "what the hell kind of weirdass sexy parties is my son organizing every Friday night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, oh man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3415255555149714156?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3415255555149714156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3415255555149714156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3415255555149714156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3415255555149714156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-freakin-sad.html' title='This is freakin&apos; sad'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-2447904608769891131</id><published>2010-02-22T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:23:18.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh, Jango would have been so proud..."</title><content type='html'>Haha wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kUtzNIVcdrI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kUtzNIVcdrI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-2447904608769891131?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/2447904608769891131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=2447904608769891131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2447904608769891131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2447904608769891131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-jango-would-have-been-so-proud.html' title='&quot;Oh, Jango would have been so proud...&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-8971783983502009277</id><published>2010-02-21T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T16:26:14.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New characters for SSFIV</title><content type='html'>Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="gtembed" height="392" width="480"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=62122"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=62122" swliveconnect="true" name="gtembed" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" height="392" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 10px; font-family: Verdana; text-align: center; width: 480px; padding-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; background-color: black; height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/" title="GameTrailers.com"&gt;Video Games&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/game/super-street-fighter-iv/12123" title="Super Street Fighter IV"&gt;Super Street Fighter IV&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/video/new-warriors-super-street/62122" title="New Warriors Trailer HD"&gt;New Warriors Trailer HD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://xbox360.gametrailers.com/" title="XBox 360"&gt;XBox 360&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://ps3.gametrailers.com/" title="PS3"&gt;Playstation 3&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://wii.gametrailers.com/" title="Wii"&gt;Nintendo Wii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine additional characters to an already great game. I'm definitely getting Super Street Fighter IV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-8971783983502009277?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/8971783983502009277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=8971783983502009277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8971783983502009277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8971783983502009277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-characters-for-ssfiv.html' title='New characters for SSFIV'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-5206571837214588958</id><published>2010-01-10T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:22:46.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Who will walk away the champion?"</title><content type='html'>Went for Komar's 21st birthday thing last night with the usual St. Gab's/CJ guys. Brought my lovely Xbox 360 to Komar's house with the help of Aaron, and we played Street Fighter IV most of the night and some Gears of War 2 later on. Finally, I got to experience the feeling of playing the game with my friends. The AI has pretty standard and predictable moves so it was fun to play with actual human beings for a change. Well, except for when playing with Ben Toh. All he did was use Blanka's electrical attack(Ben Toh, if for whatever reason you're reading this, don't kill me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went to the McDonald's near Kovan station and had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really retarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; talk with Aaron, Ben Toh and Raymon. I shan't divulge. Heheh. Overall, despite the fact that it was pretty much a sausagefest as usual, Komar's birthday celebration was a really enjoyable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my computer back today. The blue screen problem has been temporarily solved, and hopefully it can be permanently solved as soon as possible. Fingaz krauzed, ma peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5206571837214588958?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5206571837214588958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5206571837214588958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5206571837214588958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5206571837214588958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-will-walk-away-champion.html' title='&quot;Who will walk away the champion?&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7686480652382704291</id><published>2010-01-04T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:42:58.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2010!... and a new computer!</title><content type='html'>Due to my selfless contribution to the nation(aka duty) on New Year's Day, I have been awarded 1x off day, which has been redeemed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, doing duty on New Year's wasn't that bad, I guess. I don't even celebrate New Year's Day in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the fact that I was welcoming 2010 with a new computer just makes it better. Courtesy of one of the guys from my company, it's quite literally 10 times(and more) as powerful as my old one(seriously, it's like racing a Tamiya car against a three-legged turtle carrying a 60-year-old overweight, diseased and desperate-for-money prostitute on its back). However, it suffers from frequent attacks of the Blue Screen. Hopefully it can be fixed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. Catch you later(with my really fast com ahhhhhh).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7686480652382704291?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7686480652382704291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7686480652382704291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7686480652382704291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7686480652382704291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-2010-and-new-computer.html' title='Welcome 2010!... and a new computer!'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-5182698082358789232</id><published>2009-12-09T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:23:55.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"May the Vishanti watch over thee!"</title><content type='html'>It's pretty late at night but I can't really get to sleep so here's an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is "leave week" for me, and why am I not surprised to find myself doing absolutely nothing useful in the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the direct-to-DVD film entitled&lt;i style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Doctor Strange: The Sorcerer Supreme. I felt it wasn't that great at all, but some of the fighting scenes were pretty cool. Plus I always thought Dr. Strange was a classy middle-aged man with a British accent. This film depicted him as some emo late-twenties American guy who only sported a goatee because it was in fashion where he lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of facial hair, this may or may not interest you, but I haven't shaved since last Thursday. Wanted to see which parts of my face could actually contribute to the collective effort of all the other facial parts in the endeavor of growing a beard. Seems that some don't seem to agree. My beard isn't really all that symmetrical, some spots missing here and there, but I'm guessing that happens to every guy. Nevertheless, gonna have to shave by Sunday before I get a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's about it so have fun, byaaatches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5182698082358789232?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5182698082358789232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5182698082358789232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5182698082358789232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5182698082358789232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/12/may-vishanti-watch-over-thee.html' title='&quot;May the Vishanti watch over thee!&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-1758358466114034754</id><published>2009-11-16T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:59:32.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Use left foot to brake</title><content type='html'>So forklift was pretty scary shit. Scared the shit out of me. Well, not really(but seriously, I went to the crapper twice today, though... I think that's... information you could have... lived... without). Going again tomorrow. Don't even know what for anyways. Just doing whatever I'm told to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If(for some unthinkable reason) Felicia Day is only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;acting&lt;/span&gt; cute, then the only thing I can say is that she is an amazing actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my opinion, not yours. If you disagree with me, then... you... okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1758358466114034754?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1758358466114034754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1758358466114034754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1758358466114034754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1758358466114034754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/11/use-left-foot-to-brake.html' title='Use left foot to brake'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-9084214669870441386</id><published>2009-11-15T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:51:25.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forklift lifts forks ahhhh stfu</title><content type='html'>I told myself "never again", and yet yesterday, I did it. Did I enjoy myself? I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't think dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to playing Battlefield: Bad Company yesterday and continued today. It's been quite a while since I last played. Enjoyed it more than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for forklift course tomorrow, because it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; relevant to what my company is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbasses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-9084214669870441386?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/9084214669870441386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=9084214669870441386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/9084214669870441386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/9084214669870441386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/11/forklift-lifts-forks-ahhhh-stfu.html' title='Forklift lifts forks ahhhh stfu'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-6782089906616027955</id><published>2009-10-22T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:28:32.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I gotta sit down before I hurl"</title><content type='html'>Wow. I got really tired from helping to push start a minibus like 3 times in the company. Not the "arms losing strength" kind of tired. More like the "seeing stars, head spinning around and struggling for breaths of air" kind of tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit man. Last time I felt like that was probably back in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; BMT while digging my shell scrape(sometime in February, I think). Every two or three hacks on the soil and I had to sit down and drink water. One of the worse physical feelings in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know I'm a weak, unfit bastard. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying in tonight for some weirdass early morning safety detail. Really dislike staying in camp, but what are you gonna do. Guess that's all I can say about it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; enjoying Street Fighter IV ever since I got it. Gaming life level up; Social life level down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6782089906616027955?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6782089906616027955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6782089906616027955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6782089906616027955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6782089906616027955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-gotta-sit-down-before-i-hurl.html' title='&quot;I gotta sit down before I hurl&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7952710189147529616</id><published>2009-10-02T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:25:49.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty typical of Capcom, I guess...</title><content type='html'>I bought Street Fighter IV just not too long ago, and now news of Super Street Fighter IV have already appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soilwork is a pretty nice band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7952710189147529616?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7952710189147529616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7952710189147529616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7952710189147529616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7952710189147529616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/10/pretty-typical-of-capcom-i-guess.html' title='Pretty typical of Capcom, I guess...'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4102746942745131684</id><published>2009-09-20T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:04:59.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda like half a year late, but... Hadouken!</title><content type='html'>Good news: I finally got Street Fighter IV for the Xbox 360! At $35 for a secondhand copy with its condition as excellent as any other copy I could get from a store, it's really quite a steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: Duty tomorrow. Just got the game, but can't fully enjoy it yet. TV's being used, so I can't play it right now. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so bad (in fact, pretty good) news: Since tomorrow's a holiday, I get Tuesday off. Then my new game and I can make real sweet love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4102746942745131684?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4102746942745131684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4102746942745131684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4102746942745131684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4102746942745131684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/09/kinda-like-half-year-late-but-hadouken.html' title='Kinda like half a year late, but... Hadouken!'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-3104528970265564376</id><published>2009-08-23T13:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:46:51.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RT cancelled</title><content type='html'>What's worse than the Ass Eh Eff making you report for physical remedial training on a Saturday morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ass Eh Eff making you report for physical remedial training on a Saturday morning, plus the fact that the physical training had been cancelled beforehand but no one informed either you or any of your friends who took the time to show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened yesterday. How nice. How efficient. Real sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of real sweet, I took a look at the Developer's walkthrough videos of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heavy_rain"&gt;Heavy Rain&lt;/a&gt; on GameTrailers, and the in-game graphics might be the best anyone has ever seen so far. Its gameplay doesn't look too bad either. Too bad it's only for the PS3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3104528970265564376?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3104528970265564376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3104528970265564376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3104528970265564376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3104528970265564376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/08/rt-cancelled.html' title='RT cancelled'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-5734478834190646221</id><published>2009-08-02T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:46:40.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another regular Sunday</title><content type='html'>Summary of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played GTA IV from yesterday midnight to 5am this morning, then slept 'til 12pm+++++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the lift downstairs intending to go buy comics, then decided I was feeling too lazy to do so and headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to get the GTA IV achievement which you earn by successfully outrunning the police with a 4-star wanted rating but have been failing so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with some of the guys to go watch The Hangover. Funny as hell, especially the character Alan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah just remembered. Just two days back, while I was standing at the bus stop waiting for the bus, a mosquito flew pretty close to my crotch. In a valiant attempt to kill it, I accidentally smacked myself in the nuts. And the stupid mosquito only fell to the floor but got back up real quick. Painfully hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it. Back to work tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5734478834190646221?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5734478834190646221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5734478834190646221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5734478834190646221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5734478834190646221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-another-regular-sunday.html' title='Just another regular Sunday'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-3891419432938230020</id><published>2009-07-26T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:06:25.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutscene from GTA IV</title><content type='html'>After watching this cutscene while playing the game, I don't think I could ever hold a minute-long conversation with a Jamaican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUXkcJLI6JE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUXkcJLI6JE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't understand a shit without the subtitles, but I guess that's what makes me love the way they speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3891419432938230020?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3891419432938230020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3891419432938230020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3891419432938230020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3891419432938230020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/07/cut-scene-from-gta-iv.html' title='Cutscene from GTA IV'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4202120204982118927</id><published>2009-07-23T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:02:41.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But the trailer was so kickass...</title><content type='html'>I just read that the console version for the Witcher has been cancelled, or suspended, or something towards that direction, and apparently it's pretty old news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope it's not cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I just bought GTA IV from someone. Haven't had a chance to try it out yet, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duty tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4202120204982118927?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4202120204982118927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4202120204982118927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4202120204982118927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4202120204982118927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/07/but-trailer-was-so-kickass.html' title='But the trailer was so kickass...'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-2826718469380006054</id><published>2009-06-26T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:34:48.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Reverse right... Oh shit! F*ck! Reverse left! Left!"</title><content type='html'>Back home early today after passing my Class 4S driving test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; nervous until I found out who the tester was. Haha it was that friendly fat Indian guy whom everyone loves, so there wasn't much pressure. He cracked a few jokes that made me laugh. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for those who don't really understand the title, basically in the case of trailers, you first have to steer left in order for the trailer turn towards the right side. Only then can you reverse right to align the vehicle with the trailer and have your vehicle moving towards the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much has happened, so I'll end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-2826718469380006054?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/2826718469380006054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=2826718469380006054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2826718469380006054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2826718469380006054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/06/reverse-right-oh-shit-fck-reverse-left.html' title='&quot;Reverse right... Oh shit! F*ck! Reverse left! Left!&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-932372192402493595</id><published>2009-06-16T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:08:06.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square - Vera Lynn</title><content type='html'>Heard this song on the radio during Sunday duty. Love this kind of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/HNFul2WK03/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/HNFul2WK03/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two lovers meet in Mayfair So the legends tell&lt;br /&gt;Songbirds sing and winter turns to spring&lt;br /&gt;Every winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell&lt;br /&gt;I know such enchantment can be&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it happened one evening to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That certain night, the night we met,&lt;br /&gt;there was magic abroad in the air,&lt;br /&gt;There were angels dining at the Ritz&lt;br /&gt;and a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square&lt;br /&gt;I may be right, I may be wrong,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm perfectly willing to swear&lt;br /&gt;That when you turned and smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon that lingered over London town;&lt;br /&gt;poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown&lt;br /&gt;How could he know we two were so in love,&lt;br /&gt;the whole darn world seemed upside down&lt;br /&gt;The streets of town were paved with stars,&lt;br /&gt;it was such a romantic affair,&lt;br /&gt;And as we kissed and said goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our homeward step was just as light&lt;br /&gt;as the tap dancing feet of Astaire&lt;br /&gt;And like an echo far away,&lt;br /&gt;a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square&lt;br /&gt;I know 'cause I was there, that night in Berkeley Square&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-932372192402493595?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/932372192402493595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=932372192402493595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/932372192402493595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/932372192402493595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/06/nightingale-sang-in-berkeley-square.html' title='A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square - Vera Lynn'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-8869435941299672335</id><published>2009-05-29T23:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:26:28.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally got some closure</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally killed General RAAM, but only through using a little glitch in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SiAFkaPSbII/AAAAAAAAAC4/GPkUTxqHdF4/s1600-h/raamdead-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SiAFkaPSbII/AAAAAAAAAC4/GPkUTxqHdF4/s200/raamdead-main_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341275281138281602" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Argh, ya got me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I had sex with a blazin' hot prostitute today for 10 gold in Fable II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I found this REALLY funny video on GameTrailers. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="gametrailers_embed_container"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="gtembed" width="480" height="392"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?umid=296843"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?umid=296843" swliveconnect="true" name="gtembed" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" align="middle" height="392"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 10px; font-family: Verdana; text-align: center; width: 480px; padding-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; background-color: black; height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/" title="GameTrailers.com"&gt;Video Games&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/user-movie/jack-black-has-sex-with-xbox360/296843" title="Jack Black Has Sex With XBOX360 PS3"&gt;Jack Black Has Sex With XBOX360 PS3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/platformlist/xb360/index.html" title="XBox 360"&gt;XBox 360&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/platformlist/ps3/index.html" title="PS3"&gt;Playstation 3&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.gametrailers.com/platformlist/wii/index.html" title="Wii"&gt;Nintendo Wii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-8869435941299672335?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/8869435941299672335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=8869435941299672335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8869435941299672335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8869435941299672335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-got-some-closure.html' title='Finally got some closure'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SiAFkaPSbII/AAAAAAAAAC4/GPkUTxqHdF4/s72-c/raamdead-main_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-1644289907868340084</id><published>2009-05-28T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:06:21.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugly grub alien with mohawk = can't be killed</title><content type='html'>Spent practically the whole of yesterday night and this afternoon trying to kill General RAAM in Gears of War on Insane difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shit is impossible. I want that damned achievement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/Sh57be6VsZI/AAAAAAAAACw/FjCS9QH2F8E/s1600-h/raam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/Sh57be6VsZI/AAAAAAAAACw/FjCS9QH2F8E/s320/raam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340841920192426386" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Hey you! Stop sucking, will ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well why don't you stop being a broken imba asshole and die when I shoot you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1644289907868340084?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1644289907868340084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1644289907868340084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1644289907868340084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1644289907868340084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/05/ugly-grub-alien-with-mohawk-cant-be.html' title='Ugly grub alien with mohawk = can&apos;t be killed'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/Sh57be6VsZI/AAAAAAAAACw/FjCS9QH2F8E/s72-c/raam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-1829424304899456058</id><published>2009-05-14T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:46:46.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mainly sleep, eat, talk</title><content type='html'>Been in MSET course these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mechanical Skills Enhancement Training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt some pretty interesting stuff there, but the days go by so slowly. Guess that's life in the army without a PSP in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, heard this pretty funny/lame joke from the instructor(nice guy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When you turn left, which wheel isn't in contact with the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The steering wheel.&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/10598614-1829424304899456058?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1829424304899456058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1829424304899456058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1829424304899456058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1829424304899456058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/05/mainly-sleep-eat-talk.html' title='Mainly sleep, eat, talk'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-6966822399555850714</id><published>2009-04-20T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:59:01.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Golden Rule of the Gears is: Take cover or die."</title><content type='html'>Finally got Gears of War 2 last Friday and I'm currently at Act 4(there are 5 acts in the game). Think I'll complete the game by this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storyline is definitely much deeper than that of the first game, especially since the thing about Dom searching for his wife becomes a larger part of the plot. It's really sad how that part ends, though. I mean I already roughly knew what happened, but watching the scene itself made me really sad. Guess that's what happens in war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SexxMb_HRZI/AAAAAAAAACo/QWHxOSAuTQc/s1600-h/412791-maria___2_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SexxMb_HRZI/AAAAAAAAACo/QWHxOSAuTQc/s320/412791-maria___2_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326756917757298066" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Maria Santiago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to camp later tonight. Last minute shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6966822399555850714?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6966822399555850714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6966822399555850714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6966822399555850714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6966822399555850714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/04/golden-rule-of-gears-is-take-cover-or.html' title='&quot;The Golden Rule of the Gears is: Take cover or die.&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SexxMb_HRZI/AAAAAAAAACo/QWHxOSAuTQc/s72-c/412791-maria___2_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-6770022124407277103</id><published>2009-04-12T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:39:38.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let's Handsome!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SeHb6JjdQdI/AAAAAAAAACg/4VXYoNi5nO0/s1600-h/erlsv5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SeHb6JjdQdI/AAAAAAAAACg/4VXYoNi5nO0/s320/erlsv5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323778026572169682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watched Handsome Suit with some of the guys yesterday night. It was an okay film which started off as really funny but about halfway through, it appeared to me as though the plot was taking a long time to advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suit itself looks really cute. Kinda reminds me of the Marshmallow Man in Ghostbusters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie's main character reminds me of myself. Except without the cooking talent. Or the suit. Or the insanely cute chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also discovered The Guild, an online sitcom. It's real funny and even though it revolves around a bunch of MMORPG players(and I haven't touched an MMO in years), the MMO terms and expressions that the characters use won't stop me from enjoying the show, since the show involves the characters much more than the game they're playing. I think even non-gamers might be able to enjoy it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://watchtheguild.com/"&gt;Here's the link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the main chick from The Guild is really cute as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably won't be going home tomorrow night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6770022124407277103?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6770022124407277103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6770022124407277103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6770022124407277103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6770022124407277103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/04/watched-handsome-suit-with-some-of-guys.html' title='&quot;Let&apos;s Handsome!&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SeHb6JjdQdI/AAAAAAAAACg/4VXYoNi5nO0/s72-c/erlsv5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-6890028648000426522</id><published>2009-03-23T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:34:22.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the old life</title><content type='html'>Today's my first day back in the unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I already miss my BMT days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man oh man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6890028648000426522?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6890028648000426522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6890028648000426522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6890028648000426522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6890028648000426522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-old-life.html' title='Back to the old life'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-4186918946706279183</id><published>2009-03-15T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:50:17.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One year soldier</title><content type='html'>Two days ago, on 13th March, I was officially a one year soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna POP in 3 day's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know what POP means, &lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Pop"&gt;here's the link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xbox Live is really fun, and I'm pretty addicted to it but I need to unplug the ethernet adapter from the computer and plug it into my Xbox 360 to use Xbox Live, so that means I can't use the internet on the computer and Xbox Live at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter. I don't have much to do on the computer anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, other than reading random articles on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SbypOMG8XRI/AAAAAAAAACA/5JOTz9FBQyg/s1600-h/avatar-body.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SbypOMG8XRI/AAAAAAAAACA/5JOTz9FBQyg/s320/avatar-body.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313307721623952658" 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;This is my Xbox 360 avatar. I deliberately made him shorter and fatter than the default model when creating him. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4186918946706279183?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4186918946706279183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4186918946706279183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4186918946706279183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4186918946706279183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-year-soldier.html' title='One year soldier'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SbypOMG8XRI/AAAAAAAAACA/5JOTz9FBQyg/s72-c/avatar-body.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-4449117577284688495</id><published>2009-03-06T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:13:44.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trailers galore</title><content type='html'>POP in 1.5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some trailers of the games I want for the Xbox 360(I have been talking about getting one since forever but have yet to have done so. What a dipshit loser I am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMHO, Even if you don't touch video games, it's still really fun to watch the trailers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halo 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="gtembed" width="480" height="392"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=15442"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=15442" swliveconnect="true" name="gtembed" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" align="middle" height="392"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another trailer that's really nice and with some epic music but GameTrailers won't let me embed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gametrailers.com/player/44552.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a freakin' old game but I have yet to play it and I really want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Batman: Arkham Asylum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="gtembed" width="480" height="392"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=44909"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=44909" swliveconnect="true" name="gtembed" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" align="middle" height="392"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not out yet but I'm looking forward to it. Looks kinda promising and the voicework of Batman and the Joker are done by Kevin Conroy and Mark Hamill(the guys who did the voicework in the cartoons) respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battlefield: Bad Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="gtembed" width="480" height="392"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=35467"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=35467" swliveconnect="true" name="gtembed" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" align="middle" height="392"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks really fun with the fully destructible environments and the funny characters with their wacky misadventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Witcher: Rise of the White Wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="gtembed" width="480" height="392"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=43292"&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=43292" swliveconnect="true" name="gtembed" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" align="middle" height="392"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a huge fan of RPGs, but I was really captivated by the previews, and the reviews for the PC version were great. Plus, how cool is that sword-flinging sequence?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Street Fighter IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"  codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" id="gtembed" width="480" height="392"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;  &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=44552"/&gt; &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.gametrailers.com/remote_wrap.php?mid=44552" swLiveConnect="true" name="gtembed" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" allowFullScreen="true" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="392"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The epic music, the colourful characters, the stunning visual effects of that trailer brought me to an almost tear-inducing state of high by the time the title popped up at the end of the video. I would buy this game at once if it wasn't so damn expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, those are just some of the games I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grow some jewels and get a bloody 360, you ball-less freak..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4449117577284688495?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4449117577284688495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4449117577284688495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4449117577284688495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4449117577284688495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/03/trailers-galore.html' title='Trailers galore'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4945538490531352416</id><published>2009-01-18T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:59:12.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Which rubber tree are you gonna pee on?"</title><content type='html'>Field camp was a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I think I've rid myself of the fear of cockroaches. Heheh. Still not a big fan of house lizards, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll finally be getting an Xbox 360 for myself when the new batch with that Jasper chip thingy arrives. I think it'll be the first time I buy something for myself that actually costs more than 50 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I've been blogging so little these days. Might be because my life right now is really boring as compared to before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4945538490531352416?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4945538490531352416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4945538490531352416' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4945538490531352416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4945538490531352416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2009/01/which-rubber-tree-are-you-gonna-pee-on.html' title='&quot;Which rubber tree are you gonna pee on?&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-1866963679680006746</id><published>2008-12-24T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:28:04.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"With my rifle and my buddy and me..."</title><content type='html'>I just found out that that's how I'm gonna be spending the first day of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1866963679680006746?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1866963679680006746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1866963679680006746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1866963679680006746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1866963679680006746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/12/with-my-rifle-and-my-buddy-and-me.html' title='&quot;With my rifle and my buddy and me...&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-8784904715391501299</id><published>2008-11-27T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:14:26.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps if I spin my Xbox around...</title><content type='html'>Alright, that was just a really lame Xbox360 joke in case you didn't get the title. But awkwardness and "omg what an unfunny loser"-ness aside, check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2N1TJP1cxmo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2N1TJP1cxmo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First-person perspective, Eurasian chick who does parkour, flying over rooftops, amazing bright graphics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this game was actually released a few weeks ago, so I'm pretty old news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a 360 real bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-8784904715391501299?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/8784904715391501299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=8784904715391501299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8784904715391501299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8784904715391501299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/11/perhaps-if-i-spin-my-xbox-around.html' title='Perhaps if I spin my Xbox around...'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-3802890625149045087</id><published>2008-11-26T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:03:55.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second chance</title><content type='html'>BMT recourse on 3rd December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally on the road to turn into an ex-recruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On leave all the way up 'til 2nd December, unless the company needs more "Transport Operators" to help them out. I'm really wondering how they're gonna cope with 3 guys out on course, all the way to March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/e/e5/Clone_Troopers_Phase_I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 236px;" src="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/e/e5/Clone_Troopers_Phase_I.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phase I armour. Heheh look at the clone in the middle. He looks like a typical "by-right" or "chao siao on" soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/5/57/Clone_Troopers_Phase_II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 167px;" src="http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/5/57/Clone_Troopers_Phase_II.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phase II armour. Now the clone in the middle looks so manly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda prefer the look of the clone troopers' Phase I Armour to the Phase II version even though the Phase II has more variants. I'm not sure why but I think it's because the Phase I has this really "pure white" feel to it since the clones were fresh out of Kamino (where basically everything indoors is white) at that point in time but when the Phase II was introduced, the clones were already battle-hardened and much more familiar with ground combat, which meant they had to be given a more gruff and hardy look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright this is pretty random stuff so I shall stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3802890625149045087?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3802890625149045087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3802890625149045087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3802890625149045087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3802890625149045087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/11/second-chance.html' title='Second chance'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-1316660536637227473</id><published>2008-11-10T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:31:45.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquaman in Family Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dAfktrRideg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dAfktrRideg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this is really funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1316660536637227473?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1316660536637227473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1316660536637227473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1316660536637227473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1316660536637227473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/11/aquaman-in-family-guy.html' title='Aquaman in Family Guy'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-1318916958206237038</id><published>2008-10-25T15:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:14:28.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese guy at a Malay/Indian event</title><content type='html'>Went for this DeepaRaya celebration yesterday night with the rest of the company at Chevron's. The food wasn't very good but some parts of the event were pretty enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the part when they did this retarded story-telling session involving some involuntary volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the part when there was a performance by three disgusting-looking cross-dressers, one of them making lots of disturbing jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting the part when some of us sneaked out to play at the games arcade downstairs. Ghost Squad at fifty cents per try? I just gotta get me some of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favourite computer game is Fallout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1318916958206237038?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1318916958206237038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1318916958206237038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1318916958206237038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1318916958206237038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/10/chinese-guy-at-malayindian-event.html' title='Chinese guy at a Malay/Indian event'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-5178657474072582768</id><published>2008-10-12T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:34:04.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Life Run</title><content type='html'>Dammit. I have to wake up extra early tomorrow to report for this run I'm forced to participate in. I can't believe there's gonna be a point in time when both my feet are off the ground at the same time. Just when I thought I couldn't dislike my company more than I already did. Now they're making me exercise on a regular basis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5178657474072582768?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5178657474072582768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5178657474072582768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5178657474072582768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5178657474072582768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-life-run.html' title='First Life Run'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-8342548367858908473</id><published>2008-10-06T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:15:37.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ... So many duties...</title><content type='html'>And it's only going to get worse when more people ORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been robbed of my weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-8342548367858908473?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/8342548367858908473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=8342548367858908473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8342548367858908473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8342548367858908473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/10/christ-so-many-duties.html' title='Christ... So many duties...'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-6294810063565757883</id><published>2008-09-22T19:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:18:42.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As history lazily repeats itself</title><content type='html'>Dammit I made the same mistake again. Wasted my damned off today. And later I'll be heading back to camp to stay in 'cause I'll be busy in the early morning tomorrow, right up 'till the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some people might say a day off is meant for people to just sleep all day and relax at home, but I already did that and it didn't make me feel very good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a day off is time given for me to do something meaningful or life-changing or something like that. It gives a different feeling as weekends do, I'm not sure why. Probably because weekends are just usually spent with the fellas doing rather routine but enjoyable things i.e. eating, playing LAN, or watching a movie. But a day off on a weekday means everyone except me is probably busy with their own commitments and so I'd have to think of something different to do before the sun sets and I'd have to fold my stupid army uniform sleeves and go back to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I'm not creative enough and there isn't really anything that I've always been wanting to do but didn't have the chance to, so once again I spent my day off at home doing nothing special and watching the clock as time passes by and work time draws nearer and nearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to plan some crazy event for myself or I'm gonna need some suggestions in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6294810063565757883?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6294810063565757883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6294810063565757883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6294810063565757883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6294810063565757883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-history-lazily-repeats-itself.html' title='As history lazily repeats itself'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-3343089302439367375</id><published>2008-09-13T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:05:27.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Excuse me, you dropped-ah, who cares?"</title><content type='html'>It's been a hectic week but I'm guessing the next week will be even more hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving, driving, and more driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened yesterday that made me feel bad as a human being. Met Komar at the bus stop outside Little India Station yesterday. We sat down on one of the seats and talked while waiting for our bus. A bus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; arrive, but it wasn't one that we could take. As people started boarding the bus, I noticed a sky blue sweater on the ground. Then I remembered that earlier on, a young lady in school uniform was sitting at another seat next to ours waiting for that bus, and she must have had the sweater on her lap or something and dropped it as she stood up to board the bus. By the time I realized that, the girl was already in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when thoughts like "she'll realize she's dropped her sweater and will get off the bus to take it" and "someone else is gonna pick it up and get on the bus to pass it to her" came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of those thoughts came to reality and the bus started moving off, the girl not knowing that her sweater was not with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that not one person(including me) bothered to pick up the sweater and pass it to the girl - is something wrong with everyone, or is nothing wrong with me? I'm not sure how much small-sized sky blue sweaters cost these days, but I'm sure the girl would have been really grateful to whoever would have saved her sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise myself that next time something like this happens, I'll take the initiative to ensure that items that are dropped in front of me are returned to their oblivious owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent quite a lot of money(by my standards) today, mainly on food, arcade, comics, taxi ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3343089302439367375?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3343089302439367375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3343089302439367375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3343089302439367375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3343089302439367375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/09/excuse-me-you-dropped-ah-who-cares.html' title='&quot;Excuse me, you dropped-ah, who cares?&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-7153605368971884970</id><published>2008-08-26T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:16:43.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an exciting day off</title><content type='html'>As mentioned before, a day at home. Pretty much a waste of time. All I did was sit in front of the computer. Should've done something spontaneous or stupid or something that would take me away from this mundane life I'm having right now. And soon I'm going back to camp 'cause of a detail early in the morning tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch the film Numb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7153605368971884970?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7153605368971884970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7153605368971884970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7153605368971884970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7153605368971884970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-exciting-day-off.html' title='What an exciting day off'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4994425709211396431</id><published>2008-08-25T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:09:48.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first off</title><content type='html'>Took off for tomorrow. Kinda pointless since everyone else is at work or in school or doing something important, so it's basically a day at home for me. At least I get to practise playing guitar or play the Xbox games which I have owned for some time but haven't had the chance to play much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tempted to get a PSP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4994425709211396431?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4994425709211396431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4994425709211396431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4994425709211396431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4994425709211396431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-off.html' title='My first off'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-534400801454068490</id><published>2008-08-19T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:01:40.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed over the slightest issue</title><content type='html'>May good things happen to everyone around me, 'cause bad things seem to happen to me most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to take up smoking or drinking, whichever helps one relax better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell softball and baseball have already started in the Olympics. Why wasn't I aware of that?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-534400801454068490?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/534400801454068490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=534400801454068490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/534400801454068490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/534400801454068490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/08/stressed-over-slightest-issue.html' title='Stressed over the slightest issue'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4471828768689597137</id><published>2008-08-17T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:04:27.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna look man-pretty?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Got a haircut from a (new?) hair salon called Snip Avenue for the first time. Its slogan was "the place where beauty begins" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny. I didn't go in there expecting to become "mantastic" or something. Pretty ironic for someone like me to enter a place like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most guys(I think), I've always felt more comfortable in a barbershop than in a salon. Salons are just too flashy for me, whole shop is full of ladies(it's weird for me to have a strange lady touching my hair), and I can't talk properly to the lady hairdresser. Even if there was a man working inside, I'd be like "you've gotta be gay to be working here" and try my best to avoid him. Barbershops are different 'cause they don't have shelves of shampoos and conditioners occupying half the space, place is full of guys and the place itself doesn't have to look stylish, as long as customers know that the barber can get the job done. Manly indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I chose the salon instead, and probably will choose it for many more haircuts to come, because barbershops in Serangoon typically charge around $8 but Snip Avenue charges a freakin' $4.80 for cutting of hair. A little cringing and shrinking of balls for $3.20? Well worth it, huh? The price for perming and other stuff like that, I don't know and it would be pretty disturbing for me to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to "work" tomorrow. I'm starting to hate my unit a lot 'cause of the huge amount of pressure piling up which I'm not used to. I'm being put in an environment which is exactly the opposite of one which I would love to be in. I don't think the idea of getting a free driving license is good enough a reason for me to have a more positive attitude towards my current army life. Right now, I'm pretty much sure I wanna get out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I wasn't so bloody stinkin' fat to get kicked out of BMT. They say that when that happens to someone, he usually winds up as a driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I was given at least half a chance to join the band in the army. I wouldn't mind doing reservice as a rifleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm forced to run that 10km thing. Dammit. Exercise, my bitter enemy, has conspired with the army to destroy me. Doesn't the army realize that allowing the public to watch a fat loser wearing an army PT kit walk half the route is bloody disgraceful and embarrassing to both the loser and the organization itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Jingjing, the panda Olympic mascot, dance to the Crazy Frog song during breaks in the games really cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4471828768689597137?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4471828768689597137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4471828768689597137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4471828768689597137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4471828768689597137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/08/wanna-look-man-pretty.html' title='Wanna look man-pretty?'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-3724644225776909957</id><published>2008-07-30T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T00:01:18.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You early morning wanna kena a good 'F' ah?"</title><content type='html'>It's been only half the week and I'm begging for the weekends to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day back in unit, Monday, was the day that I first met my unit CSM, the newly promoted 2nd warrant officer whom shall remain anonymous. That was the time when I received a "nice, friendly dose of Vitamin F" from him for forgetting to bring my military license (I'm just not used to keeping it in my wallet since I never brought it along during my Driving Continuation Program days). I also met the two privates whom I never got a chance to meet 'cause they weren't around until I temporarily left the unit for my course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today were spent on orientation on a vehicle I had never driven before - the minibus. Yesterday was pretty smooth-sailing because the minibus I drove had power steering, but today I was freakin' struggling with the one without power steering. Turning the steering wheel was crazily tough for the first drive, but I got a little used to it after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out that I can't go for the band orientation this Friday due to commitments in my unit but I'll see if I can get to cj later just to meet the juniors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3724644225776909957?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3724644225776909957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3724644225776909957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3724644225776909957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3724644225776909957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-early-morning-wanna-kena-good-f-ah.html' title='&quot;You early morning wanna kena a good &apos;F&apos; ah?&quot;'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-5125880828999916589</id><published>2008-07-24T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T23:59:42.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Warrior - Scandal</title><content type='html'>Great song from 1984. Proof that women can sing rock. Just not women on the radio in this generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGI53TZc8Yg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGI53TZc8Yg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You run, run...run away&lt;br /&gt;It's your heart...that you betray&lt;br /&gt;Feeding on...your hungry eyes&lt;br /&gt;I bet you're not so civilized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, isn't love..primitive&lt;br /&gt;A wild gift...that you wanna give&lt;br /&gt;Break out of captivity&lt;br /&gt;And follow me, stereo jungle child&lt;br /&gt;Love is the kill.....your heart's still wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shootin' at the walls of heartache, bang, bang, I am the warrior&lt;br /&gt;Well I am the warrior, and heart to heart you'll win..if you survive&lt;br /&gt;the warrior....the warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk, talk, you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes touch me physically&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, we'll take the night&lt;br /&gt;As passion takes another bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the hunter...who's the game?&lt;br /&gt;I feel the beat...call your name&lt;br /&gt;I hold you close...in victory&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna tame your animal style..&lt;br /&gt;you won't be caged...in the call of the wild....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shootin' at the walls of heartache, bang, bang, I am the warrior&lt;br /&gt;Well I am the warrior, and heart to heart you'll win..if you survive&lt;br /&gt;the warrior....the warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shootin' at the walls of heartache (shootin' at the walls of heartache)&lt;br /&gt;The warrior.....&lt;br /&gt;I am the warrior, and heart to heart you'll win...if you survive&lt;br /&gt;The warrior...the warrior&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5125880828999916589?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5125880828999916589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5125880828999916589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5125880828999916589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5125880828999916589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/07/warrior-scandal.html' title='The Warrior - Scandal'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-6684949974076007149</id><published>2008-07-03T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:53:27.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Booking out/See my girlfriend/Saw-" ah, who am I kidding?</title><content type='html'>It's official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MOVE THE FREAKIN' ARMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'K basically it means I passed my driving test, though I would say it's quite mainly due to luck since the traffic conditions were pretty ok as compared to those that some other trainees had to face and the test vehicle was perfect for me in terms of feeling the biting point and other stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got off until Tuesday night. Heheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6684949974076007149?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6684949974076007149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6684949974076007149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6684949974076007149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6684949974076007149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/07/booking-outsee-my-girlfriendsaw-ah-who.html' title='&quot;Booking out/See my girlfriend/Saw-&quot; ah, who am I kidding?'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-2162224363691591846</id><published>2008-05-31T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:18:57.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You're Into It - Flight of the Conchords</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pY8jaGs7xJ0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pY8jaGs7xJ0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to&lt;br /&gt;I could hang 'round with you&lt;br /&gt;If I only knew&lt;br /&gt;That's what you're into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and him&lt;br /&gt;Him and you&lt;br /&gt;If that's what&lt;br /&gt;You're into&lt;br /&gt;Him hanging 'round&lt;br /&gt;Around you&lt;br /&gt;You're hanging 'round&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you're there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want me to&lt;br /&gt;I will take off all my clothes for you&lt;br /&gt;I will take off all my clothes for you&lt;br /&gt;If that's what you're into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How 'bout him&lt;br /&gt;In the nude?&lt;br /&gt;If that's what&lt;br /&gt;You're into.&lt;br /&gt;In the nude in front of you&lt;br /&gt;Is that what you'd wanna view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's cool with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you get naked too&lt;br /&gt;It could be a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Providing that's what you are into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that what&lt;br /&gt;You're into?&lt;br /&gt;Him and you&lt;br /&gt;In the nude?&lt;br /&gt;That's what he's prepared to do&lt;br /&gt;Is that the kind of thing you think you might be into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then maybe later&lt;br /&gt;We get hot by the refrigerator&lt;br /&gt;In the kitchen next to the pantry&lt;br /&gt;You think that might be what you fancy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the buff&lt;br /&gt;Being rude&lt;br /&gt;Doing stuff&lt;br /&gt;With the food&lt;br /&gt;Getting lewd&lt;br /&gt;With his food&lt;br /&gt;We heard that's what you are into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on our next date&lt;br /&gt;Well, you could bring your roommate&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if Stu is keen to&lt;br /&gt;But if you want we could double-team you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you&lt;br /&gt;And two dudes?&lt;br /&gt;Him, you and Stu&lt;br /&gt;In the nude&lt;br /&gt;Being lewd with two dudes with food&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's if Stu's into it, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things I'd do&lt;br /&gt;The things I'd do for you&lt;br /&gt;If I only knew&lt;br /&gt;That's what you're into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving course is tiring but quite fun. I'm lucky enough to get a funny Malay uncle as my instructor and not some grumpy old fart. Got the hang of handling a land rover haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-2162224363691591846?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/2162224363691591846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=2162224363691591846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2162224363691591846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2162224363691591846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-youre-into-it-flight-of-conchords.html' title='If You&apos;re Into It - Flight of the Conchords'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-2027198608743922681</id><published>2008-05-25T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:50:12.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The trials and tribulations involved in the search for the secrets of... parallel parking</title><content type='html'>Driving course begins tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book out on Saturday afternoon, book in on Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy old men who would yell at the little mistakes every driver trainee does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-2027198608743922681?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/2027198608743922681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=2027198608743922681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2027198608743922681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2027198608743922681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/05/trials-and-tribulations-involved-in.html' title='The trials and tribulations involved in the search for the secrets of... parallel parking'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-1556712881161641864</id><published>2008-04-29T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:47:10.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf is this?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SBcWaVSKblI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eXOjRvRFknw/s1600-h/mkvsdcu_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SBcWaVSKblI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eXOjRvRFknw/s320/mkvsdcu_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194645336840891986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Removing fatalities from the game, and nerfing DC characters to match the Mortal Kombat ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With such lame compromises made just to let the two universes fit better, what's the point of releasing such a game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be pretty cool to see a DC fighting game, but not like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The developers have thought up some creative gameplay ideas, and they've got professional comic writers to brew a story for the game, but still I feel that certain universes should just stay away from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bad feeling about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1556712881161641864?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1556712881161641864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1556712881161641864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1556712881161641864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1556712881161641864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/04/wtf-is-this.html' title='wtf is this?!'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/SBcWaVSKblI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eXOjRvRFknw/s72-c/mkvsdcu_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-1095199312550542848</id><published>2008-04-28T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T14:11:52.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm, not quite that bad...</title><content type='html'>After about 2 weeks in my new camp, I actually think it's pretty alright. I've found a faster and cheaper way to get there and the people there are real friendly i.e they don't "play ranks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't really do anything for the first week, I started doing some rather minor duties in the second, which allows me to get to know the other drivers better, and understand a little more on how the whole company works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I'm concerned about is the fact that nobody in the world has any idea when I'm going for my driving course, or my BMT recourse, or which one comes first. I'm kinda hoping my BMT comes first, since when I actually become a real driver, I'm expected to pass my IPPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron Man next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1095199312550542848?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1095199312550542848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1095199312550542848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1095199312550542848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1095199312550542848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmm-not-quite-that-bad.html' title='Hmm, not quite that bad...'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-866275143715145476</id><published>2008-04-15T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:17:49.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is bloody torture</title><content type='html'>My new camp is bloody far away from my house, and I'm not sure if I can play for the band concert anymore. Two things that make me really mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up really early in the morning to report there and get home at night to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly BMT looks really tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of posting me out at this time when the course is probably starting only next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna play in the band concert, but with the uncertainty of what's gonna happen to me in the next few weeks, I don't know if I'll be free to attend practices and play for concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to just live with it like how I do with most other problems?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-866275143715145476?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/866275143715145476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=866275143715145476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/866275143715145476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/866275143715145476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-bloody-torture.html' title='This is bloody torture'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-1974747640850818158</id><published>2008-04-14T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:09:48.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey baby, wanna go for a ride?</title><content type='html'>Alright now most of the things I said in the previous post don't make sense anymore. That's because all of a sudden I found out that I got posted out to be a driver somewhere in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really took me by surprise 'cause I only found out about it in the afternoon and had to pack up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; the things in my cupboard and take a ferry home. I'll be reporting at my new camp tomorrow morning. I didn't even get a chance to say a proper "goodbye" to my new friends in Tekong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I was hurled into the gaping jaws of a Sarlacc, thrown around in its mouth before it decided to spit me right out and I landed on the next freighter in Mos Eisley on the way to the Cloud City above Bespin. I don't know what to expect anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it weird that me of all people will be learning driving as part of my National Service. I bet that with my limited vertical capabilities, I can't even reach the pedals of a tonner. And the total lack of sense of direction and ability to memorize places I have isn't going to help things much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1974747640850818158?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1974747640850818158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1974747640850818158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1974747640850818158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1974747640850818158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-baby-wanna-go-for-ride.html' title='Hey baby, wanna go for a ride?'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7354979348211032816</id><published>2008-04-13T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T17:37:27.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while</title><content type='html'>It's been a month since I last did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Army life has been pretty dumb for me. The fact that I'm officially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out Of Training &lt;/span&gt;really bums me out. Been sitting in a training shack from morning 'till night unless I have to move around(to eat/sleep/go to the toilet/participate in physical training/do sai kang etc) and struggling with the fact that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;won't&lt;/span&gt; get posted out while waiting for my BMT to start, which means I'll be living like this until the next batch of fat dudes hop on the ferry to that godforsaken island(which might happen around June or July. I'm not exactly sure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7354979348211032816?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7354979348211032816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7354979348211032816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7354979348211032816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7354979348211032816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/04/been-while.html' title='Been a while'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7505127174221229044</id><published>2008-03-12T20:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T23:16:50.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be a Republic Attack Gunship pilot when I grow up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/R9f6kO2LT-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/r80r6V8vqFo/s1600-h/300pxRepublicGunship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/R9f6kO2LT-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/r80r6V8vqFo/s320/300pxRepublicGunship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176881797053239266" 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;Going to a little island to be transformed into a real man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a band barbecue this Friday, but I can't go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, &lt;a href="http://www.giantbomb.com/"&gt;Giant Bomb&lt;/a&gt;, a new website that's available but still in the works, set up by a bunch of ex-Gamespot guys, is looking and feeling pretty cool. Once it's more or less done (which could be by the time I get back), I'll probably be visiting it more often than I visit Gamespot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm meeting some dudes later. In my honour. How touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fare thee well, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lois: "Aren't you a little fat to be a stormtrooper?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chris: "Well, stay here and rot, you stuck up bitch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7505127174221229044?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7505127174221229044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7505127174221229044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7505127174221229044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7505127174221229044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wanna-be-republic-attack-gunship.html' title='I wanna be a Republic Attack Gunship pilot when I grow up!'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-5SkfH-Pkw/R9f6kO2LT-I/AAAAAAAAAAk/r80r6V8vqFo/s72-c/300pxRepublicGunship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-5931128859792601738</id><published>2008-03-03T13:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T14:00:21.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First BOB deal</title><content type='html'>Twenty dollars poorer... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two games richer! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star Wars: Battlefront&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Matrix: Path of Neo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a nice guy that seller was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smileys are so gay...... 8c )3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's supposed to look like Peter Griffin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5931128859792601738?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5931128859792601738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5931128859792601738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5931128859792601738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5931128859792601738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-bob-deal.html' title='First BOB deal'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4801632039369694112</id><published>2008-02-23T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T21:04:34.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningless</title><content type='html'>It's come to the point where I turn on the computer, and I don't know what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will take the Polytechnic  path with me after I finish NS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lead a very sad and lonely and loser-y life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4801632039369694112?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4801632039369694112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4801632039369694112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4801632039369694112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4801632039369694112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/02/meaningless.html' title='Meaningless'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-70991418948284174</id><published>2008-02-12T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T17:23:34.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first encounter with the Ghost Rider</title><content type='html'>This is how I fell in love with the Ghost Rider(comic version, not the gay movie version).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hx8ob0BAkOs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hx8ob0BAkOs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was from an episode of the 1994 Fantastic Four animated television series. That version of Ghost Rider is Danny Ketch, not Johnny Blaze, but I guess it doesn't really matter now that Johnny Blaze also has the Penance Stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh hey, Galactus is coming to digest our planet. Should we call the Fantastic Four?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, we'll just get that skeleton dude on the cool fiery motorcycle. Galactus'll pee in his blue-and-pink pants."&lt;br /&gt;"You know, probably only us humans see him in that gay armour. Different species see him as something different."&lt;br /&gt;"Why? Does he change his appearance each time he goes to a different planet?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, he's so powerful, he's, like, not even physical, man. That pink giant we see is just a physical representation of his awesomeness. He's so complex, we couldn't possibly comprehend his true form."&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, that's pretty cool, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, you gotta respect that kind of power."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, well, here comes the skeleton dude."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Damn, that's a huge puddle of piss."&lt;br /&gt;"Pity the janitor who'll have to clean that up."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-70991418948284174?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/70991418948284174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=70991418948284174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/70991418948284174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/70991418948284174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-first-encounter-with-ghost-rider.html' title='My first encounter with the Ghost Rider'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7037152397941041459</id><published>2008-02-08T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:46:12.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encounter with the Devil's son during Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>Going through Chinese New Year as a non-student is pretty weird to me. It used to be going to school everyday and anticipating the upcoming holidays for Chinese New Year, but since it's been holidays for me everyday, it feels more like a period of time when I am forced to get out of the house to visit people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday my family went to my father's father's sister's husband's house(do you call that person your granduncle?) and I swear I met the son of Satan. You see, for the past few years I started this habit of going upstairs to this vacant room and playing an old Sony Playstation inside while the rest of the adults are busy gambling downstairs(I've stopped gambling since about five years ago, for some reason which I don't quite know myself). Recently some kids have started appearing as well and they tend to play with the toys in the same room as the Playstation(which kinda pisses me off, but I'm a nice guy), but this year there were these two sisters who were in the room a little earlier than I expected and they were sitting on the floor right in the center of the room, so I didn't wanna intrude. They were building something with a bunch of Duplo blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I had no choice but to stay downstairs and sulk, but after a while, the moment I realized that all the little kids were downstairs(which meant that no one was upstairs), I dashed up and switched on the television. I noticed the structure that the girls had built and started wondering what it was supposed to resemble, when two boys appeared. I looked away from them, focussed my eyes on the TV and started thinking "oh crap, please don't start kicking the fat dude for fun".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, as I turned once to look at them, one of the boys picked up the structure and yelled in a high-pitched demonic voice,"you see this? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU SEE THIS?!&lt;/span&gt;" before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smashing&lt;/span&gt; it onto the ground and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stomping&lt;/span&gt; on it, causing it to shatter back into the individual basic building blocks that it was created with. Then he said to the other kid "let's go down" and they dashed down as swiftly as the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the girls came up and saw me sitting next to their broken masterpiece, they were sure to blame me for it. I switched off the TV and walked down the stairs as quickly as I could while trying to maintain a casual look as though nothing had happened upstairs. My heart was beating so fast, like a hyperactive gerbil tied up in a little sack. There I saw the destructive individual who tried to frame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he looked so innocent and all, but deep inside, I am so sure he is constructed out of pure evil astral energy, and the other boy who was beside him is his familiar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7037152397941041459?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7037152397941041459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7037152397941041459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7037152397941041459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7037152397941041459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/02/encounter-with-devils-son-during.html' title='Encounter with the Devil&apos;s son during Chinese New Year'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-3829298406970632787</id><published>2008-01-20T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:52:46.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promised Land - Avantasia</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/oSBnWzQKTu/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/oSBnWzQKTu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey redeemer&lt;br /&gt;Now what's become on me&lt;br /&gt;Taken in by promise&lt;br /&gt;Awakening in grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collecting us like puppets&lt;br /&gt;You instrumentalize&lt;br /&gt;A frigid trepidation&lt;br /&gt;In a million puppet eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave his word just to let us down&lt;br /&gt;Where is he now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been facing heaven&lt;br /&gt;You were lost to left alone&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome to my home and&lt;br /&gt;Found another heaven&lt;br /&gt;It was you who took my hand&lt;br /&gt;Come into the promised land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scratch my back and I scratch yours&lt;br /&gt;It's you who makes decisions&lt;br /&gt;Just open up the doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whining in the gutter&lt;br /&gt;They forget their sanctity&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my clockwork&lt;br /&gt;Vanity machinery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave your word&lt;br /&gt;You let me down&lt;br /&gt;What am I now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been facing heaven&lt;br /&gt;You were lost to left alone&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome to my home and&lt;br /&gt;Found another heaven&lt;br /&gt;It was you who took my hand&lt;br /&gt;Come into the promised land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh as far as the eye can see&lt;br /&gt;They're bent in submission&lt;br /&gt;Empty inside&lt;br /&gt;An army of scarecrows like me&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of broken dreams&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of tragedies&lt;br /&gt;Tried to run from their destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like moths to a flame&lt;br /&gt;Driven by vanity&lt;br /&gt;They've been off to Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;Chasing a dream&lt;br /&gt;Calling on me&lt;br /&gt;Just trading in needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been facing heaven&lt;br /&gt;You were lost to left alone&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome to my home and&lt;br /&gt;Found another heaven&lt;br /&gt;It was you who took my hand&lt;br /&gt;Come into the promised land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been facing heaven&lt;br /&gt;You were lost to left alone&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome to my home&lt;br /&gt;Found another heaven&lt;br /&gt;It was you who took my hand&lt;br /&gt;Come into the promised land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with the family together with my uncle and grandmother at Pizza Hut. There was this waitress who, to me, was really beautiful. Think she's Malay, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3829298406970632787?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3829298406970632787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3829298406970632787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3829298406970632787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3829298406970632787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/01/promised-land-avantasia.html' title='Promised Land - Avantasia'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-531095339266642421</id><published>2008-01-17T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:44:25.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are my grandjuniors?</title><content type='html'>I've gone for 3 band practices this year since my retirement and have seen no j1 French Horn players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How disappointing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-531095339266642421?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/531095339266642421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=531095339266642421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/531095339266642421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/531095339266642421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-are-my-grandjuniors.html' title='Where are my grandjuniors?'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-3250454698080520918</id><published>2008-01-01T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:21:32.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown at the Esplanade</title><content type='html'>Yes. I was there. The top-half-of-a-face that pops up at the fourteenth second belongs to my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3HiaCXMQHFA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3HiaCXMQHFA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3250454698080520918?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3250454698080520918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3250454698080520918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3250454698080520918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3250454698080520918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2008/01/countdown-at-esplanade.html' title='Countdown at the Esplanade'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-3343955836584614618</id><published>2007-12-13T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:05:17.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangover</title><content type='html'>No, I don't drink. After a whole day of band, Raphael and I met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yaofeng&lt;/span&gt; and we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Komar's&lt;/span&gt; house for his party. Knew none of the people there, the tables had nothing but alcoholic drinks left, and most of them left about fifteen minutes after we arrived, so it wasn't really a party for me at all. I did have a glass of milk and some cake, though. It was getting late, so we decided to &lt;em&gt;hang over&lt;/em&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Komar's&lt;/span&gt; house for the night(hence the title; &lt;strong&gt;I know that's not how the term is used&lt;/strong&gt;), together with two other guys(another one of them did stay for a while longer, but he left soon after).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soccer match was to be shown in about two hours from then, so the guys started having a very educational discussion regarding how to pick up ladies at the club. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yaofeng&lt;/span&gt; and I didn't really think the topics discussed really involved us, so we merely listened but didn't talk. Halfway through, I even played a Star Wars DVD to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time came, one of the guys left and the match started. I watched my first match in a very long time. Manchester United versus A.S. Roma. Was pretty exciting, and when Dong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fangzhuo&lt;/span&gt; was sent in, it just got kinda funny when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yaofeng&lt;/span&gt; and Raphael started making fun of the only Chinese player in the match. After the match, we switched off the lights and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun was barely up in the sky, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Komar's&lt;/span&gt; dog woke us up with its constant barking. The great resonance of the house didn't really help matters much. The maid took it out for a walk and we resumed our slumber. After that, we took off and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Yaofeng&lt;/span&gt; and I headed home. I skipped today's sectionals. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Heheh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3343955836584614618?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3343955836584614618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3343955836584614618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3343955836584614618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3343955836584614618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/12/hangover.html' title='Hangover'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-5957989584869735771</id><published>2007-12-07T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T01:09:46.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gaming Hermit</title><content type='html'>Well, staying at home all day playing old games and rarely leaving the house except for band practices is fun and all, but life is getting a wee bit monotonous and my social life is down in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crapholes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this supposed to be a cause for concern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need for something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;retardedly&lt;/span&gt; exciting to be in my life, be it something that happens to me, or something that I do myself. A &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"spark"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;of some sort, that would make me feel a little less pathetic than I do right now(not in a loser &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; sort of way, but in a realistic sort of way). Kinda thought post prom would do the trick, but it turned out to be just plain retarded, not exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, on a quest in search for this Spark. The thing is, I'm not going anywhere physically to find it. This whole thing is happening in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling? Nah, I hate going to new places. Leading the life of a Playboy? Well, from my careful calculations, the chances of that successfully happening are about 12.5623 to 0(Don't ask me how I ended up with these results. The theories involved are so complicated that attempting to understand them would make your head &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;asplode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well. More solitary bus rides home will (hopefully) help me find the answers to my questions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games being played most often right now:&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars Galactic Battlegrounds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Deus&lt;/span&gt; Ex *bow* and occasionally,&lt;br /&gt;Claw, though I'm stuck at repeatedly trying to complete Level 10 without dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Brandon lent me his acoustic guitar, so I can break away from the computer once in a while to carry on honing my non-existent guitar skills. Got really huge and painful blisters on my fingers and finding it pretty difficult to type this entry right now(at least for my left hand).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band practice tomorrow. I'm gonna be out for (insert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tarun's&lt;/span&gt; voice, complete with Indian accent) "THE WHOLE DAY!!!" due to both main band and alumni practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they release the teaser for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Deus&lt;/span&gt; Ex 3 so soon when the game will only be released in 2009? To make fans die from anticipation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5957989584869735771?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5957989584869735771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5957989584869735771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5957989584869735771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5957989584869735771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/12/gaming-hermit.html' title='The Gaming Hermit'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4655903209578595356</id><published>2007-11-28T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T18:07:45.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Grad Night Party</title><content type='html'>As big a mistake as it was a joke. Which was really big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should've stayed home and played Deus Ex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4655903209578595356?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4655903209578595356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4655903209578595356' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4655903209578595356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4655903209578595356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/11/post-grad-night-party.html' title='Post Grad Night Party'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-8273394165293781778</id><published>2007-11-19T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T15:27:07.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarface!</title><content type='html'>Yes I've finally finished downloading Scarface. Time to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf it's in German.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-8273394165293781778?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/8273394165293781778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=8273394165293781778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8273394165293781778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8273394165293781778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/11/scarface.html' title='Scarface!'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-6466530851955497979</id><published>2007-11-18T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:37:02.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monty Python and the Holy Grail clips</title><content type='html'>Here are some clips from the great film, Monty Python and the Holy Grail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one revolves around politics, with subs included for those (myself included) who can't make out the long string of political terms the peasant yells out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Xd_zkMEgkI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Xd_zkMEgkI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the Black Knight. Who could forget him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2eMkth8FWno&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2eMkth8FWno&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the scene where they find out ways to tell if a woman is a witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yp_l5ntikaU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yp_l5ntikaU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6466530851955497979?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6466530851955497979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6466530851955497979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6466530851955497979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6466530851955497979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/11/monty-python-and-holy-grail-clips.html' title='Monty Python and the Holy Grail clips'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-1210706566654671572</id><published>2007-11-12T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:55:50.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride - Shaaman feat. Tobias Sammet</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/8W6GGY46oq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/8W6GGY46oq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somedays I wish to run away&lt;br /&gt;Fall in the world and stray,&lt;br /&gt;My life is turning, turning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when there's nowhere else to go&lt;br /&gt;Pray to the Lord, my soul,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is burning, burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You betray yourself&lt;br /&gt;When you think&lt;br /&gt;That you're someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll understand my dreams&lt;br /&gt;So deep inside&lt;br /&gt;And then I'm free again to leave&lt;br /&gt;The pain behind&lt;br /&gt;Right here in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Feelings I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm gone away with nothing&lt;br /&gt;But my pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somedays I wish to run away&lt;br /&gt;Fall in the world and stray,&lt;br /&gt;My life is turning, turning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when there's nowhere else to go&lt;br /&gt;Pray to the Lord, my soul,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is burning, burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You forgive yourself&lt;br /&gt;When you know&lt;br /&gt;That you're someone else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll understand my dreams&lt;br /&gt;So deep inside&lt;br /&gt;And then I'm free again to leave&lt;br /&gt;The pain behind&lt;br /&gt;Right here in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Feelings I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm gone away with nothing&lt;br /&gt;But my pride&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1210706566654671572?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1210706566654671572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1210706566654671572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1210706566654671572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1210706566654671572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/11/pride-shaaman-feat-tobias-sammet.html' title='Pride - Shaaman feat. Tobias Sammet'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-9216003249086374734</id><published>2007-11-03T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T14:24:32.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halfway House</title><content type='html'>So I've finished about half of my papers. Feels like half my arse has been blown away. Watch out, people around me. You might get a giant piece of fat arse on your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-9216003249086374734?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/9216003249086374734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=9216003249086374734' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/9216003249086374734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/9216003249086374734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/11/halfway-house.html' title='Halfway House'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-6615798093917928169</id><published>2007-10-22T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T00:26:54.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hock Lu's birthday</title><content type='html'>Went for GP and Computing lesson this morning. My morning was ruined by some arsehole rodent who couldn't answer a &lt;em&gt;ridiculously &lt;/em&gt;simple yes/no question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least in the afternoon I got to study with some others and my day brightened up a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Hock Lu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6615798093917928169?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6615798093917928169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6615798093917928169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6615798093917928169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6615798093917928169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/10/hock-lus-birthday.html' title='Hock Lu&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-6620051267802796220</id><published>2007-10-11T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:43:38.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>Looking at the things that have been happening around me, I realized I might be suffering from some fifth-almost-near-to-quarter-but-not-quite-there-yet-life crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for NS next year and having all those tall and fit guys own me in every physical aspect is just gonna make things worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6620051267802796220?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6620051267802796220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6620051267802796220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6620051267802796220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6620051267802796220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/10/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-8592630980802676101</id><published>2007-10-08T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T17:07:01.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring home a god</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cpQ-RDiVPoY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cpQ-RDiVPoY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qy_SzoMW1Yk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qy_SzoMW1Yk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-8592630980802676101?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/8592630980802676101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=8592630980802676101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8592630980802676101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/8592630980802676101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/10/bring-home-god.html' title='Bring home a god'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-2677202878865822077</id><published>2007-10-07T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:38:35.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Know Much - Linda Ronstadt &amp; Aaron Neville</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Mwe7mpSgps/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Mwe7mpSgps/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this face&lt;br /&gt;I know the years are showin'&lt;br /&gt;Look at this life&lt;br /&gt;I still dont know where its goin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;And that may be&lt;br /&gt;All I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these eyes&lt;br /&gt;They never seen what mattered&lt;br /&gt;Look at these dreams&lt;br /&gt;So beaten and so battered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;And that may be&lt;br /&gt;All I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions&lt;br /&gt;Still left unanswered&lt;br /&gt;So much&lt;br /&gt;Ive never broken through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I feel you near me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I see so clearly&lt;br /&gt;The only truth Ive ever known&lt;br /&gt;Is me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this man&lt;br /&gt;So blessed with inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Look at this soul&lt;br /&gt;Still searching for salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;And that may be&lt;br /&gt;All I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;That may be&lt;br /&gt;All I need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you&lt;br /&gt;That may be&lt;br /&gt;All there is to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radius of my twin jewels are shrinking at an exponential rate each time I put up these gay posts, but at least the song is nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-2677202878865822077?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-2076702619068873930</id><published>2007-10-02T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T16:06:17.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Where We Belong - Joe Cocker and Jennifer Warnes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/XLpqYPYnJq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/XLpqYPYnJq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_NTqWmL-zP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_NTqWmL-zP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;In a world, few hearts survive&lt;br /&gt;All I know, is the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;When it’s real, I keep my pray alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is long&lt;br /&gt;There are mountains in our way&lt;br /&gt;But we climb a step every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong&lt;br /&gt;Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong&lt;br /&gt;Far from the world we know&lt;br /&gt;Up where the clear winds blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some hang on to "used-to-be"&lt;br /&gt;Live their lives looking behind&lt;br /&gt;All we have is here and now&lt;br /&gt;All our lives, out there to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is long&lt;br /&gt;There are mountains in our way&lt;br /&gt;But we climb a step every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong&lt;br /&gt;Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong&lt;br /&gt;Far from the world we know&lt;br /&gt;Up where the clear winds blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by&lt;br /&gt;No time to cry&lt;br /&gt;Life’s you and I, alive, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong&lt;br /&gt;Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong&lt;br /&gt;Far from the world we know&lt;br /&gt;Up where the clear winds blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong&lt;br /&gt;Where the eagles cry, on a mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Love lift us up where we belong&lt;br /&gt;Far from the world we know&lt;br /&gt;Up where the clear winds blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. I listen to pop ballads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-2076702619068873930?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/2076702619068873930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=2076702619068873930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2076702619068873930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/2076702619068873930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/10/up-where-we-belong-joe-cocker-and.html' title='Up Where We Belong - Joe Cocker and Jennifer Warnes'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-3831152720763296632</id><published>2007-09-24T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T23:48:37.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't get any cooler than this</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Battle scenes from 300&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X3nDDFzIuR0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f6HkW-kGZQk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3831152720763296632?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3831152720763296632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3831152720763296632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3831152720763296632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3831152720763296632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-doesnt-get-any-cooler-than-this.html' title='It doesn&apos;t get any cooler than this'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-3744448560832666090</id><published>2007-09-23T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:33:31.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Home Chicago - Buddy Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lbLuBZrWm-M" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do these people even jam before performing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3744448560832666090?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3744448560832666090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3744448560832666090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3744448560832666090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3744448560832666090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/09/buddy-guy-sweet-home-chicago.html' title='Sweet Home Chicago - Buddy Guy'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7346605659405461612</id><published>2007-09-07T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:32:59.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oriana's Wrath - Aina</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0t2_j0iNWr/aus=false" name="movie"/&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"/&gt;&lt;embed width="300" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0t2_j0iNWr/aus=false" height="80" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Oriana: Sass Jordan]&lt;br /&gt;[Syrius: Marko Hietala]&lt;br /&gt;[Sorvahr: Thomas Rettke]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;[Oriana &amp;amp; Aina Choir:]&lt;br /&gt;Today we ride!&lt;br /&gt;Today all wrath abides!&lt;br /&gt;We ride to win!&lt;br /&gt;We won't give in&lt;br /&gt;We define the meaning of victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Syrius &amp;amp; Krakhon Choir:]&lt;br /&gt;Today we ride!&lt;br /&gt;Today all wrath abides!&lt;br /&gt;We ride to win!&lt;br /&gt;We won't give in&lt;br /&gt;We define the meaning of victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Syrius:]&lt;br /&gt;Halt! My fighters,&lt;br /&gt;But who is that there?&lt;br /&gt;At the defensive line rides&lt;br /&gt;A maiden so fair&lt;br /&gt;But, no, it can't be!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is she!&lt;br /&gt;Do not charge ahead&lt;br /&gt;There rides my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Oriana:]&lt;br /&gt;Halt! My people,&lt;br /&gt;But what is this now?&lt;br /&gt;At the offensive line rides&lt;br /&gt;A face that I know&lt;br /&gt;But, no, it can't be!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, it is he!&lt;br /&gt;He holds up his hand&lt;br /&gt;And calls my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, it is Syrius&lt;br /&gt;The Son of the wicked Sorvahr&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will see&lt;br /&gt;Soon you'll agree&lt;br /&gt;He's not as you would think Him to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sorvahr:]&lt;br /&gt;My son, how dare you disobey me!&lt;br /&gt;I sent you to destroy&lt;br /&gt;Not to make peace!&lt;br /&gt;I cast you down from the throne&lt;br /&gt;Renounce your name as my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're truly a son of a bitch&lt;br /&gt;I have no use for you&lt;br /&gt;Now die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Oriana:]&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no&lt;br /&gt;Please, no...&lt;br /&gt;This has gone too far&lt;br /&gt;I have had enough!&lt;br /&gt;You have made us bleed&lt;br /&gt;All our world a ruin&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Now see how it feels&lt;br /&gt;I cast you down from your throne&lt;br /&gt;Renounce your name ever known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You nasty, sick son of a bitch&lt;br /&gt;I've no use for you&lt;br /&gt;No pity for you&lt;br /&gt;Your reigning is through&lt;br /&gt;Now die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said that women can't play a role in power/progressive metal? Well, actually no one did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7346605659405461612?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7346605659405461612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7346605659405461612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7346605659405461612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7346605659405461612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/09/orianas-wrath.html' title='Oriana&apos;s Wrath - Aina'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-6351668356887894079</id><published>2007-09-01T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T17:51:12.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaaman videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oCmAKkJT1Js" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The drummer makes funny faces&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCtqWbgPG6Y" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's really cool to see a guy play a solo and when he suddenly starts playing something familiar, everyone starts cheering real loudly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sthn8wSKrJM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and check out this video by Dream Theater. As in really click on the video to go to the actual YouTube URL to see all the comments. Seems like this song has some really strong opinions for and against it. Some of them are priceless. Seriously, it's like a freakin' debate club practice inside there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6351668356887894079?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6351668356887894079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6351668356887894079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6351668356887894079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6351668356887894079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/09/shaaman-guitar-and-drum-solos.html' title='Shaaman videos'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-1261077316027114026</id><published>2007-08-31T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:26:16.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's Day celebration</title><content type='html'>Well there was the Teacher's Day celebration today. Preferred last year's one 'cause the performances for this year were not as good as those of last year's, (maybe except for the dance item, but I can't appreciate dance for nuts, and then there's also that damn hip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; guy who creeps the crap out of me) and the performances by the girls were pretty much dominating those of the guys, just by playing acoustic songs, and there's one of them (whose privacy I shall respect by not mentioning her name) who sang really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went back to class to draw some of my really dumb trademark cartoons. The class was discussing about giving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yaofeng&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;taupok&lt;/span&gt; 'cause it's his birthday today, but I wasn't interested since I don't enjoy participating in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;taupoks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came along my juniors who brought me a belated birthday present. It was a metallic rectangular pencil case with a big black bold "&lt;strong&gt;PENCILS&lt;/strong&gt;" on it, (I know the effect of &lt;strong&gt;bolding&lt;/strong&gt; the word doesn't emphasize the "black" part 'cause the text is white) with stationery and messages from them both. I'm not really into gifts that you can't eat, but it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that a group of us went to Far East so that some of us (excluding me) could have lunch before going splitting up into two groups and going our seperate ways. Aaron, Daniel, Faeliq, Huitian, Shern Way and I went to Paradiz for a "jam session". It wasn't really a jam session, though. The guys were just playing random stuff they could think up (including the super-cool techno hit, "Butterfly") and Huitian and I were just sitting there doing nothing. I couldn't really participate 'cause the guys didn't prepare any song to play together. (blardy hell waste my time. Next time haven't learn "A Change of Seasons" don't come talk to me hahas lolx jkjk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one hour of going deaf, we went to the comics shop at Park Lane so that I could check out any comics that would spark my interest. I bought a Deadpool/GLI crossover 'cause, well there's Deadpool in it, and also 'cause it's a one-shot, so there's no series to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping some scenes, Aaron, Huitian and I went to watch "Evan Almighty" at Cathay, (OMG he went to watch a movie!!!!1!!1!eleven!!) while Shern Way and Daniel headed home. I don't know where Faeliq went. The story was pretty shallow but it was enjoyable overall I guess. Then we went to Bras Basah and checked out guitars. Huitian headed home, but then some people from the other group came to meet us, and we hung out for quite a while before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this post is pretty long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-1261077316027114026?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/1261077316027114026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=1261077316027114026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1261077316027114026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/1261077316027114026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/08/teachers-day-celebration.html' title='Teacher&apos;s Day celebration'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-4890114928706581315</id><published>2007-08-26T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T01:38:32.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Pants: Enchilada Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NuQ5eY7KYM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's Steve Burns, the hot guy from Blue's Clues. Didn't know he was that good at acting. He's even recorded a couple of his own albums. Not exactly the usual stuff I listen to but still pretty cool. I mean, it's Steve Burns, man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man, was that date rough. Many times have I had to crap in public toilets while eating out, but nothing this rough has happened to me before, (except in primary school. Shut up, Aaron) hope this kinda "crap" (lame pun intended) doesn't happen to me on my first date, if I ever have a date.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4890114928706581315?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4890114928706581315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4890114928706581315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4890114928706581315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4890114928706581315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/08/hot-pants-enchilada-surprise.html' title='Hot Pants: Enchilada Surprise'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-6654463766367459973</id><published>2007-08-25T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T01:47:02.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes revisited</title><content type='html'>I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a better range and tone in French Horn and singing&lt;br /&gt;- an mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;- to stop being called a particular four-letter pejorative term that starts with "s" and ends with "t" on a regular basis. It was fun at first but it's getting &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; old. Most people don't do this to me except for one particular rodent-face whose only talent seems to be to annoy and/or stalk people, and he didn't even invent the idea.&lt;br /&gt;- and a particular something to happen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6654463766367459973?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6654463766367459973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6654463766367459973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6654463766367459973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6654463766367459973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/08/wishes-revisited.html' title='Wishes revisited'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-4323262584855281579</id><published>2007-08-12T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:12:09.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadpool quotes</title><content type='html'>Here are some cool quotes by Deadpool in the great game, &lt;strong&gt;Marvel: Ultimate Alliance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what he says in the training simulator. Try guessing the characters he's spoofing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The day my father Odin banished me from Asgard, I was bitten by a vampire and had radioactive waste dumped into my eyes. To make matters worse, my mutant ability to control weather activated just as I was hit by a blast of gamma radiation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thor, Blade, Daredevil, Storm, Hulk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's when he meets Edwin Jarvis, Ironman's butler, for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarvis: "A good day to you, sir. My name is Edwin Jarvis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadpool: "Hello, good citizen. I'm... Captain America! You don't have to salute if you don't want to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know Captain America, sir, and you are no Captain America."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All righty then. I'm Thor! You might wanna kneel in my presence... I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; the God of Thunder, you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, you must be the 'Deadpool' character I was warned about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a conversation with his old partner, Weasel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadpool: "Weasel, old buddy! I haven't seen you in weeks. Where've you been hiding?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weasel: "In the hospital. You stabbed me in the leg, remember?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah, that's right. But I had to... you were trying to eat the last cheesy puff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was my bag of cheesy puffs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, that's not how I remember it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, an opening dialogue with Black Widow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Widow: "Hello, Deadpool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadpool: "Black Widow. I feel we've known each other long enough that I can ask you... are you putting on weight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily one of the coolest characters in the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4323262584855281579?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4323262584855281579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4323262584855281579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4323262584855281579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4323262584855281579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/08/deadpool-quotes.html' title='Deadpool quotes'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-7568248708811106319</id><published>2007-08-09T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:32:28.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign of the Cross/Pride - Shaaman</title><content type='html'>Featuring Mr Tobias Sammet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZiTk1jxlRA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blardy Europeans so pro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, but only Tobias is European.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, never mind. Power metal rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a dream where I took up smoking and couldn't stop. Not sure how smoking makes one feel better, but in my dream, whenever I took a puff, I saw cute cartoons floating around me for about five seconds, which was pretty cool. Maybe it was marijuana rather than tobacco inside that cigarette.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-7568248708811106319?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/7568248708811106319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=7568248708811106319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7568248708811106319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/7568248708811106319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/08/shaaman-sign-of-crosspride.html' title='Sign of the Cross/Pride - Shaaman'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-262834814531063118</id><published>2007-08-06T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:50:43.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Push - Dio</title><content type='html'>Featuring Tenacious D with their own version of Heaven and Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dt4RWr7c_nU" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, Dio. He looks like he's lived here for eternity, but is still rocking like there's no tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-262834814531063118?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/262834814531063118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=262834814531063118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/262834814531063118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/262834814531063118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/08/dio-push.html' title='Push - Dio'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-6721200574261765725</id><published>2007-08-05T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:31:29.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Japan ~Our Time is Now~ - TMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/m/LGZLxPyn9a/aus=false/" name="movie"/&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"/&gt;&lt;embed width="300" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/LGZLxPyn9a/aus=false/" height="80" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the Land&lt;br /&gt;There's a child at play&lt;br /&gt;He's believing, dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Spirit of the nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rising from the sun&lt;br /&gt;There's a mountain high&lt;br /&gt;The power, glory&lt;br /&gt;From the heart of the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes all&lt;br /&gt;Blazing into battle&lt;br /&gt;Hear the call&lt;br /&gt;Bringing it home is all that really matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying through the sky on the wings of golden angels&lt;br /&gt;Shooting for the stars&lt;br /&gt;The night comes alive&lt;br /&gt;Take me to place with the eyes of the world upon us&lt;br /&gt;Waking up the fire&lt;br /&gt;Saving the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the Sacred Ground&lt;br /&gt;Oh Japan our time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's gotta give&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lightning in a bottle&lt;br /&gt;Between the action, passion&lt;br /&gt;I won't be stuck in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing from the clouds&lt;br /&gt;With a torch held high&lt;br /&gt;The power, glory&lt;br /&gt;From the heart of the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes all&lt;br /&gt;Light the rings of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Hear the call&lt;br /&gt;Giving us all a voice and a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying through the sky on the wings of golden angels&lt;br /&gt;Shooting for the stars&lt;br /&gt;The night comes alive&lt;br /&gt;Take me to place with the eyes of the world upon us&lt;br /&gt;Waking up the fire&lt;br /&gt;Saving the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the Sacred Ground&lt;br /&gt;Oh Japan our time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Guitar solo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes all&lt;br /&gt;Light the rings of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Hear the call&lt;br /&gt;Giving us all a voice and a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying through the sky on the wings of golden angels&lt;br /&gt;Shooting for the stars&lt;br /&gt;The night comes alive&lt;br /&gt;Take me to place with the eyes of the world upon us&lt;br /&gt;Waking up the fire&lt;br /&gt;Saving of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the Sacred Ground&lt;br /&gt;Oh Japan our time is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the Land&lt;br /&gt;There's a child at play&lt;br /&gt;Believing, dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Spirit of the nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep having weird dreams...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-6721200574261765725?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/6721200574261765725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=6721200574261765725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6721200574261765725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/6721200574261765725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/08/sleep.html' title='Oh Japan ~Our Time is Now~ - TMG'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-10598614.post-5925338010320654831</id><published>2007-07-28T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T17:50:27.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Can two people who lead lives which are total opposites of each other's fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something that I thought about after last night's dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-5925338010320654831?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/5925338010320654831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=5925338010320654831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5925338010320654831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/5925338010320654831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-3633880308169381397</id><published>2007-07-05T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T01:14:53.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken soup for the vertically challenged soul</title><content type='html'>Band practice today was pretty cool. Played Japanese Graffiti XI again, and it was fun watching Raphael spazzing out as he played his solo. Huitian added a cowbell part that was not in the score, and Sir even requested that she play louder(I almost typed "louser"). Argh, I'm feeling so damned jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we went to Toa Payoh and I was given some leftovers to scavenge, and the biggest contributor was Lilian so I promised to give her some of my Bubble Tea. Totally forgot about it soon after and finished the whole damned cup, and was reminded by her too late. Argh, I'm feeling so damned guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, there's always the next visit to Toa Payoh to settle the debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I saw this huge pot of chicken soup with lots of herbs and other random sh*t inside, which my father had my maid brew for me, 'cause he was told by our relative that it would assist me in my never-ending quest to hit the 1.7m mark. Well, first I would have to complete the never-ending quest to hit the 1.6m mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's pretty overwhelming to see that pot of soup. One whole pot of soup with a whole chicken inside meant only for me to consume. Luckily my father said I only had to drink the soup, which I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-3633880308169381397?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/3633880308169381397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=3633880308169381397' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3633880308169381397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/3633880308169381397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/07/chicken-soup-for-vertically-challenged.html' title='Chicken soup for the vertically challenged soul'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598614.post-4998638894009492391</id><published>2007-06-12T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:07:15.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It takes 25 minerals and 75 vespene gas to build an observer</title><content type='html'>Things are starting to get a little interesting in cjcsb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the same time, pretty difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10598614-4998638894009492391?l=crappyass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/feeds/4998638894009492391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10598614&amp;postID=4998638894009492391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4998638894009492391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10598614/posts/default/4998638894009492391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappyass.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-takes-25-minerals-and-75-vespene-gas.html' title='It takes 25 minerals and 75 vespene gas to build an observer'/><author><name>The Scavenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03407138410988989268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
