<?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-14899262</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:38:55.840+08:00</updated><category term='gashaus 16th'/><category term='homeclub 17th'/><category term='gig'/><category term='megahollytron spinning'/><category term='eat my fucking skippy'/><category term='yup.'/><category term='aaaaahhhhhh'/><category term='trella'/><category term='scooters'/><title type='text'>jklop: where it hits the spot, or doesn't.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-990313979195560376</id><published>2009-01-16T13:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:43:39.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss the old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-990313979195560376?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/990313979195560376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=990313979195560376&amp;isPopup=true' title='71 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/990313979195560376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/990313979195560376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#990313979195560376' title=''/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>71</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4915797386583126264</id><published>2008-08-04T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:10:01.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye blogger</title><content type='html'>alright, bye blogger.com .. i'm getting into the livejournal loop now..&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be posting at &lt;a href="http://bongjklop.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bongjklop.livejournal.com  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from now on.. yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally gave in! blogger's very old school... but it'll still be here for keeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trella has new songs to play,&lt;br /&gt;and i have new shoes to walk in,&lt;br /&gt;so i needed a new lj to post in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay.. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4915797386583126264?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4915797386583126264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4915797386583126264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4915797386583126264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4915797386583126264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4915797386583126264' title='bye blogger'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6814626922452855657</id><published>2008-07-27T11:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T11:54:15.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopeful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i like how whatever happens,&lt;br /&gt;i still have my music, and four awesome brothers to share that with.&lt;br /&gt;i like how even though i may have possibly set myself up for the greatest fall ever,&lt;br /&gt;i have more than just myself to rely on.&lt;br /&gt;i like how i know that i'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;i like how ive learnt to fully let go of the things i cannot control.&lt;br /&gt;i like how ive learnt to smile at the most fucked up things.&lt;br /&gt;even if it's painful.&lt;br /&gt;cause you need the pain for there to be happiness.&lt;br /&gt;like how you need the silence for there to be sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i say that you're my gravity,&lt;br /&gt;i hope you fully grasp that.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know how scary it is,&lt;br /&gt;how vulnerable i am,&lt;br /&gt;but also how incredibly sure of myself i am this time.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope this would eventually amount to something.&lt;br /&gt;cause hope is just about all i have for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"we dont want to hope so much, but we hope FULLY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Silhouette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(which is retarded but kinda true, right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6814626922452855657?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6814626922452855657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6814626922452855657&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6814626922452855657'/><link rel='self' 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value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r6Ee9mW9IG8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4419227909481892237?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4419227909481892237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4419227909481892237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4419227909481892237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4419227909481892237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#4419227909481892237' title='the intangible :)'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-14899262.post-8425712457577341984</id><published>2008-07-20T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T02:07:58.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>thank you everyone,&lt;br /&gt;my weekend was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;saturday was spent with awesome people&lt;br /&gt;trella has never been this close before,&lt;br /&gt;which is really, awesome,&lt;br /&gt;something no one can take away from us&lt;br /&gt;cause it makes everything so much more meaningful!&lt;br /&gt;and wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt so much from being in this band&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway thank you everyone who has made my weekend wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, sunday's a day to kick back and go to church and slack with my parents in the afternoon, and then go for work in the evening. so yup boring sunday but i think i need that! its nice to settle down and slack. haha, okay byebye im damn tired sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a little faith in me! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8425712457577341984?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8425712457577341984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8425712457577341984&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8425712457577341984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8425712457577341984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8425712457577341984' title='yay'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-3000647919995464787</id><published>2008-07-16T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:27:44.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deathcab ticket</title><content type='html'>anyone wanna buy my deathcab ticket? serious.&lt;br /&gt;drop a comment if you do...&lt;br /&gt;thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-3000647919995464787?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/3000647919995464787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=3000647919995464787&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3000647919995464787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3000647919995464787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3000647919995464787' title='deathcab ticket'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-253251359735080100</id><published>2008-07-16T04:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:35:34.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patience and faith</title><content type='html'>I have nothing much to say except that I am about to walk through a tunnel of which I'm not sure even has a light at the end. not because I have to. because I want to. And I'm very sure of that. I will have patience, and I will have faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the clarity's vague, I will figure this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, Heart;Selfish fucking bites and stings,&lt;br /&gt;and i fucking love it alot.&lt;br /&gt;you will get to hear it when we get to play it,&lt;br /&gt;and that's at weekend trip so,&lt;br /&gt;that's about all I'm looking forward to right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have a little faith in me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-253251359735080100?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/253251359735080100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=253251359735080100&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/253251359735080100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/253251359735080100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#253251359735080100' title='patience and faith'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-14899262.post-5442284017556046635</id><published>2008-07-07T04:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T05:01:31.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the physical and the limitless</title><content type='html'>Imagination,&lt;br /&gt;it's limitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all stuck in this secular, materialistic world,&lt;br /&gt;and we still love it.&lt;br /&gt;but only on the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always seem to want more, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;We all love just getting away,&lt;br /&gt;exploring the unknown,&lt;br /&gt;trying to unlock new channels of the limitless,&lt;br /&gt;trying to unlock new channels of the imagination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're always fascinated by it. Look at the things we come up with, to get us 'out there,' the alcohol, the drugs,&lt;br /&gt;but they're not always bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sad, worldly little bodies cannot take such abuse.&lt;br /&gt;We hurl it out, but then again, it's not really 'we' who does the puking.&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies are trying to tell us, "no, enough, i do not like this, i will die if i get anymore!"&lt;br /&gt;But our minds are telling us just the opposite,&lt;br /&gt;"so what happens next? why don't you just find out! go on!"&lt;br /&gt;Because we are on this high, we forget the physical world and our limitations, we thrive on our imagination, and that's what keeps fascinating us. The limitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't always have to be so negative, though.&lt;br /&gt;As in with the drugs and the alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our physical bodies are limited by its ability,&lt;br /&gt;but what about our minds?&lt;br /&gt;What forces us to train our bodies to perform such tasks that not only fascinate ourselves as individuals, but others as well?&lt;br /&gt;Where did we get those ideas, why do we have that motivation to take some random fragment of imagination you have in your head, and put it to tune?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those tunes,&lt;br /&gt;they are virtually limitless!&lt;br /&gt;I find it absolutely amazing,&lt;br /&gt;how a guitar can have 6 strings, and 22 frets,&lt;br /&gt;and those are your limitations.&lt;br /&gt;But the tunage you can come up with,&lt;br /&gt;those random fragments of your imagination,&lt;br /&gt;which you painstakingly express, using notes or a combination of hits, on the physical, supposedly limited fretboard of the guitar, or cymbals on the drums, or keys on the piano, whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;amazingly,&lt;br /&gt;it's still limitless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I'm so in love with music.&lt;br /&gt;It's like this channel, where the contents of your imagination can just flow, and you can transfer it somehow, and it affects people in one way or another. It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you have these words,&lt;br /&gt;these lyrics,&lt;br /&gt;which turn these contents, originally just random fragments of your own imagination, your own zone of limitless imagination, into something which you can communicate to someone else, something you can share.&lt;br /&gt;It can ruin that fragment though,&lt;br /&gt;Or it can reinforce it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bring to the physical world as we know it, the boundless limits of the human ability to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's what music is to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-5442284017556046635?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/5442284017556046635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=5442284017556046635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5442284017556046635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5442284017556046635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5442284017556046635' title='the physical and the limitless'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-14899262.post-4067075025898887596</id><published>2008-07-06T03:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T05:21:17.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wahlau sian!</title><content type='html'>okay, so you did give me an answer,&lt;br /&gt;too bad it wasnt in my favour.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;life is such la.&lt;br /&gt;wahlau sian.&lt;br /&gt;but such is life la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in due time la.&lt;br /&gt;all in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlau sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot get carried away feeling sorry for myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck sia im getting damn emo and personal on my blog. getting damn singlish also. maciam i talking to you. even though 'you' could be virtually anyone. what if some angmoh dude read my blog. he'll prolly go, what the fuck? gone were the times where i bitched about&lt;br /&gt;1. the way our country is run,&lt;br /&gt;2.school,&lt;br /&gt;3.lack of freedom&lt;br /&gt;and of course,&lt;br /&gt;4.God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and the absence of the discussion of these things on my blog has really taken a toll on my usage of the english language here! that's not very nice. at all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ive drawn too many conclusions for them all. as in the stuff i usually talk about on my blog. or rather, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. our country is simply run the way it is, more power to those who dont give a shit and just carry on doing what they want and actually succeed in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. school is no more. for me la. for now. lol. our education system may be fucked up depending on how you look at things. but you have to admit,  it's more or less fair. if you hate it, well, again i say to you, more power to those who dont give a shit and just carry on doing what they want, and still succeed in it!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. lack of freedom. fuck bitching about freedom la. you create your own freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. God is whoever you want him to be. just have faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;today's quite conclusive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad some conclusions are just wahlau sian.&lt;br /&gt;but that's life la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlau sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4067075025898887596?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4067075025898887596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4067075025898887596&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4067075025898887596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4067075025898887596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#4067075025898887596' title='wahlau sian!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-14899262.post-1024696688677447368</id><published>2008-07-04T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:29:42.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be the stars that dot your own night sky.</title><content type='html'>Stop looking elsewhere, it won't get you anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you, look within,&lt;br /&gt;and ask yourself what YOU want.&lt;br /&gt;Cause ultimately, that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;It will only work if you want it bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;So do you want it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that,&lt;br /&gt;And when you're done,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me hanging here!&lt;br /&gt;I could do this, but not for long.&lt;br /&gt;I could be happy, just waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I really dont know what I'm waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;But I will eventually have to stop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of brutal things you have to just grit your teeth, accept it and go 'SUCH IS LIFE.'&lt;br /&gt;This is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day but, there's always the 'but' and this was it, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;With a capital S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to piah at tomorrow's show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit, it's tomorrow already!&lt;br /&gt;But that's normal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try to sleep early. goodnight internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1024696688677447368?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1024696688677447368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1024696688677447368&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1024696688677447368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1024696688677447368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1024696688677447368' title='be the stars that dot your own night sky.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-14899262.post-8732894211240328730</id><published>2008-07-02T00:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:51.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comments not tags</title><content type='html'>Whao, I actually have readers! God Bless you all!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;decided to get rid of the tagboard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it just refreshes over itself.&lt;br /&gt;Effectively &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;erasing all your old tags,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which kinda sucks, alot.&lt;br /&gt;So from now on, the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;equivalent is a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just scroll down to the end of each post,&lt;br /&gt;and click on comment, and there you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A pop up window will appear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;You and your comment will be much better remembered. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGpjJ3U5pVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/S82quPmLYZ0/s1600-h/MYNAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGpjJ3U5pVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/S82quPmLYZ0/s400/MYNAH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218092139383727442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this mynah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all my friends sia,&lt;br /&gt;thank you everyone, really,&lt;br /&gt;know that you're loved and appreciated alot&lt;br /&gt;cause you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from now on, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;comment, instead of tag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8732894211240328730?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8732894211240328730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8732894211240328730&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8732894211240328730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8732894211240328730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8732894211240328730' title='comments not tags'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGpjJ3U5pVI/AAAAAAAAAH4/S82quPmLYZ0/s72-c/MYNAH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6224659629638194518</id><published>2008-06-25T04:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:52.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no cheat codes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZNuJpBqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qfRiEEPzPRU/s1600-h/isabong21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZNuJpBqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qfRiEEPzPRU/s400/isabong21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215547935733384866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: speechless #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZN4PNkjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qPAuUiNp8lw/s1600-h/isabong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZN4PNkjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qPAuUiNp8lw/s400/isabong1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215547938441105970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: speechless #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZOP7B4jI/AAAAAAAAAHg/s8X_US6pb98/s1600-h/isabong3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZOP7B4jI/AAAAAAAAAHg/s8X_US6pb98/s400/isabong3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215547944798904882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: speechless #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZOJJ9VfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IPwRMJxuMZM/s1600-h/GROUP1130462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZOJJ9VfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IPwRMJxuMZM/s400/GROUP1130462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215547942982473202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Above: speechless #4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZOSUTMkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BULMGYGd6Oc/s1600-h/mathildaAIR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZOSUTMkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BULMGYGd6Oc/s400/mathildaAIR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215547945441768002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above: Mathilda does a 900 with no skateboard, no halfpipe and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;no cheat codes&lt;/span&gt; while watching Plainsunset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathilda teaches us all a lesson here. There are no shortcuts or cheat codes in real life. There is no A-B-UP-DOWN-R1-LEFT-RIGHT-A-B combo. There is only brutal truth, and brutal acceptance. Such is life. And we will go on falling again and again if we don't pick ourselves up, just grit our teeth, and go through everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. All of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I have no idea what Isa Ong has to do with anything here, cept that he's one power gedegah guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" name="Apollo: ~"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6224659629638194518?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6224659629638194518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6224659629638194518&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6224659629638194518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6224659629638194518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6224659629638194518' title='no cheat codes!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/SGFZNuJpBqI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qfRiEEPzPRU/s72-c/isabong21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8852025741853925281</id><published>2008-06-23T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T02:56:36.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>losing faith.</title><content type='html'>Is it really that important to simply do what you want, to follow your dreams, and to not give a shit about what everyone thinks of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has different dreams and different agendas. Which is probably the main reason why the entire world cannot simply live in peace and get along with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that other people's opinions of you do actually matter. It's not about gaining popularity, it's not about gaining fame, it's about giving a shit about other people. In turn, they will give a shit about you.&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, it really is very hard to find that balance, between doing the stuff you want, and doing the stuff people want of you, and refraining from doing the stuff people don't want you to do. You can't have everyone on your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want something really bad, but so many signs tell you not to go ahead, would you still take that chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my personal happiness that important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So important, that I'll risk everything just to get what I want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I don't believe in myself anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So none of this even matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've lost faith in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all we've said and done about having faith in yourself, and living out your dreams no matter what people say or think, I'm really pissed off that such a positive message is actually contributing to my confusion. What the hell is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is not about my band or anything, I'm just slapping a video of our song Faith here for keeps. Because it's meaning is powerful. Because I am too weak to fully embrace this.&lt;br /&gt;When I put my confusion aside though, I really love this song.&lt;br /&gt;I love what it tells people.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way we wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;My current situation just made me question it. But that's all personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this song helps you, anyone out there who needs to have a little faith. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kwQ9iN9HkOI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kwQ9iN9HkOI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: we're not a christian band, we're just talking about faith in general here. the christian line in there just reinforces that. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8852025741853925281?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8852025741853925281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8852025741853925281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8852025741853925281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8852025741853925281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8852025741853925281' title='losing faith.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1717220393427283162</id><published>2008-06-23T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:22:25.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA! I'm a receptionist.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, receptionist/logistics guy/equipment guy/sound guy/small fry.&lt;br /&gt;I like my job.&lt;br /&gt;I like my pay.&lt;br /&gt;I like my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thankful to Razi and Dex for helping me get this job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other than that, I'm just going on, living life and trying really hard to get it right just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty crappy now cause of some stuff, but well yea everyone has their fair share of shit to deal with and I've got mine just like all of you. But I hope that though the clarity's vague, I'll be able to figure this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay byebye.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt even feel like blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Such is life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1717220393427283162?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1717220393427283162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1717220393427283162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1717220393427283162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1717220393427283162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1717220393427283162' title='random'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8590563209259890167</id><published>2008-06-16T06:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:52.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HENCE THE PHRASE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SFgUbDozynI/AAAAAAAAAHI/kEY2IFt6mVE/s1600-h/noice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SFgUbDozynI/AAAAAAAAAHI/kEY2IFt6mVE/s400/noice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212939023746845298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Saturday was POWER GEDEPIAH la.&lt;br /&gt;That's GEDEGAH and PIAH together.&lt;br /&gt;Which is damn POWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HENCE THE PHRASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone who came down to youth park for our show. Even though it feels weird to play there when the sun's still shining (it contributes to the presence of heavy sweatage on the skin) and the sound setup wasn't exactly top notch,  and needless to say, we're all  still very terrible at playing the horrible catastrophes  we call our "songs,"  we still had alot of fun. Saw alot of new faces in the crowd,  which is awesome, familiar faces which is also awesome, and OLD faces which is even more awesome. Miss you guys, thanks so much for coming. It's damn nice to see all our friends in one place, nicely congregating. That was a nice congregation right there. I like that alot, even though I hate large groups and I feel slightly uncomfortable in crowds. I wish we could have that at every show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made the day more fun was that all of us were just hanging out after our set, a few friends had to leave but it was well, one nice group, us, for the most part. Watching Plainsunset and all together. Just hanging out and having a good time together. Which was ownage. I miss that. Even Mathilda was there, bursting with joy cause Sonia brought her, she was nicely flying through the air and bouncing all over the place. Everyone loves Mathilda. Just one sad thing though, I wish Hafiz Smalls was there to enjoy that with us. I hate National Mofo-ing Service. Okay I'll rant about how much I hate NS in another post. There's no room for hate in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had some random interview with this group of people on this project called the WHATLAH! Podcast. It was random, but it was fun cause it was the first time we actually did an interview as a group. We had to say our names one by one, and I said my name was Nicholas, which is 100% true and everyone laughed like fuck so we had to redo that. WHAT THAF. When the podcast is out, it'll prolly be on our myspace so, there you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a meeting with Roland and Ron who are gonna be the producers of the next horrible catastrophe we're doing, which we're gonna call our first album. It's gonna be awesome working with these people cause they care about us and what we want, and for some reason, they actually like our stuff! Can't wait to start work on the album, we're supposed to be doing pre production soon, and we'll prolly start doing the actual recording sometime in July. We're gonna take our time though cause we're still writing and changing alot of the songs. Hopefully, we can launch it at the end of the year. Thrilled to the core about that right now, but well, all in due time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my Sunday was damn random. My parents and sister just came back from a short holiday in Malaysia and it was fathers day so when they came back in the evening I spent some time with them, then Marisse called for dinner at Ah Seah. Then I found myself randomly meeting some friends at gardens, then everyone randomly came to my home thanks to Marisse  where we all randomly watched Dawn Of The Dead thanks to KC. That show is WHAT THAF all the way. Go and watch it. Now. I swear its damn power. The newer one, not the old classic looking one. These zombies fucking run for a change. Damn power kinda zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye. I love all my friends, old and new.&lt;br /&gt;Yall are all damn POWER GEDEPIAH.&lt;br /&gt;That's GEDEGAH and PIAH together.&lt;br /&gt;Which is damn POWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HENCE THE PHRASE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8590563209259890167?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8590563209259890167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8590563209259890167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8590563209259890167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8590563209259890167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8590563209259890167' title='HENCE THE PHRASE'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/SFgUbDozynI/AAAAAAAAAHI/kEY2IFt6mVE/s72-c/noice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6233022756788135924</id><published>2008-06-11T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:51:22.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impulsive videos!</title><content type='html'>There are days when you feel emotional,&lt;br /&gt;and there are days when you just can't be bothered with that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S TO RANDOM, IMPULSIVE FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most retarded music video ever made.&lt;br /&gt;impulsively put together for the sake of laughter and good fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy, especially if you appreciate Mathilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gMVwEe3FrY"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gMVwEe3FrY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/14899262-6233022756788135924?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6233022756788135924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6233022756788135924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6233022756788135924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6233022756788135924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6233022756788135924' title='impulsive videos!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6998392187563927832</id><published>2008-05-30T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:53.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>such is life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi everyone, I've been rather seriously sick these past few weeks, and still went on playing shows so I effectively became sick-er, and that really "helped" things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being sick and stuck at home the entire week gives you lots of room to think though, yes my f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;avourite pastime! drowning in my own thoughts! that's a lovely pastime. i'd plant my but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;t somewhere in the household with a huge bottle of water next to me, stone, finish the bottle, and run to the loo to pee. detox like mad sia really. drink, pee, drink, pee, drink, pee, i swear my urine has never been more transparent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; its not even yellow, its frigging transparent. thats supposed to be good, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i've been thinking about life in general, what i'm doing with it, money, and how life revolves around money, God, and how i think people are too kiasu about Him. And of course I've been thinking about my band. Suddenly everyone's damn on about everything, damn enthusiastic, everyones looking forward to everything and its damn shiok. We're finally improving and it feels good. cant wait to start recording. actually i cant wait to just finish doing the entire album and launch the damn thing. haha but all in due time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk about money, life, life and money, and religion another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've suddenly lost the will to discuss this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and NYP jam and hop was awesome and spectacular. biggest crowd we've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ever played to. im damn appreciative, that show was damn awesome. the stage was huge and the monitors were a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ctually usefull. and everyone was so supportive! here are a few peektures. just a few. the rest are on facebook. hafiz smalls took them all and i think he's an excellent photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-rAuyCxzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/H-QhIUbqpus/s1600-h/n849075321_3100866_5790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-rAuyCxzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/H-QhIUbqpus/s400/n849075321_3100866_5790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206067723309860658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     zach and i during soundcheck. we look euphoric! cause the sound was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-rouyCx4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/hvV-GtKpcL8/s1600-h/n849075321_3100885_1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-rouyCx4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/hvV-GtKpcL8/s400/n849075321_3100885_1116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206068410504628098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jem sessioned for Joey cause he was touring in Hong Kong with Jay Chou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-rouyCx3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/gR3n3Lut3OI/s1600-h/n849075321_3100897_4668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-rouyCx3I/AAAAAAAAAGw/gR3n3Lut3OI/s400/n849075321_3100897_4668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206068410504628082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leon and I were clearly enjoying ourselves. and Saf was damn happy cause there was a platform just for him. see la. drummers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-rouyCx2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/p7JrsdnwiOY/s1600-h/n849075321_3100884_808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-rouyCx2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/p7JrsdnwiOY/s400/n849075321_3100884_808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206068410504628066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best bassists in the world, working together towards a common goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-roeyCx1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Y_ZVOVGI460/s1600-h/n849075321_3100880_9629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-roeyCx1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/Y_ZVOVGI460/s400/n849075321_3100880_9629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206068406209660754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this guy is the best. he looks like my dad sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, check out the crowd. can't really see it all from here but yeah it was hella scary. but shiok la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-roOyCx0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/72ZHgie-diY/s1600-h/n849075321_3100869_6599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-roOyCx0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/72ZHgie-diY/s400/n849075321_3100869_6599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206068401914693442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay that's all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;CANT WAIT FOR THE SHOWS THIS WEEKEND,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I HAVENT BEEN OUT OF THE HOUSE SINCE LAST WEEKEND EXCEPT TO GO TO THE CLINIC AND THE HOSPITAL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;HOPE YOU GUYS COME DOWN TO SUPPORT! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;DETAILS AT OUR MYSPACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://myspace.com/trellaband &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCH IS LIFE! &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/14899262-6998392187563927832?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6998392187563927832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6998392187563927832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6998392187563927832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6998392187563927832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6998392187563927832' title='such is life!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/SD-rAuyCxzI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/H-QhIUbqpus/s72-c/n849075321_3100866_5790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1706996180028765518</id><published>2008-05-20T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T15:40:28.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is one weird ass post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate waking up realizing that you're still sick and in a state of extreme discomfort. I hate feeling so incredibly tired, too tired to get out of bed but you just have to cause you need to pee really badly. I hate looking at your wallet and realizing you have no cash for the third time this week. I hate looking at your cell phone which is buzzing so loudly when all you want and need to do is rest all day. I hate looking at your messy room which has Zachary Poh's briefs still on your floor. Which is absolutely disgusting. Our sleepovers are gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm done being cranky. I may very well be a schizo, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got too many shows this month. Hope you could be kind enough to watch at least one or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next one is this Thursday, 22nd May, at Butterfactory with Triad and Armchair Critic. Entry costs 15 bucks at the door. You get a lots and lots of food and a free flow of drinks. we're on at 7.30pm. Its for a good cause, visit our myspace and check our our blog post on this show for more info. http://myspace.com/trellaband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we're playing at Nanyang Poly on Friday, 23rd May, with Plainsunset for Jam and Hop. It's free, but you have to tell us in advance if youre going, if youre not a student from NYP. Tell Saf and he'll fix you up. We're on at 7.30pm here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're playing at Homeclub with Silhouette on Saturday, the 31st of May as well. more info about that soon. just keep checking our myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day after that, Sunday, 1st June, we're playing at Loof (it's a new and nice place) with Silhouette again, Caracal, Cardinal Avenue, and Armchair Critic. Presale tickets are at 16 bucks, door tickets are 20. Not sure what time we're on but it starts at 6.30pm. You can contact this number for tickets: 81647088&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, and then we'll be taking a break for the rest of june to finish writing and to start recording the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we've got another show on the 4th of July at Nanyang Poly again. I'll give you guys more info when I have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the Salad Days weekend trip shows. july - september. I'll definitely update when I get more info about these shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye everyone. This is one weird ass post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1706996180028765518?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1706996180028765518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1706996180028765518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1706996180028765518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1706996180028765518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1706996180028765518' title='This is one weird ass post.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-9035666723066663834</id><published>2008-05-02T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T05:48:38.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause that's life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Old times are the best times, we always say.&lt;br /&gt;Like how we always talk about the stuff we used to do.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it makes us who we are.&lt;br /&gt;And that's life, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Such is life.&lt;br /&gt;Cause this is it.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm pretty glad to have lived it the way I did, so far.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've done alot of things which, when looked back on, I'd be better off without,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've stopped at the green lights,&lt;br /&gt;Despite all those golden opportunities waiting,&lt;br /&gt;When truth comes knocking at your door,&lt;br /&gt;Just open it.&lt;br /&gt;Now that's one song I'm glad to have written.&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's life.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird cause the full impact of Stoplights has never really hit me.&lt;br /&gt;Till now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm rambling but I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad.&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's life.&lt;br /&gt;I've been rather restless all week,&lt;br /&gt;But during the course of yesterday and today,&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually much more relaxed than I've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;Time to start working on some stuff that's really overdue.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck man, the day we have an album to our name,&lt;br /&gt;That's when I'll really take my hands off the wheel,&lt;br /&gt;And finally be able to kick back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;It's push push push all the way for now.&lt;br /&gt;Cause that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-9035666723066663834?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/9035666723066663834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=9035666723066663834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/9035666723066663834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/9035666723066663834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#9035666723066663834' title='cause that&apos;s life.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1289020826325041855</id><published>2008-04-22T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T03:51:32.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>open but empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No idea what I wanted to say, really.&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing conclusive.&lt;br /&gt;Zero hittage.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what that says about my life now.&lt;br /&gt;Put that gavel against that block.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for judgement,&lt;br /&gt;I'm open to your verdict.&lt;br /&gt;Open but empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1289020826325041855?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1289020826325041855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1289020826325041855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1289020826325041855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1289020826325041855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#1289020826325041855' title='open but empty'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4276453948507910941</id><published>2008-04-15T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:53.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATC single release this friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SAR6ov20hgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/H8YG2mMHiDw/s1600-h/builtonmilesofhope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/SAR6ov20hgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/H8YG2mMHiDw/s400/builtonmilesofhope.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189407511097411074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;Hi everyone, this is one excellent thing coming your way this week. Free up your friday, save your 10 dollars and come down to scape cause its gonna be a blast. And I will see you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4276453948507910941?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4276453948507910941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4276453948507910941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4276453948507910941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4276453948507910941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#4276453948507910941' title='ATC single release this friday!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/SAR6ov20hgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/H8YG2mMHiDw/s72-c/builtonmilesofhope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8710699450432650798</id><published>2008-04-02T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:01:30.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complete the sentence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You know those days when you just can't complete the sentence; "i just wanna..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;that's an absolute twist-your-fucking-intestines-inside-out shitty feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but at least i know who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;who i really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hanging out with the people you dont usually hang out with really improves your perspective on things. and on yourself. and in spite of life's brutal shittiness, i think ive got my old self back. listening to all the bands i used to listen to even though everyone may say they are supposedly dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;whatever the fuck you have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;embrace it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and that is why everyone should have a conversation with leon wan when even a java chip blended latte with an oreo cheesecake at starbucks can't cheer you up. by the way, that drink goes superbly well with that dessert, and is a brilliantly crafted foodstuff. hoo yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://myspace.com/blink182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://myspace.com/theataris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://myspace.com/runkidrun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://myspace.com/thestartingline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://myspace.com/newfoundglory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://myspace.com/fouryearstrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;go of you wanna make some of my favourite kind of punk rock fly into your ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8710699450432650798?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8710699450432650798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8710699450432650798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8710699450432650798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8710699450432650798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8710699450432650798' title='complete the sentence.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-435825136433262208</id><published>2008-03-12T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:53.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acoustic Rojak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/R9f0dlnftCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/koigXTpoP8Y/s1600-h/AR08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/R9f0dlnftCI/AAAAAAAAAFY/koigXTpoP8Y/s400/AR08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176875085836825634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;Hi everyone... As you can see, plenty awesome bands... acoustic shows are the shizzle. so, i hope everyone who's interested can come down, and just spend friday evening chillin' to some power packed tunage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;see yall. im gonna do my work now. goodbye blogger dot com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-435825136433262208?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/435825136433262208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1517927185337011184</id><published>2008-03-04T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T02:48:49.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scares me to think</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWwS4P2TWII"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWwS4P2TWII" 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/14899262-1517927185337011184?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1517927185337011184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1517927185337011184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1517927185337011184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1517927185337011184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1517927185337011184' title='scares me to think'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-3779720732799867006</id><published>2008-02-20T04:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T05:40:58.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sufficiency</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let's speak of beliefs. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will not be speaking of religion from a christian/catholic point of view, but rather, from a more general perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was reading Mossie's most recent post on God. And I just had to say this. This is for all you self-righteous twats who criticize people's opinions without looking at the bigger fucking picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm gonna be very blunt here and say that God is basically whoever the fuck we want him to be. Human beings all have a sense of right and wrong, and i'll say that not all of us actually NEED a God to live. Christianity states that God gave us free will, and that is very easy to comprehend. That's the bottom line: Free Will. We do whatever we want with our lives. It's a gamble, we can choose to believe or not to believe. We can choose to need God, and we can also choose not to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If it is not in one's agenda to bring himself to believe that there is a power greater than anything he has ever known, so much so that he could CREATE humanity, so what? If one has never had the privilege of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"experiencing the love of God,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; one would never think of even taking on the obligation to recognize or acknowledge that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"sovereign power above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;" But so what? I would like to argue that humans are perfectly capable of living righteous and honest lives without the use of religion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At the end of the day, it all comes down to our own understanding of the meaning of life. So what, if one does not believe in the afterlife? It just means that God is much less real. Yes, I think it starts there. Once there is no afterlife, there is no destination. We mean nothing to anyone else, life basically becomes everything you make it out to be. It becomes a selfish cycle of what YOU want to do each day, what YOU want to accomplish. There is no higher cause to live for other than one's own personal ambitions and desires. That's where God vanishes. But there is nothing wrong with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I would say that religion is basically there to give people a cause to live for, something higher than ourselves. Something of a higher order than just what YOU want. Religion is there to make you believe that if you do wrong, you're a sinner and you go to hell. If you refrain from that, you're cool to go to heaven. That's an example of a cause higher than one's personal ambitions or desires. But not everyone needs that. Everyone knows right from wrong. The law wasn't written with divine intervention. So if someone would choose not to believe in that higher cause, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that, because he would know what is right, and what is wrong. If it is among his own personal ambitions to be righteous, law abiding, honest and truthful, isn't that enough? You could now say, "what if it is NOT among his own personal ambitions to live that way?" I would say then, that person needs God, he needs religion, because he needs a cause higher than his own to live for. BECAUSE HE IS NOT ENOUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, dear ladies and gentlemen, what I am trying to say here, is that it is all UP TO YOU. God could be your own conscience, or God could be that "almighty power" that created the universe and everything that lives in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God is whoever the fuck you want him to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; If your own conscience is enough, there is no need for God. That's your God right there. If one believes in God, it means that one believes that his conscience is not sufficient. He needs a higher cause, and God is there to give us the cause to live for, and ultimately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it's UP TO US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know that my own willpower is not sufficient. I need a cause to live for, and that explains my faith and everything that goes with it. Because I need God. What about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;eat that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p.s. Santana definitely hit the fuckin spot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;See yall at the show this weekend. over and out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-3779720732799867006?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/3779720732799867006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=3779720732799867006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3779720732799867006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3779720732799867006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3779720732799867006' title='sufficiency'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-5358858282118149270</id><published>2008-02-18T04:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:53.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Screw everything cause amidst my incredibly busy week,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I WILL BE TREATED TO SOME SEXY LATIN ROCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;BY NONE OTHER THAN THE GREATEST HIMSELF;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;CARLOS SANTANA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/R7sn4A3KPrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5Ca1P8iO9-c/s320/56055784.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168768840595291826" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thanks so much mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I Love you and your random ticket getting, I really do!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Now I want a PRS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;haha joking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;but i will get a prs one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;it's such a fine, well made guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;bye ghey bloggers, im super tired &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-5358858282118149270?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/5358858282118149270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=5358858282118149270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5358858282118149270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5358858282118149270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5358858282118149270' title='treats'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/R7sn4A3KPrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5Ca1P8iO9-c/s72-c/56055784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4932517780729090418</id><published>2008-02-13T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T04:39:45.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dismember your penis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At first you're going like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"can, can can can go for it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and then when you squeeze your balls and grit your teeth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and finally muster all your courage up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to simply get it over with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you're going like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"shit, shit fucking shit it's screwing up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and later on, it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"shit this is another fucking mistake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"i should never, ever, have fucking done that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;all this cause of things you have almost no control over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hate it when I can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear male testosterone, you've done it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you guys are just like cigarettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hate being a guy, i hate cigarettes, i hate money, i hate greed, i hate lust, i hate cell phones, i hate alcohol, i hate having motherfucking testostefuckingrone. it makes you go fucking crazy. and hell, it's not your fault, cause you're a mofo-ing MAN. These things happen and there is nothing you can do about it cause it's supposed to be perfectly "natural." i mean, one does not get an erection at will, does he? to those who actually can, I have got to fucking meet you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4932517780729090418?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4932517780729090418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4932517780729090418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4932517780729090418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4932517780729090418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#4932517780729090418' title='dismember your penis'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-3895275831736883222</id><published>2008-02-08T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:11:22.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I've recollected the day's events, thoroughly scolded myself for what I shouldn't have done but did anyway, (and for what I should have done but didn't do) and I say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"hey, I shall log on to blogger dot com in the wee hours of the morning and write about my life and how it's such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; But how do I wrap everything in a neat little package while employing the use of certain creative phrases that could mean so many things, thus clouding its intended purpose and therefore effectively denying readers from thorough comprehension of what I intended to say? Being too fucking lazy to refrain from that course of action, I'm stuck here wondering why I'm even blogging in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I mean, why blog about your personal life if you don't want people to know about your personal life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then again, why blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Maybe I've clouded myself so much that I don't even fully comprehend myself. (does that even make sense?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My present state of mind aptly justifies why i love your company so much. I find that being in your company allows me to just be myself. I miss that feeling. It's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. And I'm very grateful for this. Where there's no need to put on some fake mask and dance around like a horse on ritalin. (there I go again, that mysterious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;haha, blogging is fucken ghey la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but you really really hit the spot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and I will see you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;freedom la, i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mofo-ing FREEDOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;fuck yeah.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-3895275831736883222?l=bongatron.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-14899262.post-3137954765030570553</id><published>2008-01-29T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T11:48:07.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because this song still HITS THE SPOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YN_17cQV8Rg&amp;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/YN_17cQV8Rg&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-3137954765030570553?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/3137954765030570553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=3137954765030570553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3137954765030570553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3137954765030570553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3137954765030570553' title='because this song still HITS THE SPOT!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1833187992716249956</id><published>2008-01-25T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T05:34:59.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomly hitting the spot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yowza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reflection calls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And i think I've finally got the balls to just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Found everything that hits the spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Content with absolutely nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Because that's everything there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And it doesn't just mean something, it's everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's absolutely mental and fucking random,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but spending two hours locked up in your room with no communication to the outside world at all actually gives you a hell lot of room to spend time with yourself and just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;that really hits the spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I may sound insane, but one man's bread is another man's poison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and no, "hitting the spot" is not masturbation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;unless for you, it is.. well then, by all means....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;like i said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;one man's bread really is another man's poison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so go hit your spots, everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;find yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and have a nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1833187992716249956?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1833187992716249956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1833187992716249956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1833187992716249956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1833187992716249956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#1833187992716249956' title='randomly hitting the spot!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-5536537934188499274</id><published>2008-01-21T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T08:53:09.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>close your eyes to see</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I've had yet another completely ridiculous sleeping pattern (which doesn't even involve sleeping,) and found myself randomly logging on to blogger, despite having no real intention of talking about anything in particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have problems with people who think they can supposedly change the world, because in my opinion, and possibly everyone else's, you can't. The only person you can possibly change is yourself, and not everyone even gives a shit. Everyone has their own agenda, everyone thinks they're smarter than everyone else, and i think everyone would agree that there should be an international hibernation-week for humans to just sleep. one week of doing absolutely nothing but sleeping, waking up, heating up something in the micro, eating, then going back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;we could seriously use that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;if you want to change the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;anything else is useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i am clearly seep deprived,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hahaha fuck you lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-5536537934188499274?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/5536537934188499274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=5536537934188499274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5536537934188499274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5536537934188499274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5536537934188499274' title='close your eyes to see'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-5302375057375390834</id><published>2008-01-16T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T03:22:03.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth comes knocking at your door</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;No one fakes it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you're not "feeling it," it's not even right to fake it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But blame yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you agree that the purpose of music is to evoke emotions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and you say that you're not "feeling it,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;clearly, you've failed as a musician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;do you practice what you preach?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;have you looked at yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-not aimed at anyone in particular. maybe i talk to myself too much. i'm too fucken weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-5302375057375390834?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/5302375057375390834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=5302375057375390834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5302375057375390834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5302375057375390834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5302375057375390834' title='truth comes knocking at your door'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6810743735439333016</id><published>2008-01-09T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:53.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>show this friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/R4OskFtGxpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3R-x-DIk0Pc/s1600-h/HearMusicTalkFinalPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/R4OskFtGxpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3R-x-DIk0Pc/s400/HearMusicTalkFinalPoster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153152134648612498" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hear Music, Talk@Homeclub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Friday, 11th Jan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;6pm doors open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; $12 pre, $15 at door with free drink as usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;age limit's prolly 16  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  font-weight: bold; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;West Grand Boulevard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Allura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Bismuth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Silhouette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Amateur Takes Control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Trella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;   white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We play at 7ish. Hope to see everyone there for our first show of the year! Sorry, our guestlist is full, but i suppose 12 bucks is a pretty okay price, given the lineup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:24px;"&gt;cheers, everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:verdana;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Sad enough to say that alone, I could barely light a match, but together we can burn this place down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:verdana;font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:16px;"&gt;(thanks kaycee, four year strong is the shite!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6810743735439333016?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6810743735439333016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6810743735439333016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6810743735439333016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6810743735439333016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6810743735439333016' title='show this friday!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/R4OskFtGxpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3R-x-DIk0Pc/s72-c/HearMusicTalkFinalPoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8272853288831636910</id><published>2008-01-02T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T17:06:09.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cheers to the new year, and to another chance for us to get it right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;08 started with everyone smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That put the biggest smile on my face, ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i'm really glad that everyone's cool with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;no more mishaps, no more nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That goes for me as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Forgive me my wrongdoings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;cause i forgive you 100%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;At least everything's alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;New beginnings, aye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cheers to everything that's happened in 07,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;growing up can be a bitch at times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but life sure is beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;08's like a restart button in a complex game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but this time, you've already learnt which trenches not to fall into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you, everyone who's taken on the tiresome task of being my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's impossible to name everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but you know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cheers to more lovin and less fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;life is what you make it out to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and im gonna do my best to make 08 the best year ever for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;it's time to start giving back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;love to give and receive, that's all you really need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amen to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is Bongatron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I'm happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Such is life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8272853288831636910?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8272853288831636910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8272853288831636910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8272853288831636910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8272853288831636910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8272853288831636910' title='the new year!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-7942324421848378064</id><published>2007-12-24T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:54.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmuxzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/R2-PqltGxnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/p_8Xs9nAZlo/s1600-h/ella3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/R2-PqltGxnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/p_8Xs9nAZlo/s400/ella3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147490860946343538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Merry Christmas yall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;07' has been one heck of a ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thank you everyone who came down for last night's show at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(Sorry I forgot to change my strings before the show!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm really happy that everyone could come down for our show and party together after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;we're all friends again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;cheers holly, cheers lynn, cheers everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;now let us enjoy ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;goodbye 07',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;now it's time to let it all go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-7942324421848378064?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/7942324421848378064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=7942324421848378064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/7942324421848378064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/7942324421848378064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7942324421848378064' title='christmuxzz'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/R2-PqltGxnI/AAAAAAAAAEs/p_8Xs9nAZlo/s72-c/ella3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4795040561513234343</id><published>2007-12-10T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:10:12.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you want brutal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/InZNBcJTmWs&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/InZNBcJTmWs&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;&lt;br /&gt;this beats all of kc's brutality sia. &lt;br /&gt;whahahah&lt;br /&gt;today's boring and wet.&lt;br /&gt;gonna get the pins soon.&lt;br /&gt;then gonna play lan or smthing.&lt;br /&gt;that's it.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is gonna be boring too.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to gig again..&lt;br /&gt;wednesday is gonna take its time to come.&lt;br /&gt;barg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ernie and bert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, everyone, check out gwen's blog, she posted this video of some acapella group doing Such Great Heights. awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4795040561513234343?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-2633452955176828572</id><published>2007-12-04T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T04:52:49.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spanish for star.</title><content type='html'>"it" has not passed,&lt;br /&gt;Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hate to drown in self pity,&lt;br /&gt;no, no room for that now.&lt;br /&gt;no time for all this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make it pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all pick up and go from here,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm determined more than ever,&lt;br /&gt;to make the 12th a success.&lt;br /&gt;for my band,&lt;br /&gt;for my brothers,&lt;br /&gt;and for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll show you what trella really means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do come down if you feel like it. if not for us, for the other bands. we're lucky enough to be performing alongside Postbox, ATC, Telephony Delivery, The Oslo Castaways, Silhouette and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all our friends, back to back.&lt;br /&gt;Trella, Postbox and Amateur Takes Control in running order.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Telephony Delivery, all the way from KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at Scape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-2633452955176828572?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/2633452955176828572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=2633452955176828572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/2633452955176828572'/><link rel='self' 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better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6452506965822271032?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6452506965822271032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6452506965822271032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6452506965822271032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6452506965822271032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6452506965822271032' title='this sucks.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-2568702851228293850</id><published>2007-11-27T03:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T03:23:54.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smoke and mirrors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=17964529"&gt;Smoke and Mirrors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=17964529&amp;v=2&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=17964529&amp;title=Smoke and Mirrors"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt;More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never take the bait i'll never fall for this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-2568702851228293850?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/2568702851228293850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=2568702851228293850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/2568702851228293850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/2568702851228293850'/><link 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height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adel posts communication downbreak, i post 4207.&lt;br /&gt;fucking huge honour to do this with atfuckingc!&lt;br /&gt;love it.&lt;br /&gt;everyone look at isa at the very last part!&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-3938695347851129460?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/3938695347851129460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=3938695347851129460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3938695347851129460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3938695347851129460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3938695347851129460' title='4207!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1220165937203972488</id><published>2007-11-21T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:57:54.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL TRIP!</title><content type='html'>hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;the KL trip was awesome shit!&lt;br /&gt;ATC played at Laundry Bar and Awakening KL.&lt;br /&gt;Someone wrote a review for the Laundry Bar show.&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=http://untyteld.blogspot.com/2007/11/motion-picture-soundtrack2.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; if you wanna look-see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire trip was super enjoyable, fun, tiring, and unforfuckinggetable lah. excellent "holiday," really. didn't take as many photos as i wanted to but oh well. i'll leave you all with what i have la. dunno why the quality's so fucked up. ah well, such is life. you boys and girls enjoy. point and laugh if you must. ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/4332/dsc012542ub3.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laundry bar show. weirdly satisfying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img111.imageshack.us/img111/82/img1095op0.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for melsteph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/6479/img1101rc8.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faggots at heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img122.imageshack.us/img122/7008/img1131hm5.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at jem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/4767/img1132ut3.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img408.imageshack.us/img408/20/img1133aj9.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing one player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/2667/img1106ms7.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adel at the "booth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/2135/img1136jl5.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"fierce"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/8761/img1138hv4.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the laundry bar fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img408.imageshack.us/img408/1863/img1143ah7.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awakening KL, (so beat merchants) hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img102.imageshack.us/img102/923/img1160dl3.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atc setlist on the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/4535/img1161ez6.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan after the show. cheap and good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img156.imageshack.us/img156/3949/img1165mf4.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HUGE MUG OF SPARKLING PEACH. no exaggerations there, really.. fucking satisfying! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/2183/img1170xm1.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a satisfying meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/8053/img1175yi1.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exact opposite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/788/img1179xm4.jpg" width=200 height=200&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mc spicy double!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it. the other photos are in my phone. lazy to upload la. ok bye&lt;br /&gt;im such a girl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1220165937203972488?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1220165937203972488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1220165937203972488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1220165937203972488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1220165937203972488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1220165937203972488' title='KL TRIP!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-3156742074059794394</id><published>2007-11-01T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T10:47:33.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such is life!</title><content type='html'>hello, blogspot. The past couple of days have been very weird. Skipped school for a couple days to take my o levels. Again. heh. I think I can actually do reasonably well for math this time round, not so sure about physics/chem though. oh well. Such is life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to this song. &lt;br /&gt;we used to play it back in the day. Exodus: st gabriel's secondary's symphonic band.&lt;br /&gt;It's nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;It's emotional.&lt;br /&gt;It's musically brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;It's a classic.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's classical.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/bcIkJ5KtFq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/bcIkJ5KtFq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about that for instrumental music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, HOW'S THIS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/7692/photo1editzo5.jpg" width=300 heigh=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if you don't already know, i've actually gotten rid of the old 4 inch afro. Fully shaved. It was a dare and i felt pretty spontaneous at the moment. I could have used a change, a laugh, something drastic at that point in time. So i agreed, and I got a free haircut from dearest Martin. Been getting pretty conflicting views, comments and opinions thrown at me about the "new look." Some say I actually look better, some say they liked the afro. Oh well. Such is life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/8724/photo3nf0.jpg"width=300 heigh=300&gt; &lt;br /&gt;before the shaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/9927/photo1copy1fu7.jpg"width=300 heigh=300&gt; &lt;br /&gt;right after the shaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been hanging with martin alot, cause of our places of residence being within the close proximity of each other. After sufficient studying for the day, we'd meet up to talk about how life is such, and such is life.&lt;br /&gt;he is such an idiot. i missed that idiot. we should be doing this more. then we can truly go ahead and say "SUCH IS LIFE!"&lt;br /&gt;(with such gusto and conviction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my "after o's" isnt gonna be the same as everyone else's. i'll be finishing up my second last module at school, moving on to the last one, where i have my final project, which is such a killer. since i wanna do damn well, im putting in alot of effort on this. im still not sure of where i want to further my studies next year (yes, im doing a one year diploma.) i'm looking at ngee ann's film sound and video, or maybe try for lasalle's music and audio tech again. using this diploma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to KL from the 14th to the 18th of November with ATC. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not sessioning for them or whatever, i might be playing random instruments (im bringing my triangle and sleigh bells!)but I'm just basically being their sound guy/roadie/extra hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;here's the poster for the event. they'll be playing at Laundry Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img66.imageshack.us/img66/5202/klposterso3.jpg" width=300 heigh=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, how do you like that for the random percussive sound and roadie boy?&lt;br /&gt;This means that i'll be missing Lime Sonic Bang. but whatever la, they have almost all the same bands. it should be fun tho, they have Stars Dont Fall coming down. But oh well. Such is life. This time round, I choose the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;My end-of-year is gonna be pretty packed, then. studies, the final project, trella, gigs, EP production, this and that. So im really looking forward to this, it's gonna be a real holiday. like finally, a break. I can't say i've really been working my ass off for the entire year, but yes, i have been working hard. both at school and for the two o level subjects. yep. such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for the end of the year, despite its busy schedule. i'm even doing a pnw session. i havent played guitar for a praise session in ages. so i guess this would be good spiritual nourishment. mmhmm! &lt;br /&gt;Big Ear Records is in the making, still. Shhh, still very underground, cause we haven't done much! Still saving up for recording equipment. Read Avery's blog for updates on that.&lt;br /&gt;Trella's in the pre production stage of our EP. i promise you, its gonna be delayed. it's not like we're in a rush anyway. Plans are still pretty rubber, cause we arn't even really finished with the writing of the new material. it's fun, i totally love what we're doing now. it's alot of fun, and hell, its really fulfilling. go in for jamming, come out with a sense of accomplishment. that's one of my favourite feelings. well, such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel rather visual today because life is such, and such is my life. So i will show everyone my new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/5775/img1054ep9.jpg"width=300 heigh=300&gt; &lt;br /&gt;new Imac!&lt;br /&gt;my dad had some grant from MOE i think, so he used the money to get me a mac. Such is life!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna use it for Big Ear Records. Gonna get a presonus fp10 to work it with Cubase studio 4.&lt;br /&gt;The mac's pretty cool by itself though, its so sleek and neat. just one screen infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;i bought it at the wrong time tho, im running Mac OS X. But Leapord just came out. Well, such is life.&lt;br /&gt;The system's pretty stable and fast, I already dumped all my music and videos on this thing, and there is still so much hard disk space left. I have a whooping 2GB worth of RAM. that's quite alot. such is life.&lt;br /&gt;the keyboard's so slim it could fit into someone's cleavage. &lt;br /&gt;and the applications are superb! i already recorded a couple of new ideas using Garage Band. Its super handy. Easy to use, and not that bad for software that comes free with every iLife mac. &lt;br /&gt;So yes, i'm pretty happy with this thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img115.imageshack.us/img115/6803/img1055lt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the remote control. my computer has a remote control! how cool is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/9408/img1052wu5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup that's it. that's all there is to it. screen(which is the whole computer,) keyboard and mouse. &lt;br /&gt;one main master power plug. that's all. slick and neat, yo. thus, my life is such. (maybe this explains the new hair)&lt;br /&gt;(but then again, short and prickly doesnt equate to "slick and neat")&lt;br /&gt;(hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;(okay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'll show you what else is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/6988/gearpi1.jpg"width=300 heigh=300&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gear as of october 2007!&lt;br /&gt;I recently "inherited" an old Roland spirit 30 bass amp. I use it as a preamp with my crate gfx65. Weird ass combination with definitely not the best amps for the sound i want but phuck man, i feel lucky and i feel pretty good about how my tone sounds now. i was impressed at the creamy tones i could squeeze out of that spicy combination with a couple of turns on the dials. It finally dawned on me, how i finally have my "own rig" and my "own amps" hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;they arn't much at all but its still something!&lt;br /&gt;69' Fender Telecaster Thinline&lt;br /&gt;Zoom G2.1u&lt;br /&gt;Ts7 tubescreamer&lt;br /&gt;Ts9 tubescreamer&lt;br /&gt;GE-7&lt;br /&gt;CH-1&lt;br /&gt;Some fuck flange pedal. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all. its a pretty chunky piece of blogging. bye, happy(?) halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-3156742074059794394?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/3156742074059794394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=3156742074059794394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3156742074059794394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3156742074059794394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3156742074059794394' title='Such is life!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-3635267908889672801</id><published>2007-10-24T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T04:02:43.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paint a new starting line</title><content type='html'>hello blogspot. i'm a couple of hours away from taking my o level chemistry paper. again. heh.&lt;br /&gt;phuck la. it's like 4am on the day of the exam. the exam starts at 2.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;i did what i could.&lt;br /&gt;it's been tough putting aside time to study for the trivial o's, (again) cause of school and such.&lt;br /&gt;people find it weird that im schooling AND taking the o's at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;cause the school im in, has nothing to do with o's. lol. &lt;br /&gt;well I suppose it is, and yes, its really retarded.&lt;br /&gt;like, priority confusion, yo.&lt;br /&gt;it's been so gnarly that i dont even know if I can achieve that simple B3 I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's just o levels.&lt;br /&gt;it's just o levels.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today's a new beginning la. KC you know what i mean right, you sweaty lizard.&lt;br /&gt;today's endeavour has prompted me to make positive changes !&lt;br /&gt;it's a start!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-3635267908889672801?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/3635267908889672801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=3635267908889672801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3635267908889672801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/3635267908889672801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3635267908889672801' title='paint a new starting line'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4884963985236775152</id><published>2007-10-22T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T03:48:41.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I still feel damn bastard about the whole thing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;maybe cause I don't normally have very short relationships. Maybe cause I seldom end it. Maybe cause it seldom happens. Maybe cause they were never this weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's annoying, how you may want something, sometimes quite badly, and when you finally get receive it, it's not all that great, and the desire totally dissapears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hate myself for crushing that heart and destroying those dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay, so I couldn't "love" her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;What does a dumb 17 year old know about "love," anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;maybe I was right though, maybe the reasons were there. I just feel shitty about my super immature way of ending what I had to end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;This has been forcing me to keep asking myself;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;So what the hell do I want, then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;well, I don't fucking know. just not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. don't even know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I thought I was entering a nice phase in 2007, and end the year right for once. But no, I just &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;to have fucked up opinions which help me successfully fuck everything up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I feel incomplete. And no, it's not because of &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;. Okay, it is, but not exactly. I think I pretty much did do the right thing, just that it was a pretty stupid way of getting that 'thing' done. It's been forcing me to think and realise alot more about myself. Deep down. So maybe this was a blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Such is life, I suppose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I need to do things which make me content again. I need to back get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I can't wait for my two miserable o level papers to be over. what a reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I can't wait to play shows again. i need to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I can't wait to go to KL with atc. i need a fucken holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I can't wait to get started on the pre production of the EP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4884963985236775152?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4884963985236775152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4884963985236775152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4884963985236775152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4884963985236775152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4884963985236775152' title='if i fail'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8618995824078766996</id><published>2007-10-12T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T03:33:57.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people make mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;So it didn't work out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;people say shit they dont mean when they get worked up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I mean, they might mean it, but not in such a brutal way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I say and do alot of things without thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;which was probably why I got myself into this in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I cannot go on lying to myself and to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;We're so different anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;we should have waited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I guess if we're not meant to be, we're just not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;So it's prolly best that it ends right here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;plain and simple. this is it, this is closure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8618995824078766996?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8618995824078766996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8618995824078766996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8618995824078766996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8618995824078766996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8618995824078766996' title='people make mistakes'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8266169376110848286</id><published>2007-09-25T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:45:08.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>belief that is not based on proof.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I stumbled on a book entitled ''God is Not Great'' at borders on sunday. As usual, I could not resist the temptation to pick it up and flip through, poking at a few lines here and there, itching to get further insights on the mind of Christopher Hitchens, the author. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Topics of this calibre to hold an extremely high value of interest to me. Merely flipping through to get a tiny glance wasn't enough - I just had to read the damn thing. Today was a perfect opportunity to do so. School ended early, around 4-ish, and dad planned to meet me at guitar connection at 7.30 with the intention of repairing a rotten old Roland bass amp given to us and fixing up his acoustic guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;This schedule gave me a window of roughly three whole hours. Perfect, I simply had to nip over to Times bookstore at which browsing is highly encouraged, find the intriguing book, and pour over it. (this was the only solution I could think of; I wasn't gonna &lt;em&gt;buy &lt;/em&gt;the damn book. no, that requires money...) Curiosity won the growling stomach which was screaming at me to get some food. (I simply bought a donut and peach tea to shut it up. this happens on a regular basis - maybe this is why i'm so horribly skinny.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I had just enough time to devour the chapters which were of interest to me before it was time to meet dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I found Hitchens to be a very well-reasoned writer, actually. Knowing how big a part religion plays in my life, It was amazing how little offence I took to his beliefs, statements, and reasoning. He begins the book by discussing the fact that he was raised in a religious environment, and that even at the early age of nine he began to see some flaws in the arguments of religious believers. He briefly discussed why we believe and argues that until we get over our fear of death, religion will be uneradicable. He ends by saying that he does not want to get rid of religion if it leaves him and his beliefs alone, but that religion is incapable of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Before I turn this post into a damn book report, I think I'll simply insert my take on all this right here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;This guy, as good a writer and as 'clever' as he is, clearly misses the whole point of religion in the entire book. He never even mentions the word 'faith,' which is basically, the foundation of any religion in the world. Faith in something means you believe in something. Faith that it's the truth. If you go look up the word in the dictionary, you'll see that Faith is defined as "confidence or trust in a person or thing" or "belief that is not based on proof."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I personally love the second definition. Religion, being dubbed as 'Faith' on numerous occasions, is exactly that. Religion is belief that is not based on proof. Okay, you can have your Bibles and your Korans and call that your proof, but then again, there are so many holes, questions and doubts that come from that. At the end of the day, it's your personal faith; belief that is not based on proof, which keeps you believing and trusting. Humans basically need something to believe in, and for people who think outside of the secular, they want to believe in something much greater than themselves; something which has control over the entire universe, something which explains everything, down to the existance of every single living thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;It depends on the person, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;To someone who believes firmly in science and the study of nature, the bible probably sounds damn &lt;em&gt;dumb&lt;/em&gt;. The universe was created cause of &lt;em&gt;The Big Bang&lt;/em&gt;, not cause of &lt;em&gt;''the snap of God's finger.''&lt;/em&gt; And what the heck's all this jazz about &lt;em&gt;"Adam"&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;"Eve?"&lt;/em&gt; Didn't the poor people who wrote Genesis ever know about fucken DINOSAURS? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And what about this "Jesus?" What the hell's so good about him? Casting out devils, just so they can reside in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIGS? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Now pigs are deemed filthy, and poor muslims are forbidden to indulge in luxuries such as bacon chewing because of this fellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bible stories are really rediculous, even a Brother from the seminary was telling me that. But its not the facts that require our attention, but rather, the point of the whole story, whatever story that may be. Picture Noah's ark. Which idiot would stuff hundreds of animals in the same boat and expect to live? It's stupid, really, but it tells us a story of obedience, and trust in God. That's basically what faith is, innit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;So to everyone who disagrees with the bible or koran or anything in one way or another: go read up the word FAITH, bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think I've found what I was looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have faith in my faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Weird how such a book can actually help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8266169376110848286?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8266169376110848286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8266169376110848286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8266169376110848286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8266169376110848286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8266169376110848286' title='belief that is not based on proof.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-2383262951058988927</id><published>2007-09-25T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T03:06:05.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dsjhfauiwd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Love is a very strong word. Sometimes its flung around too carelessly. You wonder if you made the right choice, if you should or shouldnt have trusted that persistant gut feeling. But as much as it's a choice, it comes down to feelings as well. And this just feels so right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;No regrets this time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm tired of thinking so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Feel like I did something right for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;fucking finally.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-2383262951058988927?l=bongatron.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-14899262.post-7436847718468719828</id><published>2007-09-20T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T01:15:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>priceless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;At first I thought I just got lucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but 'lucky' is a serious understatement for this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;whoohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-7436847718468719828?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/7436847718468719828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=7436847718468719828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/7436847718468719828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/7436847718468719828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7436847718468719828' title='priceless!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1820868444366611824</id><published>2007-09-18T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T02:49:56.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Im done with my digital music production assignment and its fucken liberating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Safith is on holiday in Australia viewing Paramore and ffaf on tour and thats fucken awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Trella is still on hiatus, creating, scrapping and re-creating, talking discussing hammering owning shooting destroying and jamming in a new place with some weird lady working there and thats fucken afmoaiwhouhofnckd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jem's a biatch and that's fucken annoying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Zac wears shorts of questionable material and thats fucken weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jilly agrees that coolers and lame and fridgers are cooler, and thats fucken cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;My brain is spastic and that's fucken well known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;this post is fucken lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;September is the best month ever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and it wouldn't have been that way without ***********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;thank you and i love you oh so fucken much, **********************!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;hahahahahbye this post is fucken lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1820868444366611824?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1820868444366611824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1820868444366611824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1820868444366611824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1820868444366611824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1820868444366611824' title='fucken'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6414606394552190653</id><published>2007-08-31T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T01:21:51.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the war of all against all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think too much. It's detrimental to my well being. Or rather, its detrimental to my happiness. Which could and would mean the same thing. If I had a numeric meter on the top of my head bearing a display of how happy I am at a particular point in time, it would display a negative number every time i get lost in my thoughts. Half of me wants to go on, thinking and arguing against myself about this and that. The other half posseses qualities that are quite the opposite. Right now, the other half just wants to hit ALT+F4, with the intention to head straight to bed promptly after doing so. And another bit of me is contemplating between sleep, and finishing another few chapters of "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows." Yes, I am that slow, thanks to my sister, whom I am greatly annoyed at for having taken so long, but then again, I am as grateful as ever. It's a really good read. Pushing the book out the picture, yet another bit of me is arguing about this very argument, about how it's valid, valid to anything. And yet another bit of me, this annoying bit of me, is arguing about how these little 'bits' of me can exist, given that I stated earlier, how half of me was thinking this, and the other half thinking that, clearly leaving no extra 'bits' for me to have. Two halves make a whole. Then again, how whole am I? What's with this, these 'parts' of me, this half and that half, this bit and that bit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;God damn it, I seriously think too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;By some weird twist of mental events, I suddenly feel accomplished. Its like I found something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And I think I know what it is. I'll think as i type along...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yes, there you go, it's me, happy-go-lucky on the outside, insecure on the inside, problem-ridden, lonely to a considerable degree, tongue poisoned with careless speech, highly insensitive, yet admittedly oddly caring, in a state of perpetual thought drowning, sometimes overenthusiastic to an astonishing degree, underenthusiastic at the wrong times, expressive and reserved; switching between the two in such a fluent manner, almost spastic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;This wasn't the 'mental revelation' I had expected. To put it bluntly, it's making me feel even more shitty about myself than I already am. Being rather used to it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I could go on, but this is turning into degrating, almost destructive self-scrutiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hate how my frustration cannot be rooted to a single problem, because it is a cumulation of many events. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hate how I cannot help it. Or maybe I can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I hate how I look at certain parts of myself as a different entity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Writing to express your frustration sometimes doesnt do anything to help you vent it out, it merely acts as a reminder, and how in a few months, if everything does turn out better, i would be able to just look at this, and laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yea, sometimes it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; very what-the-fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give me gravity, give me clarity,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give me something to rely on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6414606394552190653?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6414606394552190653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6414606394552190653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6414606394552190653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6414606394552190653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#6414606394552190653' title='the war of all against all.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4422098002406497858</id><published>2007-08-22T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:54.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the "last" show.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I just wanted to advertise for the show here, but short of simply doing that, hitting 'publish post' and promptly hitting ALT+F4 and heading straight to bed, I just had to pen (or type, rather) some stuff down about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Saying "it has been awesome" really won't do justice to anything, simply because this isn't just a "has been." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;This is gonna be our last show, but it isn't our last show ever. We're just gonna take a couple months break after this. It's been a thrilling story so far. I can't wait for the next chapter. AND TO WHOEVER SAID THIS - WE'RE NOT DISBANDING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay that's all I really had to pen down. haha thankyew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll leave you with an interesting convo with jem and, the actual ad. okbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jem. heyro, wecrome to mugdanold's. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;record everything that u play urself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jem. heyro, wecrome to mugdanold's. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jem. heyro, wecrome to mugdanold's. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost like masturbation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bong. tlak doong doong! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eww you dont record yourself masturbating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bong. tlak doong doong! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jem is that what you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bong. tlak doong doong! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jem. heyro, wecrome to mugdanold's. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;record every MUSICAL INSTRUMENT you play yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bong. tlak doong doong! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jem. heyro, wecrome to mugdanold's. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is ALMOST like masturbation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jem. heyro, wecrome to mugdanold's. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or kicking BONG'S ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bong. tlak doong doong! says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while masturbating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jem. heyro, wecrome to mugdanold's. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jem. heyro, wecrome to mugdanold's. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that could work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101235029378040530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 451px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="256" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/Rss6O1HbgtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fSpJTrQN5lc/s400/ssfts+ad.JPG" width="490" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;if you can't see, um, here's the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Singing Songs For The Soul"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Charity Concert-cum-Competition&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 25 August 2007&lt;br /&gt;8 bands&lt;br /&gt;5-9pm&lt;br /&gt;@ The Arena (clarke quay)&lt;br /&gt;tix at $12 (pre) and $20 (door)&lt;br /&gt;simply hit &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/ssfts"&gt;http://myspace.com/ssfts&lt;/a&gt; for more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;or click around at &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/trellaband"&gt;http://myspace.com/trellaband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I know everyone's having prelims and what now now but we'd just really love you guys to be there this saturday. If your God-given grace has made you wanna go, I just ask a small favour: do come down early, like around 4, to settle your tickets and stuff to avoid complications. yep. thankyew and love to all, many many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;p.s. im hooked onto postbox's demo. theyre great, please check them out at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/postboxband"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/postboxband&lt;/a&gt; if you have the time! Some of them are gonna be there this saturday and I dunno if they're selling their demo but if they are, do grab a copy. Highly reccomend it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;p.p.s. GET THE ATC EP ALSO OKAY! DONT STEAL MUSIC! &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/amateurtakescontrol"&gt;http://myspace.com/amateurtakescontrol&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4422098002406497858?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4422098002406497858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4422098002406497858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4422098002406497858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4422098002406497858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4422098002406497858' title='the &quot;last&quot; show.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/Rss6O1HbgtI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fSpJTrQN5lc/s72-c/ssfts+ad.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6068155954515333568</id><published>2007-08-14T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:00:25.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sunday didn't really feel like a sunday but it was pretty damn good anyway. I'm damn happy for Adel la. Like finally. And his ep's on repeat on my wmp playlist and its been like that for the past two days. UNFORTUNATELY, the ep doesnt have 4207 but it's still very kick ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm trying to create this awesome playlist where you start with explosions in the sky, toe, atc, moving on to minus the bear, the lovesong, damiera....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;whoa that's power packed la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's 2am on tuesday morning and I'm still thinking too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dunno if it's me and my constant self loathing, but life has its moments when it just sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I was stupid and had no discipline to do my o levels properly the first time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I keep trying to keep up with every one of my friends, till I dont have time for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Or my family, even.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And mw, thanks for making this 'endavour' suck to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;My band is not having a very peachy time either, to top things off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;If you can't even agree on things then you shouldnt even be in the same band. But then again, everyone's different as is entitled to his/her own opinions. You can't have a perfect band where everyone wants exactly the same thing. It's a give and take. It's a collective effort. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;People whom you think were friends are somehow fucked up and it's sad. Its not just sad la, its fucking pathetic. i have nothing else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have a test and a presentation coming up in school as well and that's just damn fine, innit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And Saf, I love you and im sorry for not going for that play. I know you dont need a 'i'll make it up to you' but how about ice kachang and a a few code breakers at your place soon? We both could use a little bit of this and that a little more regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I need to chill but I feel guilty when I chill cause it's dubbed (by alot of people) as 'wasting time.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ah fuck la, I just love wasting time. The problem with that is that the world doesnt allow you to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm still so fucking juvenile la. I can't handle shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;p.s. if you care about us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;-Trella's next show: acoustic set @ dxo(deafcon 5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;do come down if you can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;-Upcoming: 'ssfts' check &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/trellaband"&gt;http://myspace.com/trellaband&lt;/a&gt; for more. details will be posted soon. Please come down if you can. it's our last show before we take a much needed break to sort a few things out and to get some new material down. it's also a chance for us to win some money to fund the ep which we're planning to produce next year. support will be muchos appreciated, as you can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;thank you. I love you all. Especially the ones who really do care, who are actually concerned for undeserving me. Thanks Ale, Saf, you guys are power la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;good night la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6068155954515333568?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6068155954515333568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6068155954515333568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6068155954515333568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6068155954515333568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#6068155954515333568' title='one two'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-338445755719020543</id><published>2007-07-20T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T03:59:27.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the cycle continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sometimes its hard to distinguish between the stuff that makes me happy, and the stuff that makes me really happy. I've already chosen a certain area in which I would be literally spending the rest of my life in; that area being music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;That stuff makes me more than just happy, it makes me content. Achieving certain goals in music would probably put a bigger smile on my face than anything else would. Short of saying "I really dont care about anything else," the reality is that I simply have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dreams and aspirations may be important to all of us, but we all simply have to accept the reality of life, especially in this part of the world, or anywhere else, for that matter. Music has never been a sure-fire way of putting a roof over your head or bread on the table. In the average person's mind, you either make it big, or you dont make it at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I suppose, the trick to living life to its fullest is to have the best possible balance between what you truly love and everything else. To spend appropriate amounts of time and effort on the stuff that makes you happy, and the stuff that makes you really happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I seldom have my 'moments,' but i sincerely believe that my dad is one hell of a role model. He's done practically everything, and he's not even half done. In my mind, he found that balance in life really well, and executed it in the best possible way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;He fulfilled his dreams before he moved on to pursue a 'real career.' Before he was a teacher in Nanyang jc, we was a semi pro motocross racer. He rode for a team and got sponsored, raced in numerous locations around the region (well not all of it) and earned himself numerous trophies and a respectable title. And that was enough for him. I suppose, in that realm, he eventually found what made him really happy but also found what other stuff made him happy as well, and even though he did earn money in his racing career, he knew it wasnt realistic. He knew he wasnt gonna be able to race competitively after he busted his collarbone. He knew the money he earned wasnt enough to support his family, and he accepted it and moved on in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;He's exactly the man I strive to be. Like me, he fucked up his o levels (not half as bad as I did, though) and went off on a completely different direction from his peers. It's easy to relate to my dad cause I more or less am in roughly the same position as he was, all those years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's crazy how I can make a life changing decision on impulse, and at the same time, find it so hard deciding what to have for dinner. Sometimes I spend more time deciding what to eat than actually devouring the chosen meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;But I guess I know what I want out of life, more or less. I'm only 16 going on 17 and I have a long way ahead of me (I hope) and I know that my opinions will change, my ambitions will be altered and my goals will start to be different, the older I get. But that's what life is. It's a never ending growing process. I look at my grandpa, he just turned 91, he's still growing. growing never stops. No one ever finds a nice plateau and just sits there. Life is an evolution. Evolution is thought. Thought is opinions. Your opinions and stuff that matter to you is what make you, well, you. I suppose, the trick to life is simply to learn to grow up gracefully. I prefer to live on a day-to-day basis but I know that I have to make decisions that will affect my long term future. I guess, it's these decisions that make you who you are. Cause the decisions are based on your opinions, and the cycle continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-338445755719020543?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/338445755719020543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=338445755719020543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/338445755719020543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/338445755719020543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#338445755719020543' title='and the cycle continues'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4302055645337797251</id><published>2007-07-17T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T00:25:53.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>show time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yowza. okay our Tapestry slot has been changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;we're playing at Wheelock place now, at 7.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;its a pretty normal set, a half hour duration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;LOTS of other bands playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;November iris also. they're playing at 1pm. at wheelock also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;what a big time difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i wanna watch them but got church la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;fking busy now, with school and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i cant wait to get over this hurdle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;im mixing the tracks for trains now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;in the process of it la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;alot of work, to make up for a crappy recording session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;well, cant expect much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;we tracked everything in less than 3 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;which is fking retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but i cant wait to get it out la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;the mixing and editing's gonna take a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;due date's 26th july, its gonna be out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;then its show time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;till then, i have alot of editing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but well, we'll wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ok bye people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4302055645337797251?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4302055645337797251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4302055645337797251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4302055645337797251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4302055645337797251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4302055645337797251' title='show time'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-32444579235018785</id><published>2007-07-15T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T02:13:02.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blurbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;yesterday was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;watched harry potter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;it was okay la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i dreaded the part where sirius would die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;wasnt so bad la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i love luna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;today, on the other hand, sucked shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;im fking tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and stressed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;tracked everything for trains today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but im very skeptical about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;was very rushed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i hate time constraints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;music is an art, and art is timeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but this is the world we live in, so we just have to abide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;dunno if i accidentally deleted by other assignment in my thumbdrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;fuck la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;next week is going to be another killer week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;two assignments, same due date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;promises, promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;someone give me a stretcher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;no, someone give me some form of freedom or escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;just for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;fuck la i need to play a show badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;need to let it all go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i cannot wait to gig again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;what a way to let it all go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;29th july at 4pm, people. we're playing at cineleisure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ooh and the Arrant End is playing dxo on the 22nd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;contact Adrain for tickets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;they have their demos on their purevolume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;they're wicked. So do check them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;okay im gonna sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;today was fucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i have alot on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i thought i was easy going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but i stress up real easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;oh and thank you mw for the chitty chat, it really made my day. i cannot wait to catch that movie. again. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;goodnight world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;you horrible, complex world of time and money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and happy 91st birthday, grandpa bong. you are my idol la, i swear. not like you read my blog but i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;im becoming a girl la. fucking wuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-32444579235018785?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/32444579235018785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=32444579235018785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/32444579235018785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/32444579235018785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#32444579235018785' title='blurbs'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1209974538951084342</id><published>2007-07-12T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T00:46:15.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why i love my school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;SAE is the only school which has a toilet in which i've had the balls to have taken a shit in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;its really the cleanest school toilet i've come across!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1209974538951084342?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1209974538951084342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1209974538951084342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1209974538951084342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1209974538951084342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#1209974538951084342' title='why i love my school'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1053547370907153108</id><published>2007-07-11T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T01:28:09.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drifting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's kinda frustrating when time is really not such a readily available resource. You can't do everything you want to do, and you dont get to be everything you want to be. So we make compromises, to make things easier. We sort things out, resulting in certain things having priority over the other things. In the end, its all a choice, cause everything is up to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;With this said, it becomes my fault now, cause apparently, i 'chose' to drift away from my church friends, innit. Well I suppose you could say that. It's justified in what I just said. I simply chose to do the things I did, resulting in my drifting away from the church buddies. It's sad really, cause they're just 'church buddies' now. It's sad really, cause they are 'they.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I suppose I have no one else to blame. But really, just because I do not attend your weird little youth group sessions, I've automatically 'fallen away' from you guys? Leave my own reasoning and opinions alone, cause this is about keeping the friendship now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm not saying that we're no longer friends now. Of course we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Just dont look at me like I'm some sort of 'boy turned bad' or whatever you people wanna lable me for not going for post con anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cause that's seriously very what-the-fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1053547370907153108?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1053547370907153108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1053547370907153108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1053547370907153108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1053547370907153108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#1053547370907153108' title='drifting.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6578338456663485902</id><published>2007-07-08T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T03:50:39.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat yesterday, today and live earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Being fat isnt something to be ashamed of. i know, its easy for me to say, cause im a skinny little twig. and i dont know what its like. im a skinny little boy who doesnt even look half my own age. 'being fat' is something i would never understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but really, what's so embarassing about being fat? yes, i said embarassing. people dont really care that it can be unhealthy. being too skinny is unhealthy too, you know. theyre just embarassed to be fat. why though? its not your fault that you are fat. i saw one fat guy at the skatepark, who wasnt afraid of just taking off his shirt and letting his man tits bounce around while he was skating. he wasnt embarassed. its vanity la, its all vanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yesterday was damn fun la. Avery's birthday. the big man is eggteen years old. happy birthday avery wong. went to swensens and spent alot of money cause of irresistable cravings. and cause it was a happy day. after that we hit home club and everyone was there. we drank a little bit and, i enjoyed myself. just a little bit la. but i still really miss the old home club. it was really more homely. much more. home club looks so fucking sinister now. and zac is funny when he is high. adel is fking funny and fking lame. i like him la. jem is the best. i cannot believe that i am taller than him. but we're still short. and short people eat your knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;today on the other hand was, quite empty, i dont know why. woke up, had a dose of battlefied, had jamming, was pretty productive, had another dose of battlefield with some hooligans who wanted to play against us, had fun la, then went to the youth park show, got dissapointed cause plainsunset didnt get to play cause of fked up organization, saw rika and no direction, awesome la, then went to gardens to meet pam cause she just came back from australia the land of big, and then went home. i saw alot of fat people today (which explains my first paragraph) and the 'live earth' thing was everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;by the way, this whole 'live earth' thing is retarded. i wore green today. for the heck of it. i dont support the show. people who really wanna save the earth won't even use that much electricity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i wanna watch transformers again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;soon la, soon. i will come back to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6578338456663485902?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6578338456663485902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6578338456663485902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6578338456663485902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6578338456663485902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6578338456663485902' title='fat yesterday, today and live earth'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-594015680068765412</id><published>2007-07-03T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T01:08:47.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>towelboy's ass kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hello everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The show yesterday was fking awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Minus the mistakes (not talking about stoplights, but well, including the mistakes for that song la), the noobness, the inperfection, the towel frenzy (zac and jem you watch out) and the butterflies in our tummies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Thank you everyone, for making our dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;For making my dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Thank you adel, thank you atc, thank you hafiz smalls, thank you joey, safith, zachary, leon, khalil, and avery. i owe you everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;thank you daddy for my thinline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;thank you mummy for supporting what i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;thank you friends and family for the overwhelming support. it's awesome having the ones we love watching when we're doing something we love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;we learned so much, and it was awesome working with such nice people. thank you everyone who made sunday's show become sunday's show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I will never forget this show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;God bless everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;btw, transformers fking rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-594015680068765412?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/594015680068765412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=594015680068765412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/594015680068765412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/594015680068765412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#594015680068765412' title='towelboy&apos;s ass kisses'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1534499985012488747</id><published>2007-06-26T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T08:31:26.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>term break = "holidays?" haha! dream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;My holidays are shit. June was packed, and I thought my semester break would well, give me a fucking break. But no can do! Bong still has plenty of shit to do. I had the intention of whining about all my commitments again but I realised that I actually have very few commitments, as compared to a multitude of other people with much better time management skills and who know what their priorities are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay so, I have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;1. My band.&lt;br /&gt;2. My school.&lt;br /&gt;3. Retaking my math and science which i've overlooked terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;4. My church youth group, which has apparently changed its name now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;5. My family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;6. My friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay minus the 'stock standard' commitments that come bundled with life, i.e. commitments that everyone else has, i'm left with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;1. My band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;2. Retaking my math and science which i've overlooked terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;3. My church youth group. which has apparently changed its name now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;When I think about my church youth group, I dont even know why I'm in it sometimes. I feel its not very beneficial. It isn't deep, it isnt mature. They think theyre talking to 13 year olds. Everything's so rah rah. It gets annoying. Im just talking about my youth group, by the way. Not other groups. And im not talking shit about anyone, its just the way I feel about this youth group in general. I think that post con, (now called 'acts II') is a very rah rah, superficial, shallow group. I mean there &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; people in there who understand, and who are alot more mature in their faith than alot of people, but seriously, the majority of them dont think deeply about God and stuff, or at least, appear to. Many of the kids going take the sessions so lightly, I would be surprised if they actually took anything away from it, or if they even cared. I'm not saying that they're bad people. Sometimes I can't even refer to them as 'they' cause 'they' are my friends. But sometimes I feel that the poor members of this goup are just going for the sake of going. And in the first place, every one of us went voluntarity. I hate the fact that they make a big deal out of if when you don't go. Sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt; I dont know what's the point of going. Half the people there are seriously just going because their friends are going. Like me, last year. I only went cause well, Martin Brendan Irwin and all were going. And them being the core people of 'ye olde band' s.o.d. I always had this hope that, for the sake of fun, and for the sake of the good memories that we had growing up, sod would form again. But they're just not interested. Bah, that's probably why that fucking band didn't work out in the first place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I was hoping that in my short two week long semester break, I would have the opportunity of being able to just fucking take a break, and escape a few commitments for a while, put my feet on the coffee table, my head sunk in the couch, and just waste away in front of the tv or something. But No Can Do! I realised that I haven't been studying for my math and science, which I'm retaking, and I've got to fucking take control of this. I also realised that my room is in the biggest fucking mess, and now it's even harder to move things around because all the guys stuff are in there from the recording day. I can't even walk around without tripping over something or stubbing my toe on a piece of equipment. I hate the cymbal stands especially. They have something against my toes, I swear. One day I will create a magical bag that you can stuff all unwanted but wanted stuff inside and you can just take it out with a touch of a button. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I love what I'm learning at Sae, but I don't exactly love my school (as in, the school in its physical sense.) The campus is fucking big. (Sarcasm intended) And their rules are fucking frustrating. You can't book the fucking studios one fucking day after another. Then how the fuck are you going to fucking record? You need at least two fucking sessions. Or more. For a layered song. Isn't it more fucking convenient to let the fucking students book the fucking studios for two fucking days in a fucking row rather than fucking book one fucking day a fucking week? The students can fucking get their fucking work done very much faster, and they could also fucking leave their fucking equipment there for the two fucking days. Which makes the whole fucking thing so much easier. Makes more fucking sense, right! But this is not what i'm flustered about. Im frustrated at the fucking fact that the fucking school isn't fucking open during the fucking holidays! And I fucking have TWO fucking assignments due on the same fucking day, the fucking 26th of fucking July! And there is alot to fucking do with those fucking assigments, and the fucking annoying part is, I can only do the stuff in the fucking school. How fucking convenient!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I feel like ditching everything but there really is so much to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm looking forward to this sunday, the 1st of july so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm looking forward to it, but once it's over, fuck, back to the mundane real world. Sometimes I think playing gigs helps me to get away from it all. In a certain sense la. For that entire week, I'll hype myself up, I'll be in my own ditsy zone, and i'll zone out, on the day itself. It's fun, cause I'm doing what I love, and I'm in that "i'm gonna do what i'm gonna do cause i wanna do it and none of you bastards can stop me!" kinda mood and I basically just zone out and have fun my own way and its just so much fucking fun la. I love the freedom and escape that gigs give me. I get a blood rush when I'm up on stage and my friends and their friends and people who think they're friends are down there supporting my band and I. I love that feeling of apprehension when you go up there, strap the guitar around you and play the first chord. I love the whole thing, its just so much fun, it lets me be in my own zone for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;But one to two days after that, all the hype, all the people adding our band on friendster or myspace or what have you, the sudden increase in plays on the myspace music player, be it fifty or just five, it feels so good and all, but reality strikes in due time, and life goes all mundane again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;But I dont care la I can't fucking wait for the 1st of July show. My parents are coming. Adel's parents are coming. Saf's parents are coming. Leon also. Cmon la, its like fucking esplanade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm hoping and praying for the best crowd for sunday's show. But I'm prepared for the worst, and whatever it is, I'm still just gonna give my fucking best, cause it makes me happy. You can count on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Take care, you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get busy doing the things I have to do during my "holidays."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Love everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1534499985012488747?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1534499985012488747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1534499985012488747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1534499985012488747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1534499985012488747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1534499985012488747' title='term break = &quot;holidays?&quot; haha! dream!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-5842349577835319973</id><published>2007-06-25T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:12:29.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in God. He is creation; Creation is God, God is the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in Satan. He's a bored bitch but unfortunately, he exists too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in Money. Everyone wants money, but money doesn't want anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in Love. It's all you really need, to give it and to receive it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in Imperfection. Humans dominate the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in Karma. Do good things, but even when good things don't happen to you, you still feel good knowing you did something good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in Justice. It prevents you from being killed when you walk out of your house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in Rebellion. Rebellion gave the people what they wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in your Friends. They are kind enough to care about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in your Family. They love you enough to have made you in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in your Dreams. Without dreams, you would have nothing to hope for, nothing to live for, nothing of which you could die trying to achieve and still be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in your Goals. When you achieve them, you will be content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in your Purpose. When you find it, you will find peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe in Yourself. Your whole being, and everything you do, everything you think and feel, inside and out, makes you what you are; and everyone is beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Most importantly, Believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Set your mind straight, and stand for what you believe in. Not stand by. Stand for. And it will keep you going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Just Believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-5842349577835319973?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/5842349577835319973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=5842349577835319973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5842349577835319973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5842349577835319973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5842349577835319973' title='Believe.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8269038235246320810</id><published>2007-06-17T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:33:46.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it gay to wake up with a frown?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Whoever said that &lt;em&gt;"money cannot buy happiness" &lt;/em&gt;is fucking wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I would like to argue that money &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; buy happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;How many of us are happy with the amount of money we have, and what we can do with that limited amount? How badly you want a &lt;em&gt;particular item&lt;/em&gt;, which, upon receiving possession of it, will give you a certain degree of happiness, but you just dont have enough money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's what I call fucking frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's not happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;If you had enough money, you would be so much more comfortable. You'd be able to have anything you want, whenever you want. You dont need to think twice before getting something at starbucks or coffee bean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And you will be able to buy that &lt;em&gt;particular item&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And upon receiving possession of it, you will be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Therefore, money can make you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I solemly tell you, money can buy you happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Let me tell you what money can't buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Money cannot buy peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Money cannot buy love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Money cannot buy friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Money cannot buy family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Money cannot buy hard work and effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Money cannot buy the #1 thing you really care about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Money cannot buy satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Money cannot buy contentment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Those things are of higher value than just 'happiness.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And that's a whole different ball game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Other than that, nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;Those are the things that make your life complete.&lt;br /&gt;Its all about love, really. Just love. You dont even need that much money. Money can make you happy, but it can't make you content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Love to give, love to receive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and you will be content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;or maybe im just a fucking good for nothing underachieving bastard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I don't know why I'm in such a bad mood. I woke up with a frown. For the first time in a long time. And that's not good. It's so gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;like the gig yesterday. it was really gay. not happy gay. it was just really fucked up. For Trella only. Thats even more fucked up. Cause the real bands brought their own equipment. And we didn't. I sincerely apologise to the whole crowd, everyone who went down, expecting something huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;You guys were amazing. The biggest crowd we've managed so far, and to let you down like this, really, this really isn't right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm sorry for the sponsor who gave the shitty equipment.&lt;br /&gt;He will eat rotten bananas with his mat bands that he 'manages'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm sorry that our set was so fucking early, so early that none of the real bands could have come to our aid with their real equipment on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;The gig was really fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can walk away knowing that we still gave a good show, crappy equipment and all. At least I gave my 100 percent. And that's something we should hold on to. One thing im grateful for was Vertical Rush's encouragement for us. Aaron Leng was right la. Turn down the volume but turn up the stage presence, and give it your 100 percent, and you will still walk away giving a good show, knowing it, and feeling that way too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;On behalf of Trella, I promise you a much much much much much better show this 1st of July when we play alongside Adel and the Control Takers at the Esplanade Powerhouse. keep checking &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/trellaband"&gt;http://myspace.com/trellaband&lt;/a&gt; for the details which are still yet to arrive at my inbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;We'll also be recording our demo very very soon. Like finally, you can listen to two or three of the horrible catastrophies we call 'songs' in some form of quality. We're actually gonna produce cds and distribute them for free. Because we are so charitable and so head on about promoting ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;But also because our wallets do not permit such high expenditure, we will only have limited copies of the demo cds, so if you really want to get them, get them quick or else.... you have to type so many letters and click so many buttons before you can download it off myspace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;More details soon la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oh, and happy father's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8269038235246320810?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8269038235246320810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8269038235246320810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8269038235246320810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8269038235246320810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8269038235246320810' title='is it gay to wake up with a frown?'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1132021541197953392</id><published>2007-06-11T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T02:57:07.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend that induced the sexiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hello. Okay la ill update my blog. this weekend was retarded. I spent all my time either in the church's con camp helping or with the what thaf boys. Im tired to the max. My parents are out of town, and so's my sister, leaving the house to me. But im sick. Yes, I have a fever, i'm aching all over, and I have a sore throat resulting in my newfound but sadly temporary ability to break the boundaries of 'sexy.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And now kenneth and joey are at my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Auditions for Tapestry 07 went well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And the praise and worship for con camp was good. Was a good time for me to focus on God more and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And that's pretty much what my weekend consisted of. I had to miss rock the sub for that, but, oh well. I did the right thing, mafakas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Next week's packed again. I have an exam on wednesday, band practice on thursday, gig on friday, recording on sunday, oh boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;cannot wait for the gig la. got caracal, ava, giants must fall, vertical rush omg, then got us. whahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ay, i'll update more next time la. damn tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and my voice is really, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;thank you, goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;adel is the sex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1132021541197953392?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1132021541197953392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1132021541197953392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1132021541197953392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1132021541197953392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1132021541197953392' title='the weekend that induced the sexiness'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1735382916800553795</id><published>2007-05-29T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:54.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesumus maximus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yowza! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Got back from gardens with some people a while ago. Met a few more people there too. Bryan's fingers are fucking spastic la. Gardens is like, a universal hangout place. heh. then I came home, and Junior once again ran to the gate to bless me with some tongue action. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Deafcon was awesumus maximus. I had alot of fun at Deafcon, it was a very enjoyable gig, and well, another bit of good exposure for Trella. It was good la, the turnout was quite the coolio and our friends were pure ownage. I loved how the crowd took to the addition of the Trumpet for Medic Medic, it was really something. And I just love our new song la, Trains is fucking shiok. I wrote a long ass essay at Trella's myspace blog so if you really wanna know about deafcon, just go there la. &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/trellaband"&gt;http://myspace.com/trellaband&lt;/a&gt;. heh. Huge thankyews to those of you who came down to support us, especially those of you who actually took your mother tongue o levels today! such amazing friends la. oh and thankyew marisse, kath-anne, paolo and dominique for taking photos for us! And thankyew Adel for the video that you havent sent me! yet! Paolo and Marisse also, send the photos soon kay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;mmhmm okay Trella's next gig would be on the 15th of June at Youth Park alongside giants like A Vacant Affair, Allura, Giants Must Fall, Vertical Rush, and our big brothers Caracal! Its a power packed lineup la, it's gonna be shiok. The thing starts at like, 5.30pm, I think, and there is no need to flatten your wallet any further than it already might be, cause this event is FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069673421704252562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RlsZHePrzJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZD-r4VKp5bI/s400/somethingREALLYgood-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;We're also gonna be auditioning for Tapestry07, hopefully all goes well for that. Other than that, we're finally getting down to produce a recording of some sort, and we decided to do a demo cd, so we're gonna be recording in the month of June, and since we're recording at my school, im gonna do the mixing and everything myself, and hopefully I can get it all done by like early July. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I cant wait to get our recordings done, so we can actually listen to ourselves from an exterior perspective, in decent quality. But what I really cannot wait for is our show on the 1st of July with Amateur Takes Control at the freaking Esplanade Powerhouse la! That will be like the biggest thing we've landed so far la, really, its a power packed location, as the name of the location itself suggests. Saf, Leon, Adel and I are gonna get our parents down to catch this. haha! Cant wait sia, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;heh, Zac had the priviledge to meet Saosin twice within two weeks of his life and he was so nice to get them to sign something for me woohoo.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069674529805814946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RlsaH-PrzKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/SnQrBXDRi1Q/s320/img016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. i'll be going to Malaysia with my family on wednesday and coming back on sunday morning. Just in time for church, and to catch Anberlin and Copeland! I had the biggest shock and almost died cause I thought I was actually gonna miss Anberlin, I fucking bought the ticket which set me back 60 bucks, and if I had to miss that, fuck sia I dunno what I'd do. but i'll be missing love me butch and ava and homeclub, and ATC and David sparkle at arts house, two fucking must go gigs la. but you can't have everything in life. I cant be at 20 places at one time. But at least I can catch Anberlin and Copeland! Thats gonna be fucking fucking fucking fucking power to the max to the core to the max hardcore times ten gazillion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;June got alot of must go things sia. Got Rock the sub, got rock for wayne, got alot la. Then got church stuff all. pppffffttt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;June's actually pretty packed for me sia. Im suddenly in the worship team for the confirmation camp, and i've got to go for post con camp as well. Its funny la, these church groups. like, it isnt compulsary, right. you join them, and when you dont go for a while, you're automatically classified as some sort of 'case' that is in need of help. And I cant bring myself to say that I dont wanna go for post con camp la, its like, not that polite right. haha, so just go lor. sigh. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Then Trella's got the recordings and gigs and auditions and what not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my school assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Then I gotta study for math and combined science.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my friends are gonna ask me to hangout with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my family is gonna make me hangout with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck sia I wish I can make each day last longer. That would be a really cool power to have, wouldn't it? I wish I had the power to do that. It would solve like almost anything. I want the power to stop time. That would be the coolest fucking power anyone could have la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay la I think i'm done with blogger for now. I'll just resume the war going on between my head and my stupid heart. okay bye, muchos luvos, everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1735382916800553795?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1735382916800553795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1735382916800553795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1735382916800553795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1735382916800553795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1735382916800553795' title='awesumus maximus'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/RlsZHePrzJI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZD-r4VKp5bI/s72-c/somethingREALLYgood-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6937945215270983785</id><published>2007-05-19T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T02:50:43.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excellenty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hello blogger.com, today was excellenty, and I like that word very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;New word = positive effect &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Woke up, studied a little, met Joey Leon Holly and good ol Kenneff Chiaa after such a long time. i shall always have very fond memories of that fellow. i love that white bastard. I miss those times, like two years ago, when Joey Kenneff Hollee Chloe Avery Priss and Cheryl and I would always hangout at plaza sing and dunno do what la. damn fun. I miss that. I miss everything old lah. okay, right, then I was going home today and I decided to drop by gardens to meet chloe and miss tickletoes, and chloe is fucking retarded, and tickletoes talks too fast, and I ran into yilong and beaniedick, two classmates I will never forget. Really. They made secondary school life very unique. I miss my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And I got new shoes today! yay, I am beginning to blog in a very ghey manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Speaking of 'ghey,' how come guys have to like, know so many things. Like girls dont need to care and its allright, but for guys, you're automatically considered disabled/weird/fuckingretarded/gay if you dont know certain things. Like what went on when 'Man-u played against Aston Villa' or whatever, or like how you play certain 'games' and what have you, and if you suck, then you're gay, and youre not a 'man.' What the fuck, i mean, really, what the fuck. What about people who really dont give a shit? does that make them uh, not 'men?' Fuckin goompas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;On a brighter note, There's jamming tomorrow... need to practice the new song, It's damn shiok, it's called Trains, I cant wait to play it... I can't wait for deafcon, I think it's gonna be hella fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Trella's having alot going on now... well not alot compared to like other bands, haha but its alot more than I've ever done, and I must say, I'm enjoying every bit of it. here's what our gig calendar looks like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th May&lt;/strong&gt; - with Firebrands Bad Obsession and all for Deafcon 3 &lt;strong&gt;@ DXO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15th June&lt;/strong&gt; - with Caracal AVA and all for Somethingood @ &lt;strong&gt;Youth Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st July&lt;/strong&gt; - with Amateur Takes Control for some show @ &lt;strong&gt;Esplanade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and we're auditioning for Tapestry 07, and to open for Rockforgood 07 as well, so hopefully all goes well... I think we're playing for Caracal's EP Launch, but I dunno when that's gonna be. soon la. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;We're gonna be demo-ing soon... recording our demo at my school, in June, I hope all goes according to plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;so exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Can't wait for Anberlin and Copeland la! 3rd June... power packed to the core la.. excellenty..... serious stuff....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And the night before that, 8pm at Arts house, AMATEUR TAKES CONTROL WITH IAMDAVIDSPARKLE, 2nd june laaaa. another shiok weekend.... super excellenty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;this weekend's also quite shiok.... can't wait for c.u.t. tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Well life's getting kinda busy, got numerous projects and assignments for school and Math and Chem and Physics o levels to study for, (kc gab lynn study next week on ah!) and Trella stuff to do and SOD stuff to fix and whatever la. church, friends, family, school, o levels, trella, that's all I really care about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and Fractions by Emery. it was written for me la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;oh cobblestones, im such a fucking girl sia. its not bad right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;okay bye bye dont laugh at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6937945215270983785?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6937945215270983785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6937945215270983785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6937945215270983785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6937945215270983785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6937945215270983785' title='excellenty'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4151662025153211360</id><published>2007-05-08T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:54.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deafcon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hello hello. I was watching smosh on youtube just now. Its damn stupid. I like it alot. Okay anyway, we're playing at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Deafcon 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on Saturday, the &lt;strong&gt;26th&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's gonna be Trella's biggest show yet, so I'd really love to see all my friends there, especially those of you who give a shit. If you think we're worth giving a shit for, then by all means, do come on down, please! &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt; We're on at &lt;strong&gt;6.30pm&lt;/strong&gt; but we would really appreciate it if you guys settle your tickets &lt;strong&gt;quickly&lt;/strong&gt; cause we gotta pass the the money to them by 1pm on that day. yup. Tickets are at &lt;strong&gt;$10 from us&lt;/strong&gt; and $12 at the door. Do let me know if you need a ticket kay? thanks so much guys. and girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;So here's the poster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062236558418816306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RkCtVDmMrTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dgjYMigATKs/s400/deafcon3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;There you go. heh. I dont quite like the poster. hahahahahaha but oh well. Trella's name is too big. hahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;okay bye people. please remember that it is your concern when your neighbour's wall is on fire. the world will be a much happier place once everyone remembers that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;p.s. Lamb chops ah, you're on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4151662025153211360?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4151662025153211360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4151662025153211360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4151662025153211360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4151662025153211360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4151662025153211360' title='deafcon'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/RkCtVDmMrTI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dgjYMigATKs/s72-c/deafcon3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-2407767184455587353</id><published>2007-05-04T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:54.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eat my fucking skippy'/><title type='text'>eat my skippy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RjotyTmMrRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/alctW13el2I/s1600-h/Peetours+180861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060407473581370642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RjotyTmMrRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/alctW13el2I/s200/Peetours+180861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dude. I would seriously kill for a 007 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Today was fine, went for my signal flow test in school. Went okay lah, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;after that, went back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;went out with my rents, ate at botak jones.... teriffic food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;then went back home.. studied a little...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and thats what my day consisted of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;pretty damn sian if you ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I cant wait to play deafcon 3.... Its gonna be at dxo, on the 26th of May... keep that saturday free if you can.. its gonna be trella's biggest gig yet. Gonna be super fun... really cant wait. Im damn thankful to exe for letting us play. its quite a big thing for Trella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I love the food at botak jones.... its really brilliant. We're going there tomorrow. Can't wait. Then its off to arab street for a good seesha session. Havent had one in quite a while. I miss those times. theyre not too long ago anyway. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Then there's jamming on Saturday. more $$ out, less $$ in. sigh..... oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Im saving up for my clone theory and holy grail reverb... im nowhere close. hahaha.... God of all finances, please throw a million dollars at me now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay, I went to throw out the garbage just now, and i came across this weird stink. not like the usual garbage stink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;no, not good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I dont know what it was, but the smell was really retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Speaking of smells, i kinda lost my perfume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dont know lah. Quite retarded. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Past few days have been quite a rollercoaster ride, and well I guess I mostly brought on by myself. People make mistakes. Im sorry, really, sorry it turned out that way but things are pretty much good and healthy now anyway so I guess things turned out alright. If there's anything I can do, please let me know. Bongsa's toilet paper at your service. I reloaded. (inside joke, yes? well its not really a joke. It was an analogy. from a very flustered me, at that point in time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Emery's Fractions was totally written for me lah. I swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;'At times like these, Emery never fails..' - Safith Bafith angel x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I fucking love you la, Saf. Thanks a to the max times ten gazillion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hmm. Driving force. I was asked what drives me to wake up every morning, and after a quick examination of my heart and my mind, the things I care most about, especially right now, is Trella, family, friends, God and school. This is what Im living for right now... Its quite pleasing. Trella's moving along slowly, my family's made up of the best people ever, God who has done so much for me is and always will be the greatest being that ever is and ever will be, and school is exciting and new and awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;But there's still something huge that's missing, its still missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;A part of me tells me that coming to terms with whatever's missing here would make me content. But the other part just fuels the quest for whatever's missing here. So who do I listen to?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;damn i could really use a breath of mountain air right now. hahah..... yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;okay bye, blogspot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;eat my skippy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;its peanut butter, dope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-2407767184455587353?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/2407767184455587353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=2407767184455587353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/2407767184455587353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/2407767184455587353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2407767184455587353' title='eat my skippy'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/RjotyTmMrRI/AAAAAAAAAD0/alctW13el2I/s72-c/Peetours+180861.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8224908803686435073</id><published>2007-04-29T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T15:17:41.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello blogspot. Its sunday morning.. Im feeling itchy and scratchy even though I showered.. Im prolly gonna shower again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; I was supposed to go to church for 11am mass and my mom woke me up at 8 something and I went to shower without thinking and now I'm just kinda stuck awake cause if I sleep, I will just sleep and prolly miss mass or something... that's bad and should never be done.. by anyone... it's just not right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Gig yesterday was awesome.. Turnout was really bangin! And I was worried that our little noob band wouldnt be able to sell enough tickets. We cleared all the tickets, plus extra.. So it's good.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It was really damn awesome to see how many super supportive friends we have. I love you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Big thank-you to everyone who came.. Ive said this before and I'll say this again; It's the people watching that make the gigs awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So super huge thanks to everyone who came down yesterday to catch your favourite noob baby band Trella losing its virginity to the stage at Dxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We'll be taking a short short break now, to mould the next few horrible catastrophies we call 'songs' into playable pieces of music. So, we won't be playing until like the end of May. that's like a month away. yup. We're playing for Deafcon 3 on the 26th of May, so keep your heads up for that. And mister Ikbal asked us to play for some x-games thing somewhere in june/july, dont really know but yea so just keep your heads up.. that one's gonna be huge.. okay lah not huge but it would prolly be the coolest thing we've done so far. Pretty exciting stuff, innit? But 26th of may is 2 days before chinese o levels. So I dunno if my chinese friends can come. 70 percent of Singaporeans are chinese. and even more take chinese for o levels. and alot of you guys are doing o levels this year. and its gonna be damn iffy. =\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh and sorry kc, we didnt end up making the very advertised 'field trip' in the end, cause alot of us had holes in our wallets instead of money. So we decided to play battlefield. The call came, and we answered. tempting lah. sorry kc...... i told you i'd go... but i didnt... so im sorry... really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but you never come for our gig also! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;nehneenehneepoo poo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay i think ill go shower now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;then ill meet irwin at church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and then. we will go for mass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;lunch, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and then, I dont know... tee hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay bye blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wanna hold you so tight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8224908803686435073?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8224908803686435073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8224908803686435073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8224908803686435073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8224908803686435073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8224908803686435073' title='i want more!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4844281361314602495</id><published>2007-04-27T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T02:33:11.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>push the tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello. I'm in a very... reminiscing mood now. I've been having so many flashbacks, its like a movie. Ive been getting this alot. Maybe it's the long bus rides to school and back. Okay, it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;the long bus rides. Its the cause of the 'alone time'. Just a few months ago I was blogging about how I loved alone time. And now Im hating the fact that its making me see all the shit in my life. I get bored when Im alone and I get lazy to even read something. I dont even carry a book with me anymore. I will then get bored. I like to be bored, somtimes. Well, I get bored and I mentally plunge into the song playing on my  little mp3 player. And that particular song, whatever song that may be, would dictate the thought processes throughout the rest of the journey. And sometimes certain songs remind you of certain periods in your life. And its just stunning how the memories just shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I miss all the old times. Everything. I miss everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Being on the bus for long periods of time gives you this brief 'time window' where you can actually pause your life and not worry about anything. You're sitting on the bus and all you can do is wait till it arrives at your destination. There is nothing you can do to make the bus go faster or get rid of the people in it. All you do is find a place and sit down. Or stand up. and while you're standing up, there is nothing else to do, than to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Life is not bad. Everything at home's pretty okay. It's getting better. My grandparents have stopped giving me shit about my o level results. Things are looking allright with the family. School's picking up pace, it looks tough now, theres lots to do, but I like what I'm doing and I'm trying as hard as ever to make the most of my course. Its what i've always wanted to go into anyway. Studying for the o level subjects im retaking is finally, just finally, starting to pick up pace. Things on the spiritual front is, well quite okay. Just kinda kicked up our christian band? Its picking up pace. Everything's picking up pace. Trella's picking up pace as well. Still scrounging around for gigs here and there and we finally landed ourselves one at dxo, so I think that's gonna be fun. The sian part is, the pwnage gig is on the same day. So we have to do another field trip. We can never get proper gigs. We are such fucking noobs. We dont know anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I cant wait to do something huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Something that will turn heads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nothing i've done so far was very spectacular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Moron Madness back in 05' was fucking retarded. Audiorojak was, weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I wanna fucking own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But I prolly gotta grow the fucking up first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amidst everything that's happening now, there's a certain lack of something. A certain emptiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Something's missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It's a big gaping hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Everything's happening now but something's missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If love is a fast song then someone please speed me up to 288900192397 beats per minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4844281361314602495?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4844281361314602495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4844281361314602495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4844281361314602495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4844281361314602495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4844281361314602495' title='push the tempo'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1409959961259522513</id><published>2007-04-20T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T02:13:38.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Homosexuality was very prominant today. I was on the way to school and I saw this fucking transvestite. He/she looked fucking disgusting. I have never seen anything like it. Even from way up on the upper deck of the bus, the sight of this 'oddity' was enough to make me retch. Seriously. The people around that &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; were staring and walking away hurriedly too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;That was not enough. After lessons, I agreed to watch an episode of Southpark on my friend's laptop. What harm could it do, right? Watching the ultimate ass kicking cartoon ever on a friend's laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well it just so happened that this episode was the one where they rediculed the movie 300 and it consisted of Lesbians fighting gay Persians.&lt;br /&gt;But it was okay lah, it was fucking hilarious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The one on the way home was the worst. On the way home, I was walking towards the bus stop, and on the opposite side of the road, there was a bunch of real gays and real lesbians getting ready to cross the road to get to Hotel 81, if I got the assumption right. No doubt the gays and lesbos were among normal people, but it was an annoyingly huge percentage of gays and lesbians. And I felt really annoyed. Like why can't you just be happy with being a woman. or a man. nothing else says it better than 'what the fuck.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But these people didnt do anything to me so I dont really give a fuck. hahah.. so much for my 'i hate homosexuals' first three paragraphs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;its just really weird when all these things start staring at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;School's finally getting more challenging. Yes, I used the word challenging. haha... I got my first assignment and all I need to do is to edit some stuff on Protools.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh yea. and friday's event at home club has an age limit. hahahahahhahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay so young people like me wont be able to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But saturday's still on. Can't wait for saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh and next saturday's gonna be better still. Trella's gonna be playing at DXO! More details out at a later date, kay peeps? We're prolly gonna be doing another 'come watch trella and then we can scoot over to watch caracal after that' because caracal and ava are playing at home club later on that day.. it's gonna be another great weekend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But before the weekends come, there's always the daily grind of the weekdays. Which would be so much more bearable if.... if I had a genie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I wish I had a genie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I would then be able to wish for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. the ability to stop time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. an unlimited bankroll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. more wishes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yea. money and time is all we really need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;money, time, and love to give and receive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its getting damn boring and Im getting damn lonely now. Im not close to anyone. Okay im close to quite a few people but not like damn damn damn close..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I miss Irwin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I am so damn ghey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Is it possible to put this night to tune, and move it to you?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pachuca sunrise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;minus the bear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;damn good on late nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;prefabally by the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;in the Mediterranean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;with the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;calm breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;light wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1409959961259522513?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1409959961259522513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1409959961259522513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1409959961259522513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1409959961259522513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1409959961259522513' title='ghey.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-705340639220874232</id><published>2007-04-17T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:55.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another power packed weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello everyone! (assuming 'everyone' reads my blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thanks for coming down to Trella's little gig at Lcube last saturday, it was hella fun and great seeing our friends there. Thanks, friends, friends of friends, and people who think they are friends. (just kidding!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay so if you really had it with Trella's sets and my lame jokes, well fret no more! This weekend's going to be another power packed weekend for everyone.. this Friday, 20th of April, AMATUER TAKES CONTROL will be playing, and NOFX will be coming down for the afterparty at HOME CLUB! yep its off beat this friday followed by beat and home club as usual and its gonna be hella fun. Be there or, well, miss the fun. haha... (this is also an invitation/plead to my friends to go with me, because i wouldnt want to go there alone. haha. please!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ANNNNDDDD there's CUT the following day so dont miss out. im lazy to keep typing and thinking, so, just refer to the damn posters lah. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;see you there, biatches! i mean, friends and friends of friends and people who think they are friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054349222769042258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="420" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RiSn1snro1I/AAAAAAAAADk/nJ0QCRe9XIo/s400/off-beat.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054357490581087074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RiSvW8nro2I/AAAAAAAAADs/at5ch8Xb2zI/s400/cut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-705340639220874232?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/705340639220874232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=705340639220874232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/705340639220874232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/705340639220874232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#705340639220874232' title='another power packed weekend!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RiSn1snro1I/AAAAAAAAADk/nJ0QCRe9XIo/s72-c/off-beat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-4617930031385691905</id><published>2007-04-10T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:55.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/Rhp0_-bMz5I/AAAAAAAAADc/XTUTuiuc6mA/s1600-h/playstoprewindgig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051478574487097234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/Rhp0_-bMz5I/AAAAAAAAADc/XTUTuiuc6mA/s400/playstoprewindgig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-4617930031385691905?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/4617930031385691905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=4617930031385691905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4617930031385691905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/4617930031385691905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4617930031385691905' title='one more time'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/Rhp0_-bMz5I/AAAAAAAAADc/XTUTuiuc6mA/s72-c/playstoprewindgig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-5005366444706576906</id><published>2007-04-04T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:55:52.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So tell me, if you really believe that God has a plan for you, why the hell do you pray for something to happen? Why do you bother to pray for someone who's ill to get better, or to score well in an upcoming test or exam, or for an increase in your measly pay, or whatever? Why do you bother to pray for an alteration or an exception in God's perfectly planned out chronology?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If you believe that God planned your entire life and everyone else's too, then why should you pray for Him to change that plan? If a person gets sick, he or she simply gets sick. If a person dies, he or she simply has to die. God planned it, after all. So if you truly believe that God bothered to plan everything out for you, then you just have to accept everything that happens to you as 'God's plan.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;That doesnt sound very comforting now, does it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I think that God did not plan our entire lives out. I certainly do not believe that he has a master logbook that reads, "So and so is going to do this and that today. Exactly 31 minutes and 52 seconds after that, he is going to lose his wallet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I dont think God has a freaky logbook that has that kind of information. It would be super fucking dumb if he had a book like that. It would be really meaningless if he planned everything that we did, or would do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Why do I say that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My take on this would be that God didn't plan anything for us. Because if he did actually plan our every move, he would know if we would end up in heaven or hell, wouldnt he? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;After what I learned about free will, I've come to my theory that God didn't plan our every move, but he simply planned to give us free will, and see what we do with it. After Adam and Eve's little apple incident, God must have probably thought, 'heh, what the hell. i should just let them decide. it would be meaningless if little Adam and tiny Eve over here were to remain robotic creatures that simply do what I tell them. the world is at their hands. i have created everything for them. lets see what they do with it.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And then, poof, he released the 'spell' that made Adam and Eve so 'robotic' and they suddenly put on their little leaves to cover their interesting areas. And from then on, the sickness of sin just spread to ever human being ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So it was God's plan to give us free will. And that's about everything he's ever planned out for us. Everything we do after that just basically helps him with the heaven/hell sorting party. He didn't plan our today, our tomorrow, or even our yesterday. He has better things to do, I guess. What you do with your life is totally up to you. If you decide to go to church regularly, well good for you. If you dont, whatever. God can't help the fact that there are lapsed catholics and christians. Because God didn't plan for them to get lapsed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This leads me on to think that Free Will is actually God's way of measuring our love for him. We have the choice to do whatever we want, so if we decide to go on in faith and believe and love and do whatever pleases God, well I guess that just gives us more points then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But the question that rose after that made me think some more. ha. Well, if you're very faithful to God and his promises, are you just faithful because you want to secure your place in heaven? If you do, well it's not a very nice relationship you have with God there, is it? God didn't plan for anyone to have these kind of relationships with Him. I guess he gave us free will because be wanted us to love Him whole heartedly, and not on command. I say again, God didn't plan your life, my life, or anyone else's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Think about it, let's say, you wanna go somewhere. Instead of another place. You go there. Something happens to you. God's doing? I dont think so. It was totally your choice to go where you went and God has no control over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;That's how you sin. Let's say, you wanna sin. Instead of doing something else. You go ahead and sin. Something happens to you while you sin. God's doing? I dont think so. It was totally your choice to go ahead and sin and God has no control over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We write the future, boys and girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Everything that happens is the result of what we did to achieve that kind of an outcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tell me i'm right, tell me God's plan didnt have anything to do with my life and all the shit's that been happening at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tell me one day, everyone will realise how sad life really is. It has been absolutely fucking retarded, really, ever since money was invented. Our parents spend all their money on our education, so that, ultimately, we can get a job and earn ourselves a decent bankroll, and the cycle continues. It's been basically like that for ages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Seems like money is the new God. Everyone's basically living to get money. You study, so you can get a job, which gets you money. And you work for the rest of your life, to get money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But when you think about it, there really is no other way. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;If someone cancelled the whole money sytem, It would result in a whole lot of unhapiness. Communism was a try at that, I believe. It didnt fucking work. So there is no way out of democracy. Which makes it ever so hard to find God in anything, after all my weird conclusions about his plan and free will and money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-5005366444706576906?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/5005366444706576906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=5005366444706576906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5005366444706576906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5005366444706576906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5005366444706576906' title='food for thought.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-2523191179525958600</id><published>2007-03-29T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T02:43:52.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indie/comedy/jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay I dont know what in jumping dogwash just happened but I actually typed a whole essay about 'what I am doing with my life right now' but blogger kinda ate it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Congragulations to blogger! now I have to do some weird ass shit just to get my post 'published.' I have to type a 'word verification.' This is utterly lame and so unnecessary. Just like the 'Trim and Fit' program they have in public schools. Which they are apparently doing away with. Good! I like that. For this simple reasoning; seriously, tell me who in the crusades of intergalactic hopes despair poop chicken rice has the right to care if another person is fat? Good cheese pyramid, theyre kids! Fat kids are the epitomy of life lived to the fullest. Remember, the circle is the most perfect shape in the universe. Strive to attain it! Thats why I love my dad to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay, my mind drifted again. Back to the "BLOGGER ATE UP MY PREVIOUS POST!" outrage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;drawing on that, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ow I see why everyone's slowly switching to livejournal and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But I'm lazy to switch and I'm pretty old school. (take my cell phone for an example)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So I will just continue with blogger. One nasty experience can't ruin blogger's awesome bond with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So here, 'what's happening with bong's life right now' in a nutshell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- I've just started school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- I'm doing my Audio Engineering diploma course in 'SAE institute.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- Being the youngest in class, it feels weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- But I like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- Just so you know, I'm retaking my o level math and science(phy chem) to compensate for the terrible D7 and E8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm also starting to get more involved in church. (I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- And family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- SOD's planning to make a comeback. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;- And Trella's finally moving along! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I've got a lot to commit myself to, but I think it'll work out. 2007 is making me smile a lot more than any other year has, even though there already have been certain downs; there were definitely more ups this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;p.s. Trella's listed genres on our myspace reads 'indie/comedy/jungle.' hence, the title of this post. How many of you guys think it's fitting? (This is not a trick question)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-2523191179525958600?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/2523191179525958600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=2523191179525958600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/2523191179525958600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/2523191179525958600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2523191179525958600' title='indie/comedy/jungle'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-218581887775905880</id><published>2007-03-28T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T01:21:30.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your lucky number is 32345543423225. Watch for it everywhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;In the beginning, the universe was created. This made a lot of people very angry and is highly regarded as a bad move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-218581887775905880?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/218581887775905880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=218581887775905880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/218581887775905880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/218581887775905880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#218581887775905880' title='Your lucky number is 32345543423225. Watch for it everywhere.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-5262277170528765528</id><published>2007-03-24T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T04:11:13.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Young Electrolytes?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello, okay so I just did up Trella's myspace, friendster and purevolume. (Thank you Holly!) We had nothing else to put up, so I ripped the audio off Holly's video of us performing at &lt;strong&gt;Home Club&lt;/strong&gt; the other day and put it up. I know, incredibly lame, crappy and budget. BUT THIS IS ONLY TEMPORARY! We will do a real recording soon, okay? we'll do our demo, hopefully, by around June or something. Yup so you can visit our myspace at &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/trellaband"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;http://myspace.com/trellaband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (thank you Holly!) and our friendster at &lt;a href="http://friendster.com/trella"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;http://friendster.com/trella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and our purevolume at &lt;a href="http://purevolume.com/trella"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;http://purevolume.com/trella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (thank you Holly once more!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yea, we kinda owe our myspace and purevolume to Holly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well okay. yup, now um, we're the so-called 'young electrolytes.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Whatever the hell that means lah. its good. i like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Thanks for all the support, thank you friends and friends of friends for your kind-to-the-core support! This is only the beginning, yes? Cheers for the road ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-5262277170528765528?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/5262277170528765528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=5262277170528765528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5262277170528765528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5262277170528765528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5262277170528765528' title='&quot;Young Electrolytes?&quot;'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-2676205858004062450</id><published>2007-03-13T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T01:46:22.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn gay timing haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hi, okay people, heads up. (assuming 'people' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;do read this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;for the gig on &lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;16th&lt;/strong&gt; which is at &lt;strong&gt;Gashaus&lt;/strong&gt;, we will be playing at &lt;strong&gt;4.20 pm&lt;/strong&gt;. Hyperion will be opening at 3pm. please please please &lt;strong&gt;confirm your ticket orders&lt;/strong&gt; with me ASAP and &lt;strong&gt;pay&lt;/strong&gt; me the money accordingly ASAP as well, before the gig if you can! please do, to&lt;strong&gt; avoid complications&lt;/strong&gt; both on my part and yours. haha thanks. ok yeah i know, our gig has damn &lt;strong&gt;gay timing.&lt;/strong&gt; but you havent heard of the next day yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;haha, the gig on &lt;strong&gt;saturday,&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;17th&lt;/strong&gt;, we will be playing at around &lt;strong&gt;2 plus&lt;/strong&gt;, caracal at 3 and holly and the djs at 4. so please show up early! pretty please show up early! damn early, the earlier the better. hahahah i think home club doesnt want to be a nightclub on saturday. theyre starting this new thing, where the party is gonna be during the day, when the sun is the hottest, and when the air con is the coolest. that way, this would be a great way for people to escape the sun and have a good time. sounds good? it should. haha okay so please please confirm with me and get to me or holly or me or holly or me or holly for a spot on the guestlist cause its strictly rsvp. just contact holly lah. hahahah okay seeyou there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;aight, take care yall. my next post will not have all these adverts. sorry about the commercial break, and thats for all you people who like to peek into my life and explore my mind with me. my next post will be a good ol reflective one with lots of thinking put into it, i promise! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-2676205858004062450?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/2676205858004062450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=2676205858004062450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/2676205858004062450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/2676205858004062450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2676205858004062450' title='damn gay timing haha'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-5749159289513912945</id><published>2007-03-09T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:31:43.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='megahollytron spinning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yup.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gashaus 16th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeclub 17th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aaaaahhhhhh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gig'/><title type='text'>commercial break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRELLA AND HYPERION @GASHAUS, 16th March!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;16th March 2007&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;3pm till late&lt;/strong&gt;, 'Maximum @ Gashaus!' An excellent show of mixed genres with contrasting acts such as When Living Feels Like Dying, &lt;strong&gt;Trella&lt;/strong&gt;, Hyperion and many more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tickets at $12 with a free drink.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Contact Bong at &lt;a href="mailto:zokes_@hotmail.com"&gt;zokes_@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; to get yourself a ticket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRELLA AND CARACAL @HOMECLUB, 17th March!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;17th March 2007 &lt;strong&gt;2pm to 10pm&lt;/strong&gt; pre-Guerilla party featuring:&lt;br /&gt;CUT DJs-&lt;strong&gt;Megahollytron&lt;/strong&gt;, PCST, and Elias ,(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/comm_undies"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/comm_undies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Indie rock superstar upstarts &lt;strong&gt;Caracal&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/caracalcaracal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;www.myspace.com/caracalcaracal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;and young electrolytes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trella! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Holly or Bong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; or anyone else involved for a spot on the guestlist.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT TO BE MISSED! :)&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/14899262-5749159289513912945?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/5749159289513912945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=5749159289513912945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5749159289513912945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/5749159289513912945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5749159289513912945' title='commercial break'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6115361025076480551</id><published>2007-02-27T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T01:52:29.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Narration and the Thought Processes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I can't sleep. Again. I've gotten myself into another routine that would be classified 'socially inacceptable' for reasons i cannot comprehend. Actually I can, once I look at it. My routine is seriously fucked up. Well its still a routine. that's the good part. but it's fucked up. That's obviously the bad part. haha, well no shit, right. If someone asked me to describe an average working day to him/her, I would have to begin a truly long winded narration as detailed as possible to truly bring out the boredom and agony of each day, which would begin as follows....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"Work at pastamania's at 6 to 11 in the evenings. if im not working my morning job (which would require me waking up at 7.30am), i would wake up at probably 3 or 4pm, laze around in bed, have barely enough time to take a shower, put on my work uniform and swallow a cup of tea before heading out to take a bus which would bring me all the way to Funan, where work for me is. It's starting to become a chore, but what keeps me going is the fact that I'm getting money for what I do. I would proceed to have my 'staff meal' and what not before I start work proper. I would then be seen serving the restraunt's patrons their meals and clearing their sometimes disgusting leftovers. The closing procedure of the shop would commence at around 8.30 and I would proceed to do whatever I need to do. It's filthy to do the dustbin shit. Mopping with a mop that has a broken mop handle isnt fun and your back will tell you that. Work would be done by 11pm. I would walk out to the nearest bus stop where I can take 147 all the way home. Leon would then make my journey home so much bearable by giving me a call and having a wonderful chit chat session with me all the 40++ minutes that it takes to get back. Seriously, this time is the best time to talk with me on the phone now, since my life is so "hectic." &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;(yea, the word 'hectic' is in inverted commas because well, yeah. it just is. see, other people are far more involved in countless more things than I am. Im really too used to the 'flake out' lifestyle. And Ive only had it for say, 2 months? So I would call this 'hectic.' Fuck, okay my mind is wondering again, causing me to go off topic. I am going to make this whole section that is off topic worded in brown so its easier for you to chose not to read this sad sorry waste of your fucking time. Okay I did it. yay! ooh, what good hand eye coordination I have. My fingers type exactly what my mind thinks, when my mind thinks it. For example.. &lt;em&gt;"OH! chocolate. I want some. There's some in the fridge. But im too lazy to get it. I'll just sit here and continue whatever I am doing.&lt;/em&gt;" Ah fuck la okay maybe my fingers are too slow. my fingers weren't exactly that fast, and whatever was going through my mind did not come out on this screen exactly when that thought was being processed. Probably a million other thoughts went through my mind when I was doing this, like, &lt;em&gt;'this really isn't working.'&lt;/em&gt; Okay I've strayed away from the topic. I was talking about my work and my routine, right? well you have learned a fair bit about how my mind works now. okay let me continue. Oh, i put a bracket in before I wrote all this, right? I'll complete the punctuation, good and proper. I will insert a closing bracket at the end, as so.)&lt;/span&gt; Okay! where were we. Oh right. "okay, I would come home at about 12 or something. After dumping my bag in my room, I would proceed to take a shower. Feeling refreshed, I would then go online, do whatever, raid the fridge, spend more time online, and then its suddenly 2am the next day. I would then decide to get some shut eye. I peel my eyes off the computer, drag my body to my room, dump myself on my bed or my couch, proceed to do what I set out to do, but even though I would be dead tired, I would not be able to get myself to sleep. After much contemplation of whether to move my sad sorry ass, I would finally drag myself to the living room where the internet is, to either go on myspace or chat, or do whatever, or in this case, update my blog. I would spend quite a bit of time here, and soon it would be 4 something in the morning. I decide to finally go to sleep, since I would be feeling slightly tired by that time. (I honestly dont know where I get my energy from) I proceed to again, peel my eyes off the computer, drag my body to my room, dump myself on my bed or my couch, proceed to do what I set out to do, but even though I would be dead tired, I would not be able to get myself to sleep. After much contemplation of whether to move my sad sorry ass, I would finally drag myself to the kitchen to get myself a glass of milk. by that time, it would be about 5-ish. I would then finish my glass of milk, head back to my room, lie down and close my eyes, hoping and praying (seriously) that I would fall asleep soon. I would then think about where I want to go now that I've successfully screwed up my O levels, and what I really want in life. Not what I really want to &lt;em&gt;do,&lt;/em&gt; just what I really &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;That in turn, I believe, would influence what I would do in life, to get what I want in life. Fuck, all we really want and ever need in life (not in order of importance) is simply sleep, good food, acceptance, love, friends and family. And that's me beginning get lost in thought. Again. Alright, back on track.&lt;/span&gt; "From there, I would happen to recover from my spacey state of physical being while my mind is furiously cranking it up when I hear my dad waking up for work, turning on the bathroom heater, walking to the kitchen, taking his towel, opening the fridge along the way to grab a bite of God knows what, and that would be the last thing I would remember." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And that would be an average working day for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This is, I suppose, a 'new chapter' of life, for me. I guess I've finally learnt the real meaning of 'cause and effect.' It's finally hit me. no, not just my mind, but its really hit me. Life really is what I make it out to be. I write my own future. I got to get off my ass and do things for myself in order to get things done for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This whole thing has got me thinking about yes, you guessed it, God. I think about him a lot, even when im not that close to Him. Anyway, I was thinking. If life is really what you make it out to be, if and you truly write your own future, and if everything that happens to you IS really, ultimately, UP TO YOU, where the fuck does that leave this little thing called &lt;em&gt;fate&lt;/em&gt; (that many of us have so much faith in), and where does that leave&lt;em&gt; God&lt;/em&gt; and his, as you people say, his &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Brilliant Plan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; If we all really did write our own futures, how the fuck does God's "Plan" for you come into the picture? What, God 'planned' for you to lose control and smash the car? What, God had it all 'planned out,' that you would have absolutely no self disipline, push studying all the way to the last minute and score badly for your o levels? Oh, God 'planned' for you to actually study hard and ace your o levels? Fuck, it was all you. If you did well for your o levels, it was your effort, not God's. Same thing if you fucked up your o levels. It was your fault, not God's. And dont blame "fate" either. Leave fate alone. Fate hasn't done anything for anybody. It was all us. This brings me back to what I said last year, about the big bang being some crazy coincidence, which would mean that the existance of man is indeed another freakish coincidence of the development of time. If this is all true, then man is really existing by chance. not by the will of anything. If this is all true, then the existance of man and everything we know is all a fucking coincidence. And that means that man has no &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;value&lt;/span&gt;.If we have no value, then what the fuck are we living for? Yeah, well, what the fuck, then. Exactly. For God's sake, AND for the sake of mankind, I for one do believe that man does have value, and that we were all made for a reason. But the sad thing is, really, none of us knows this reason. Well, God supposedly knows. But why the fuck is God so discreet? Can't he see how fucked up the situation is now? People dont know the reason for their existance. Why doesnt God just fucking come down and fix everything, since he is as powerful and almighty as we think he is. Maybe he can't? Maybe thats why he created the churches. I mean he created the people who set up the churches. Why can't God just fucking do something. I'm not losing faith in God, because I still believe that he exists, simply because I believe that my existance is not by chance. Yes, God made me. Yes, he loves me. But what the fuck, man. I wish I could just fucking tell God, "Hey, look at the world. Do something. You're God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But then again, if God were to 'do something,' the world wouldnt be this much fun. Hahah.... Amen to that? Well, yep, I think the world's pretty fine the way it is. Fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;One question though; does God make mistakes? Or was it in his 'master plan' that the world would turn out this way. Was it in his plan to let the fallen angel, well, fall, and become Satan, or was it a mistake? Or was it in his plan? If it wasn't, and if the existance of Satan was indeed a mistake, that would totally fucking burn God's "100% perfect" image, would it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yup, ponder on that. Fuck, I logged into blogger at around 2am++, and It's now 4 something, 5 ish in the morning.... I ought to be turning in. Okay, Goodnight, world. Please bring me a more exciting work day. And I dont mean excitement during the working hours. Thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6115361025076480551?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6115361025076480551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6115361025076480551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6115361025076480551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6115361025076480551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6115361025076480551' title='The Narration and the Thought Processes'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-6562214813913017905</id><published>2007-02-21T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:55.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frenzified february!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Its crazy! Time really flies. Its already February 21st. I've got an interview on the 24th and an acoustic show to play after that and work and jamming and housework to help with and money to earn and and and and and and I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; havent made my Calendar. Phoey! My life really needs some organization right now! Okay I'll try organizing this post up! heh, organizing is fun. order, order order!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Chinese New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay so, the golden question is............. IS BONG CHINESE? hmmm.... okay one.... two... wait for it...... and the answer is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;HE DOESNT KNOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hahaha! seriously. I AM chinese, but... (the fact that there's a 'but' in there already shows how complicated the situation is. oh how i long for a simple, straightforward life!) I'm eurasian too. And my family never lets me forget it. We couldn't have spent Chinese new year's eve in a more eurasian way. Okay so the tradition is that every new years eve there is a reunion dinner and all, right? it just so happened that this year, CNY fell on a Sunday. Which means that new years eve was on a Saturday. Being good catholics, my family decided to go for mass on Saturday evening to fulfil our weekly obligation because Sunday would be packed with activities. Right, so my family just had to go to St. Joseph's church for mass, and then guess where we headed to for dinner? Yup it was SRC, better known as the Padang club for those of you who have no idea what i'm talking about. YA! I KNOW! like, HOW MORE EURASIAN CAN YOU GET! pfft. and we call ourselves 'chinese.' HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ANG BAO(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ha, okay so cny comes with collecting all the red packets with money inside. I haven't counted it all yet but my mom helps me keep some to save it in the bank for future expenditure. haha, so that would hopefully still leave me with a decent bundle of cash. I want to buy so many things! I NEED to buy so many things! haha crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And where do you go now, fool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ha, okay so everyone's been asking me how i did for my o levels. I did about as well as a chimpanzee could do. I mean, what could you expect right? ha, I got 23 measley points for my L1r4 only. thats 5 subjects, and 23 points! that's totally weak. I know, right? Yeah and it totally wasnt any fun telling all the relatives my points. 'Oh so how did you do for your o levels?' was like the most annoying question that day. hahaha.. im actually quite pleased that i got a b3 for my combined humanities though. okay shut up! haha! Ay, well there's nothing to do except to look forward and move on right! Optimism is the key, right! Yup, and I applied for graphic design at Lasalle and have got an interview on the 24th of this month, if you want to know. Im thinking of applying at SAE too... hmmmmmmmmmmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know a really annoying person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033880429557406962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RdvvlH2PXPI/AAAAAAAAADA/jYwrr-cbnHE/s320/marissebong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Haha sorry Marisse, I just had to... Im bored.. hahahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;All work and no play? Im not ready for that! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033882151839292674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RdvxJX2PXQI/AAAAAAAAADI/GpeQTR_NCN4/s320/pastaboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh boy. work is getting to me. arrrrrgh! its getting boring already... But you've got to work hard to get the money.. so... yep. ahha... but its damn boring. someone join the Pastamania workforce please! Its so lonely and boring without friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh yes and before I forget! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yes yes, okay heads up everyone. Trella's got three gigs coming... One acoustic set this Saturday (but its a private party), one at Gashaus on the 16th of march (beggars cant be chosers) and one at home club sometime in late march! If you can come on the 16th, please please tell me right now so I can get your ticket for you. Help Trella sell our tickets! keep your heads up, your ears open, and your eyes right here for more updates and details and shit, kay! see you there, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay I think im kind of done for today. More next time, fellas! bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-6562214813913017905?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/6562214813913017905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=6562214813913017905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6562214813913017905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/6562214813913017905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6562214813913017905' title='frenzified february!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/RdvvlH2PXPI/AAAAAAAAADA/jYwrr-cbnHE/s72-c/marissebong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8231793650288026968</id><published>2007-02-06T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:25:37.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paying adult fare fucking sucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its like i woke up and suddenly, i am a working dude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hahah thats what it really felt like when i opened my eyes that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ha hello, okay so, I fell, apparently. but im all better now, ha! ha ha ha! ha! HA! phoey. i cannot remember anything that happened within a timeframe of roughly 8 hours before and after &lt;em&gt;'the fall.'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;According to informed sources, namely joey and bryan dear, i had temporary amnesia after &lt;em&gt;'the fall.'&lt;/em&gt; i find that totally rad. wheeeeeeee! okay. bleah. fucking saddist. what an accident! okay im going to say something more socially acceptable here, something like: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"thank God im still alive!"&lt;/span&gt; will that do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;haha yep okay so apart from me having suffered a full blown concussion, my week has been really busy. its like i have a life again, but its damn boring. haha. yep im &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;working&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now! im a big boy, yes? woohoo! okay. yep im working at Khalil's dad's school for special kids, its called Little Garden. its a special school for &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;autistic&lt;/span&gt; kids. the pay isnt much to shout about but i think im getting more from them rather than they are from me! ha, really. working with these kids have really opened up my eyes and taught me lots of new things about life. not really about life, but um, rather, the way one would look at life. this little 'job' i have totally gives me a new perspective on things. these kids are awesome. working there is thoroughly enjoyable. plus, i get to hangout with Khalil more! tee hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yup. and im also working at pastamania now. the pay isnt too great either but at least im getting some cash. the one im working at is the outlet at funan. yeah not very fab but, its still something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;bah, who am i kidding. working is damn boring. hahah but i guess this is the way life is. either play along or just fucking rot and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ha okay im better from my concussion. definitely. but im sick now cause i have two fucking jobs and weird fucking times which in turn results in insufficient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; sleep and my shoulder still hurts. this bites. im tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;bleah. o level results out this friday. woooaaashitfuck! this is fucking nerve wrecking! exciting! and, excruciatingly... unbearable! oh the anticipation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;p.s. paying adult fare &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fucking sucks!!!!&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/14899262-8231793650288026968?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8231793650288026968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8231793650288026968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8231793650288026968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8231793650288026968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8231793650288026968' title='paying adult fare fucking sucks!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-1737554191434387631</id><published>2007-01-25T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:33:57.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scooters'/><title type='text'>vote for bong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello! okay. let's see. i love caracal.. tee hee okay everyone knows that. okay, please, tune your radio to the perfect ten (98.7fm, dope!) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this saturday&lt;/span&gt;, at 7pm sharp, cause they are airing a not-to-be-missed caracal interview! yes, so cool right! hahahehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024002782047648642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RbjX6XaGO4I/AAAAAAAAABM/exP6p-SwdJc/s320/caracal+againnn.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RbjO3HaGOxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6CePAO34jxY/s1600-h/IMG_1549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023992830608423698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RbjO3HaGOxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6CePAO34jxY/s320/IMG_1549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RbjNq3aGOwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WYxJTKcDJmQ/s1600-h/bryanlesliebong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023991520643398402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RbjNq3aGOwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WYxJTKcDJmQ/s320/bryanlesliebong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay, so, um. blah. i just want to put up my photos cause i have a lot of photos of us doing nothing. it was just blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3GzCAnThcOc/RbjSs3aGOzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/D58xmd7UCgU/s1600-h/IMG_1593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023997052561275698" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;HOOOOkay! we have taken a lot of photos. its fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. okay, im quite happy right now. i suppose you could say i'm, kinda, fulfilled? ive gone back to playing praise and worship for post con. i came back from praise and worship practice just now in a good mood. im gonna do my best to make this a real good praise and worship session. whee! i can finally say, i am satisfied with what i did today. i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;content&lt;/span&gt;. its kind of an alien feeling now, but, hmm, i could really get used to this! finally, im doing something usefull. it feels great. ha! im gonna pass the fever on. i already passed it on to bryan! he's finally gonna make his key tomorrow! yeehaw. personal time is really good for all of us. we should not go out so much. phoey. ........................ you might chose to say, "&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;oh man, bong and his friends are so lame. fucking underachievers."&lt;/span&gt; and show us the middle finger, but you could also chose to simply say, &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;"well done guys!"&lt;/span&gt; and give us a thumbs up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I advise you guys to chose the second option. firstly, its very encouraging for us, and secondly, it has less words in it so it takes less effort on your part. see? i come up with plans that work for everyone! i should be president. VOTE FOR BONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay thats all i have to say for today i guess. later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;*p.s. alethea you're damn right! we have to have to have to chat sooooon kay!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-1737554191434387631?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/1737554191434387631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=1737554191434387631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1737554191434387631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/1737554191434387631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#1737554191434387631' title='vote for bong'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3GzCAnThcOc/RbjX6XaGO4I/AAAAAAAAABM/exP6p-SwdJc/s72-c/caracal+againnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-8065670612414626852</id><published>2007-01-23T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T01:39:13.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you take the 'lone' out of 'loner.'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you came here expecting an entertaining read, you came to the wrong place. go to holly's blog. come back next time. im sure i will be in a better mood/frame of mind to blog up something worth laughing at and worth your time spent reading whatever i write next time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I havent really had time to stop, think, chill, relax, dream and drown in my thoughts lately. cause ive hardly been alone. i think thats the reason ive been feeling ever so empty. yup. 'alone time' is damn important. everyone needs some time to him or herself, i think. i used to thrive on 'alone time.' yes, i am bong, the great thinker, dreamer, and yes, very much, the great loner. now, when loners dont get to be alone, loners suddenly become dumb, cause they have no time to think. and thats whats been happening to me i guess. thats a pretty logical theory, right? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think this is why everyone says ive 'changed.' phoey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bong, very much the loner, hasnt got to be alone, left to think, dream and create, for a very long time. too long. far too long, and it has negative effects. bong is not bong right now. this has to stop. im gonna lock myself in my room for a very long time and throw myself a little parade. harumph. yea, leave me alone! dang. i dont know why i like being alone. i just like it. and its necessary. very necessary. im just like that. there you have it, bong: very much the loner. phoey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ive been relentlessly killing my brain cells ever since the o levels became history. (not the other way around. ha, pun! okay lame.) my brains have never been this fucked before. all the drinking, the late nights, the stayovers, the nocturnal thing... theyre all fun but, and its not cool to keep doing this over and over again. no, not cool. not even fun after a while. when you're aimless, you tend to look for fun stuff to do. okay, thats harmless. i mean everyone needs a little bit of fun in their life. but fun is only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;temporary&lt;/span&gt;. what do you do after you've had your fun? look for more fun? okay, maybe pushing it can be enjoyable. risks are enjoyable, right? yea come on. youve got nothing better to do anyway. what else could you do? okay so you push the limit. take a few risks. and after that? whats so fun? where did all the fun go? man, this aint fun anymore. we gotta do something more fun. more awesome. and you keep &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;looking &lt;/span&gt;for more thrills. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cheap&lt;/span&gt; thrills, thats what they are. not cause theyre really $$ cheap but cause theyre just well, the other cheap. yup, nothing but cheap thrills that dont satisfy us completely. cheap thrills that get our sorry asses into trouble. cheap thrills that are hardly constructive, and are more to the damaging side. and thats what happens when one keeps looking for things to do that are 'more fun.' this stuff just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;isnt &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fulfilling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yup, thats right. i am so unfulfilled right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;oh boy, ive ranted a lot. but whatever, its about time i started ranting anyway. i seriously need to think more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so much on my head. ive never been more broke. i have 20 dollars for the rest of the month. looks like ill have to really really budget myself. no more wasting money. no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;someone give me a job please. this fucking sucks. im going everywhere to find a damn job right now. i need work. i need a routine, i need money, i need something to do and i need a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;life after o levels isnt that sweet after all. ha, dumbfuck. i learnt it the hard way. this is life, i guess. either live it or just die. thats the way the world is. and theres no fucking choice but to just fucking play along and get into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;*to everyone who read this: if youre better than me, then goddamn help me. bless you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-8065670612414626852?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/8065670612414626852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=8065670612414626852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8065670612414626852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/8065670612414626852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8065670612414626852' title='when you take the &apos;lone&apos; out of &apos;loner.&apos;'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116851247023683935</id><published>2007-01-11T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:47:50.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AH SIAH LAH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/103127/107_0731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/320/20957/107_0731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/743615/107_0730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/320/966124/107_0730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/460204/107_0729.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/896647/IMG_2905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/320/427806/IMG_2905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is this what you losers spend every other night doing?! what the fuck!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/636639/IMG_2906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/320/239847/IMG_2906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. dammit. we seriously need to get a life. Living in reverse cycle isnt all that thrilling and exciting. Nothing is open at 2 in the morning and it feels like shit waking up when its already going to be dark and realising that you have just wasted the whole day. when you dont see sunshine enough, it gets depressing. I feel dumb when we go out for 'breakfast' at 6 in the morning, after which we all plan to go to sleep, and people with lives have gotten up and are going to school. hahaha what the fuck. I feel dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I think i'll start going back to post con again. ive been absent for so long, i didnt realise i was 'out?' or 'not a frequent member' anymore. i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;actually though, this little 'journey' i had has ended with me answering many questions. funny innit. when im heavily involved with church stuff, it makes me question more and more, and when im not and when ive so called &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'strayed'&lt;/span&gt; from there, i end up answering many of the questions that i wrecked my brains with earlier. oh the irony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Damn, i really need to get a job. right now. i havent been more broke. It sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Oh, pucker up boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-116851247023683935?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116851247023683935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116851247023683935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116851247023683935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116851247023683935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116851247023683935' title='AH SIAH LAH.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116767948746010283</id><published>2007-01-02T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T03:25:44.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>together we'll ring in the new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello hello! it's time again for the boy who is 86 percent feminine to rant and rant and rant and rant and rant and go on and on and on and on. happy reading! i am sure all of you will find my post very pleasant indeed. and hopefully entertaining as well! i strive really really hard to please all you people out there, so dont mock me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay so, (fuck, i sound like a blonde) like, 2006 is like, totally over. (its fun to type things that make me sound like a blonde. like im not singaporean or something. its totally awesome. its total liberation. ;D) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay so, as i was saying. 2006 is over, which means that the big humungous round globe that we live on (but dont necessarily treat very well) has rotated another 360 (three hundred and sixty) degrees around the sun. this is called an orbit, if i am not wrong. in turn, this little rotation or orbiting or whatever has caused us humans to swing into something called the year 2007 (two thousand and seven.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alright! its time to look at the best of 2006!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/29163/sdyr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/507490/sdyr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/666173/brudders..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/644711/brudders..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/297122/thirdplacegig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/316312/thirdplacegig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/542521/lolololove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/885704/lolololove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/501604/Shiam"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/722868/Shiam%27s%20birthday%20018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/345149/safkhalili.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/37175/safkhalili.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/126049/caught%20in%20suspension.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/936265/caught%20in%20suspension.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/342341/haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/540764/haha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/219746/bestfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/661024/bestfriends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/191256/DSCN2251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/475272/hahah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/770001/hahah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/677015/105_0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/864842/Conked%20out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/224116/Conked%20out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/403789/bent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/53004/bent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/677015/105_0506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/242529/105_0506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/528043/bongandken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/894613/bongandken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/25041/yescamp%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/515775/clutched.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/266845/clutched.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/626113/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/612926/eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/12937/flour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/210255/flour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/855618/trio.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/314276/100_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/855711/100_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/137034/bongstudying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/836723/bongstudying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/519933/IMG_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/559025/IMG_1442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/129246/lynnalejoeyme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/177196/lynnalejoeyme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/208550/trella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/916294/trella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/54526/DSC_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/284310/DSC_0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/761166/sony%20stuff%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/200/174345/sony%20stuff%20059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tee hee! there are plenty more photos and memories and stuff but im lazy to upload them all. anyway, id like to thank each and every one of my friends for making 06 a real solid year. you guys are the best, i love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but cheers to the new year and all the potential goodness in store for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay, thats all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-116767948746010283?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116767948746010283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116767948746010283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116767948746010283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116767948746010283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116767948746010283' title='together we&apos;ll ring in the new year'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116681191260230923</id><published>2006-12-23T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T02:28:55.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>due update? tee hee. sheesh why so gay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hiya, sad sorry people who bother to read my blog! haha, just kidding. i am very grateful for my little 'audience.' thank you all of you who read what i put here. you guys are great! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyway. i havent really been up to blogging this past month... i used to be quite frequent. come to think of it, i find myself to be quite a reflective guy! its just that i dont pen my thoughts down enough. (although blogging isnt neccessarily 'penning' is it. its the same though. funny, innit.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay so, these past few days and weeks have been really smashing. gigs and stuff and "hardcore-ing?" hahaha... gosh, we sixteen year olds are so lame! freedom reallly does have its downside at times. gets damn dumb after a while. like, drinking becomes shitty, thonning becomes tiring and lame, chalets become wastelands (really cause everyone gets wasted and we can never have a clean chalet) and so on. its so stupid! tsk. stupid teenagers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;oh kay! so you know, in my usual fashion, i will blog after every gig and give you guys a full analysis of what happened and how things were done. but i didnt do that after audiorojak and im lazy. baaaah. so i dont think im gonna do it. there are photos though! of audiorojak. lots. maybe ill blog them up in the near future.. when im feeling all nostalgic and i want to remember that gig properly. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay so, we played at Home Club! haha yes! Trella! woohooo! like our first real acoustic set, and it was at friggin home club, baby! how about that yo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a huge THANK YOU to all our friends who came down and paid 8 bucks to support us.. and thanks to everyone who was there, and thank you Field and Martin even though you were late, its not your fault! According to some people from the other bands, we played a 'good set' so i guess we've got something to be happy about? heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Oh but ive got something to be even happier about. hahaha.. surprises, surprises. i love surprises! but when you surprise me like that, i go ballistic. whaha. whee. thanks lynn, that was a good one. i cant believe i got jagged for an entire day. how dumb! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fudge!&lt;/span&gt; (in replacement of 'fuck') hmmmmmph. the score is 1-0 now! tee hee.... grr. :P (God im so gay wtf.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Alright ladies and gentlemen. Marisse is damn fast, so here's a photo she took of us playing our very first gig at Home Club. wheehee! thank you very many many. Hope there's more where that came from!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="330" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4949/360/1600/440948/IMG_1582.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Shit, i look &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gay.&lt;/span&gt; speaking of gay though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/967/1075/1600/242869/DSC00007_edited.jpg" width=400 height=325 /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;TEE HEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okay thats all for now. byebye cyberspace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-116681191260230923?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116681191260230923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116681191260230923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116681191260230923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116681191260230923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116681191260230923' title='due update? tee hee. sheesh why so gay.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116651315959263808</id><published>2006-12-19T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T15:26:00.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gig update: MOSH ACOUSTIC PROMO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Hi everyone! Heads up! Trella will be playing in the Mosh07 Acoustic promo show on the 22nd of December at friggin HOME CLUB, baby! do come down to support, there are many other good bands and artists there way better than us and out of our league. like Amanda Tee, Arpee and The Vinyl Summer! Show starts around 6 so do come down to support everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Homeclub is built on 20 Upper CircularRoad, The Riverwalk B1-01/06&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/366837/moshflyer004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/400/768515/moshflyer004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-116651315959263808?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116651315959263808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116651315959263808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116651315959263808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116651315959263808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116651315959263808' title='Gig update: MOSH ACOUSTIC PROMO!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116591814437293863</id><published>2006-12-12T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:09:07.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello everyone! thanks so much for coming down to our humble little gig. big thank - you to everyone who helped move the tables and chairs, set up the hall, help sell tickets at the door, and to every band, thank you for putting up an awesome show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hope every one of you guys enjoyed yourselves. here's to another one? haha! im tired of organizing gigs. bleah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyway. ill be playing in Black Star Brigade, replacing kenneff who's replacing gareth this friday and sunday (so its like a double substitution) at gas haus for the christmascore and musicmania gigs. come down for the shows kay people! i think its 10 bucks a ticket and comes with a free drink. show starts at two but i dunno what time we'll be playing so just keep an eye out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;aight, im off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ciow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-116591814437293863?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116591814437293863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116591814437293863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116591814437293863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116591814437293863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116591814437293863' title='hi'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116515562335382695</id><published>2006-12-03T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:29:46.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gig update: audiorojak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/1600/310679/audio%20(flyer)(print).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3850/1363/400/729309/audio%20%28flyer%29%28print%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello hello! Audiorojak is coming up on the 11th! tickets are at $10 presale and $12 at the door kay! everyone please come! its gonna be a heck of a good show! cause Caracal's playing! and it would be Field's last gig before he goes to the friggin army and gets his hair cut! so please please please, come down for Audiorojak! you can get presale tickets from the bands themselves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;alright, its kinda hard to find your way there, cause its tucked away in quite an unknown place. You can take a train down to Novena station, and take a bus from there to Ceylon Sports Club.. (bus services shown on poster)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;please please make it on time kay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;yep. thats about it, i guess. take care, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-116515562335382695?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116515562335382695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116515562335382695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116515562335382695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116515562335382695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116515562335382695' title='gig update: audiorojak!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116421548534826646</id><published>2006-11-23T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T01:11:25.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finito! (the vulgar way)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY! Im done with my o levels! for good! no more studying! now to spend my time in more fruitful activities!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah 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fucking vulgar but it feels so fucking liberating!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah  fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;oh my. i could go on forever but i think its a bit too much... i think this post just kinda fucks up my blog but who the fuck cares? hooray! i cant help but feel so fucking liberated now and i cant put up with restraining myself from the freedom of expression. nothing seems to express the intense joy and libration i feel more than these two words; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK YEAH! &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/14899262-116421548534826646?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116421548534826646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116421548534826646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116421548534826646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116421548534826646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116421548534826646' title='finito! (the vulgar way)'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116281569733221360</id><published>2006-11-06T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:32:30.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, the thrill!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"this whole exam business is damn exciting.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello popcorn and beezwax! I am tremendously pleased to tell you that from now on, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DONT HAVE TO DO ANYMORE GAY SOCIAL STUDIES TESTS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh yes, this feels awesome.... malay down, lit paper 1 down, math paper 1 down, social studies down today... that went kinda well.. i guess.. math was.. pretty okay.. and ladies and gentlemen, get this.. i only really studied for ONE TOPIC for social studies.. and thank God almighty, IT GOT TESTED. woohoo! everyone now proceed to clap for me, (and pretty much about 80 percent of the students in singapore.) Hurray! now i dont have to bother with anymore of this rediculous subject anymore. social studies is gay! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've gone full swing into the first examinations that i really care about (and &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to care about) in my life. It's so exciting! oh, the thrill.... talk about life enhancing... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this literally is IT!&lt;/span&gt; oh, how fine it tastes. it really is very mega-exciting, to the point of driving goosebumps up my spine before every paper. and this really is very pulse-increasing. it makes me sweat, it makes me feel the heat. this shite is &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;, baby. imagine, my future is at stake, my life is in my hands, if i fuck up now, that totally means shit for me in time to come and that would mean that my life would be ruined. imagine having the ability to either enrich or fuck up your entire future... its not like its the first time that im doing things which have huge consequences, but this is just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is super exciting. i simply love the rush of adrenaline and excitement that the o level examinations gives me. i just want to punch something everytime i think of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh, the thrill....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh bother!&lt;/span&gt; i still have many more papers to go and i am, i must admit, not as acedemically prepped as many of you o level candidates out there... so im gonna go into my room in a while to brush up on my chemistry (which i am hopelessly terrible at) which is up tomorrow. i totally hate chemistry, because i find that it is utterly useless unless you are making medicine to help people live longer or making poison to help people die faster. im here wishing all the best for those of you taking o levels with me! may God be with us.. Amen! (OH, THE THRILL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;by the way, its very cool that indians have &lt;em&gt;prata&lt;/em&gt; while egyptians have &lt;em&gt;pita bread&lt;/em&gt; (which is so similar) cause they both came up with it before lines of communication (i.e. the telephone, telegram, internet or even snail mail) were even invented... this means that it is human's &lt;em&gt;natural craving&lt;/em&gt; for 'prata-like' thingys to eat.. thus, we should all eat prata regularly to cater to this. agreed? isnt this a valid argument? they should test useful things like this in o levels instead of why certain things bond with other things and form 'covalent' or 'inonic' bonds. who the fuck cares? we all just want to eat, dont we? there.... i want to start my own university where i can teach the stuff that matters.. that's if i ever get the $$$ to do so.. but i hope i wont, cause what i really want in life is something a little different... yeah.. we'll talk about that once im done with the o levels, because the o levels is really taking up so much of my time that i dont have time to think about life anymore.. funny, innit, how something that is supposed to enrich your life actually kinda takes it away? alright i think i dont make much sense to you but heck, i understand. hahaha.. go figure, homies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay ive wasted enough of your time and mine. adios amigos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;bongsasa&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;bongbitch&lt;/em&gt; - according to some people, cause &lt;em&gt;'sasa'&lt;/em&gt; means &lt;em&gt;'bitch'&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330000;"&gt;p.s. we should all wish Joey GOOD LUCK because his goal in life is to serve the country, and that is, ladies and gentlemen, to start Singapore's very first DONUT SHOP! (we were talking about how sad it was that Singapore doesnt have a 'dunkin donuts outlet.) imagine the first ever donut franchise in Singapore, it would certainly be beneficial to everyone! okay please support the man, he is doing the entire nation a &lt;em&gt;very very&lt;/em&gt; big favour! thank you Joey for having such wonderful intentions. we all love you very much and wish you the very best in your o levels and the rest of your life. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;OH THE THRILL!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-116281569733221360?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116281569733221360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116281569733221360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116281569733221360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116281569733221360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116281569733221360' title='oh, the thrill!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116257209696745539</id><published>2006-11-04T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:42:40.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KA-POW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;'and the people of townsville are safe once again!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;better and much much badder than the crimson chin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hang on hang tight and lets go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;its alright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;its okay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BONGAJAH&lt;/strong&gt; will save the day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;now ladies and gentlemen, the world renown &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'megahollytron'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has someone to rival with. (thats right holly, there's a new kid on the block..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;thats right. stay tuned for the adventures of bongajah.... only on channel &lt;strong&gt;blepfgshmee...&lt;/strong&gt; with the help of our main sponsor, &lt;em&gt;goldheart jewelry&lt;/em&gt;... created by the one and only, lynn adele chng. right. there you go, ive really been watching too much tv.. and letting lynn make lame versions of my beautiful name.. what the ****....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;jklop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-116257209696745539?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116257209696745539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116257209696745539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116257209696745539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116257209696745539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116257209696745539' title='KA-POW!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-116151149732336093</id><published>2006-10-22T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:41:09.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'television invented. millions stare.'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Yo momma's so stupid, when i met her at Subway, she asked when the next train was leaving.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hello world! how have you all been doing? have you guys been watching mtv and nickelodeon excessively like i have? yes? gimme a high five! no? well you gotta try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i've always wanted to own a time machine that would allow me to travel through time. should i say 'to time' or 'through time?' i dont know.. whatever it is... i'm super thrilled to say that.. ive found my time machine! yes! my time transportation device is none other than.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;you've guessed it.... the TELEVISION! yes, television really has a way of making time fly.. you watch a few programs, then look at the clock and be amazed.. go try now! i love the after effect of television where i usually stare at the clock and wonder how the day flew by just like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;we are all on study leave now, we have about a week more to the 'o' levels. this so called study break allows us to stay at home to spend more time on much much more constructive things - studying! yes! it doesnt take a genius to tell you, &lt;em&gt;"hey, you can never ever study in st gabriels secondary school.. especially in '4e6'... or any class for that matter,"&lt;/em&gt; simply because, the fact is, you cant. i think that basically explains my past four academic years in a nice little nutshell. okay so, we've been given the priviledge to study in a much more condusive environment.... (free the animals, i say) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;well now, when you've put yourself at home, in your nice comfy, cosy house, fully fitted with the &lt;em&gt;'modern conveniences'&lt;/em&gt; of today, would you really study most of the time? ah!!! gotcha.. everyone just loves to watch tv... you know, it's such a normal everyday thing.. but you all dont realise how important a role the tv plays in our lives. (except for those of you who sadly, dont watch tv. sad, really.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the television is a huge time-killer. its not a bad thing, i dont see why people think that watching tv is 'wasting time' because there's nothing like it. you can't beat many many many channels of fine entertainment 24 hours a day. yes, that's what television has to offer, if you havent realised. premium to normal tv is of course, CABLE TV! and that's where mtv and nickelodeon rolls into the picture... if you've wondered why i call television my time machine.. well, it basically helps the day fly by faster. i dont know if its a good thing.. sometimes it is. it's definitely a great way to pass the time! i really love the freedom and escape i get from pressing the button on the remote and watching tv. it's great, it should become a national pastime.. (i bet it already is) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;is this a mistake on my part? well.. i like to laugh at my mistakes.. but laughing at others is much better.. it's less self-scrutinizing... therefore, much more healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so dont tell me that i shouldnt be watching tv, because i damn well should! and you should too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay take care people, come back next time, bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-116151149732336093?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/116151149732336093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=116151149732336093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116151149732336093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/116151149732336093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116151149732336093' title='&apos;television invented. millions stare.&apos;'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-115978167349046345</id><published>2006-10-02T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T17:38:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hello blogspot! I have to tell everyone this... ALWAYS READ THE SMALL PRINT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;last weekend was a lot of fun... saturday in particular. we went somwhere on saturday... yes, you know what im talking about. Caracal was awesome as always! i decided to be like kenneff and paolo and be a bit adventurous with myself, so i brought myself there bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;y armed with my little cannon powershot a70. i felt really dumb trying to get good photos while standing next to people who were having all those pretty cameras in their possession. and all i had was my dumb device.. but it was alright, i still managed to get some decent shots. i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/chris%20-%20sexy%20sweat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/chris%20-%20sexy%20sweat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/gabtriel%20-%20sexy%20headbang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/gabtriel%20-%20sexy%20headbang.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/martin%20-%20just%20sexy..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/martin%20-%20just%20sexy..jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/kc%20-%20sexyfinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/kc%20-%20sexyfinger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/field%20-%20sexy%20smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/field%20-%20sexy%20smile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/field%20-%20sexy%20shirt%20lah%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/field%20-%20sexy%20shirt%20lah%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/chris%20and%20gab2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/chris%20and%20gab2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/field%20and%20kc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/field%20and%20kc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yep thats about it for Caracal at gas haus. if you are wondering why there are two individual photos of field by the way, thats cause he is super sexy. and you know what, we all bought caracal's pins and got free stickers after that gig so it was pretty awesome too. and field i must say i love your shirt. and your pin... and wait.. there's more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are of AVA at the weekend trip gig at youth park after that... it was superb.. i think all the bands were damn amazing, especially paris in the making. they were damn good. and not forgetting sky in euphoria! jesus lah! i swear, they made me have goosebumps. i didnt take any photos of them cause i was.. erm, busy? hahah.... anyway, these few are those i took of AVA. if you werent there and youre wondering why field is there, its cause he was HELPING THEM (as he puts it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/aaron%20-%20power%20hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/aaron%20-%20power%20hair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/field%20-%20sexy%20larh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/field%20-%20sexy%20larh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/field%20again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/field%20again.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/field%20being%20sexy%20again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/field%20being%20sexy%20again.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/field%21.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/field%21.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/guitarists.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/guitarists.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;blessed with traditional AVA stage presence. heheheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/wow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/wow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/102_0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/102_0264.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/the%20monitor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/the%20monitor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/roar%2C%20field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/roar%2C%20field.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/matt%20and%20field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/matt%20and%20field.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/the%20tiptoe%20thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/the%20tiptoe%20thing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(i managed to get field's tip toe thing.. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/jerome%20for%20ava.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/jerome%20for%20ava.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and jerome came on AVA's set too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/whats%20with%20the%20sex%20appeal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/whats%20with%20the%20sex%20appeal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/matt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Okay i think im gonna end this with that one. next time, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-115978167349046345?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/115978167349046345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=115978167349046345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115978167349046345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115978167349046345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115978167349046345' title='look!'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-115943683812268853</id><published>2006-09-28T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:54:54.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bwagshfkheads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;Hello, world! save the earth, we could all pitch in and help and really make a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lynn taught me a very important lesson today, which is to always read your smses all the way to the bottom.... i shall take note of that and watch myself from now on.. the road to self improvement.. one step at a time... live and learn, ladies and gentlemen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh people, i am finally on myspace! the add's http://myspace.com/bongjklop... myspace is cool, i havent really figured it out yet but its very interesting... i have ten friends so far! hahahah.. good progress... i shall have more.... myspace is better than silly old friendster but i dont know why i still feel compelled to carry on using friendster which is so damn gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, i lost my train of thought.. its hard to maintain it... oh well, i'll just have to find a way to stop losing my train of thought. the road to self improvement... or rather, the road OF self improvement cause you cant really stop improving yourself, can you? the strive for perfection.... what motivation! okay, STOP! wait, im thinking..... how come perfectionists arn't all that perfect? ah hah! oohhh the phone is ringing. why cant people call at a more perfect time? this is insane! but thank god i'm not perfect...&lt;br /&gt;that would be too gay.... ok im off cause i dont know what more to say. come back next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios amigos! &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/14899262-115943683812268853?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/115943683812268853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=115943683812268853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115943683812268853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115943683812268853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115943683812268853' title='bwagshfkheads'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-115919894826658691</id><published>2006-09-25T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T16:13:03.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>absolution.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hello blogspot! i'm bong and i am telling you that a rat can actually last longer without water than a camel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm 100 percent serious. do you know that an ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain? hahaaha! imagine how effing dumb they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in accordance to steve irwin's death, i have to tell you that a crocodile cannot stick its tongue out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye! (p.s. i am absolutely sure about all this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-115919894826658691?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/115919894826658691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=115919894826658691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115919894826658691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115919894826658691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115919894826658691' title='absolution.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-115906427250723815</id><published>2006-09-24T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T10:33:56.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh mister magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;helllooo there! goot morning. this is the first time i've woken up early and have time on my hands on a sunday morning. usually its just hectic. i feel so relaxed, its amazing. the prelims are over. woo! well that means that the actual 'o' levels are so dangerously nearby. ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was nothing short of a blast. i think it was hilarious. well nothing too spectacular happened. we celebrated harrison's birthday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;happy birthday, mate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we hit 'escape theme park' before we went to the beach to barbecue some stuff and eat it. it was a very enjoyable evening. kenneff and i entertained the crowd in our usual fashion. i'm surprised that everybody laughed and even sang along sometimes. that was brilliant, you guys were a great audience. then alethea's mummy sent joey and i home and that's when i came home to find that i was so tired and my daddy is just crazy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what really had me yesterday though was how baffling downtown east is. have any of you ever thought of the fact that 'Escape Theme Park' has absolutely NO THEME???? i find it so rediculous! i dont know why but it confuses me to bits! i haven't the slightest clue why! it is slightly annoying that some people seem to find it funny that i care about our theme park having a theme. but hey, a theme park is SUPPOSED to have a theme. I think 'escape' is more like a permanent amusement park. which is unfortunately, quite lame. i dont usually feel embarrassed when foreigners come over to our little 'attractions'. our zoo is great though its smelly, and i guess everything else is just about as great as it can get. but our little, uhm, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;they dare to call it a 'theme park' when it has absolutely NO THEME,&lt;/span&gt; i think, is simply rediculous. its such an embarrassment. they havent changed the rides in years and all of them are not very brilliant anyway. well they're okay but they're nothing to shout about, really. i dont see how 'escape theme park' is an attraction to tourists. they have way better stuff in their respective countries. i feel embarrassed when tourists visit that place. i really feel that 'escape theme park' (damnit, i cant stand calling it a theme park!) is a real embarrassment for the tourism industry. oh well. maybe this is the government's way of instilling national pride in its people, by making people like me feel embarrassed for the country and therefore showing that i actually care about this place. oh, well. i do okay. i  friggin live here. and im not the only one who feels embarrassed about the place. joey was telling me how he felt too and i was like okay bingo that's a friend who shares the same views as me. wizzo! yep. then he said maybe thats why our parents love to bitch about the government all day. maybe thats what i'll do when i hit 40. i'll have a healthy beer belly just like my daddy and i'll simply bitch about the government when the time is ripe! i hope that's healthy. i want to live long long. because my name is nicholas bong, hahahahhehehohoho!!! bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, star.&lt;br /&gt;acceptance is damn important. nothing spells it out like good poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'Love me or leave me or rip me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; This is the voice that I was given&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; If you don't like it take a long walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Off of the shortest pier you can find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; And I'll be singing it out I'll be singing...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-115906427250723815?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-14899262.post-115866874162496238</id><published>2006-09-19T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:25:41.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Just smile, it melts the evening tide. oh, the laughter. keep those memories. every little thingy i write has a piece of myself in it. and i fucking love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that nobody really hears these thingys, do they?&lt;br /&gt;talk about silent screaming...&lt;br /&gt;oh im not really screaming, am i? i dont even want to be heard sometimes. i just want to come out. and its hard to do that. its crazy how life brings you one huge round... and you come right back to where you started from. you try so hard to do things differently and it just takes you all the way back.... back to basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is confusing the hell out of me, i tell you. i'll get you some ice cream when i get through with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, growing up. such an adventure. our generation's got it much more complicated than the earlier ones, though. i wish it were simpler. bleah. blepfgshmee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-115866874162496238?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/115866874162496238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=115866874162496238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115866874162496238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115866874162496238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115866874162496238' title='just smile.'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-115833800660244585</id><published>2006-09-16T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:33:30.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time will bind us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hello hello hello... i am bong and i am telling you that time will bind us to the guilt of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what a way to start a post. well now. it's 12.15am on a friday night/saturday morning. i want to talk about friday, but i can't go on refering to friday as 'today' because 'today' isnt really friday now, innit? yep so i'll just say '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;' instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i did my lit paper 1 on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;. the paper ended at 9.30 and we were out of there by say, 9.50? in the morning! thats right! it was extremely liberating. feeling exhilarated, i had no idea what to do with my time. but it was fantastic, just walking out of the school gate at that time, knowing that the rest of the school was having lessons or taking other exams. terrific stuff. oh jklop. well, i'm halfway through prelims. the rest are next week. its so called 'crunch' time (as the teachers call it) and i suppose it means we have to study very intensively, so i'll be crunching my way through next week, baby! no turning back now, right? so its all get go, no excuses this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, time will bind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-115833800660244585?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/115833800660244585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=115833800660244585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115833800660244585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115833800660244585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115833800660244585' title='time will bind us'/><author><name>bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16493643320070368729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14899262.post-115797354578652907</id><published>2006-09-11T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T17:25:33.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/treenorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/200/treenorm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;it's the roots that dig deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/treeneg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/400/treeneg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/jklopnorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/200/jklopnorm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oh, the weight of sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/jlklopneg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/400/jlklopneg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;'studying with time on my hands' would surely justify this... i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. ladies and gents, its september the eleventh. i just realised. its been five whole years since that stupid boredfuck of a bitch decided to launch those fucking terrorist attacks on the twin towers. what an iconic day this is, it marked the start of a global awareness of terrorism. stupid boredfuck, i hate the al-quaheda (however the fuck its supposed to be spelt, i dont care) because its full of boredfucks who have nothing better to do, basically, then to kill people for fuck sake. fuck, get a life, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a.. hmm, i wont say happier note, but it would be alright if i said 'on a different note'; well i did my malay prelims today, it was surprising, i actually understood the passage for comprehension! hurray... okay now theres nothing i can do about it, cause hope after an event does not get you anywhere. hope is bullshit right, once you think of it. hope is just a lazy man's way of pretending he has a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah hah. on a much happier note though, i'm quite pleased that i actually celebrated my salty-sweet n sour sixteenth birthday on wednesday last week. thanks to all of you who came to my leelte gathering of friends. it wasnt even a party, i think. heheh. my bad. but yall made it such a great time. thanks again! it was fun! thank you guys for all your sexy presents and cards and ass kisses. it was great feeling so important. haha.. thats what friends are for right. i guess. the cake was good, yes? haha. yes saf. cake was damn good. that really made my day. serious...&lt;br /&gt;booyeah. im sixteen. im a badass. grr.&lt;br /&gt;how did that sound? gay? sheesh. thought so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/IMG_1443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/200/IMG_1443.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/IMG_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/200/IMG_1442.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, guys... oh that cake was just too sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/IMG_1457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/320/IMG_1457.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;yep kc, the chocolate syrup's the shit. sexy shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/IMG_1492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/200/IMG_1492.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/IMG_1503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/200/IMG_1503.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/IMG_1477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 196px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/200/IMG_1477.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;thanks safith, that was sweet..... birthday cake never had such a brilliant combination of sweet, salty and sour. and the dog had some of it too! sexy siah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/1600/IMG_1484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3850/1363/200/IMG_1484.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;alright. i have turned seextin already. wooo... sexy siah..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what happens when i turn eggteen... woah. even more sexy..&lt;br /&gt;theres so much more to live for. thats damn sexy..&lt;br /&gt;but till then,&lt;br /&gt;BLEPFGSHMEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;hurray, now i can watch nc-16 movies, play pool and do many other things legally. what joy!&lt;br /&gt;bah, since when did i give a shit about whats legal and whats not?!&lt;br /&gt;bleah. sexy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;you'll have your ups and downs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;dont let them pull you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;cause time is all you got now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-run kid run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbass, get back to work!      sigh. time is all i got now, innit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;arnt those drawings sexy, though? yeah, thank God for picture editing software, they make my silly little attempts at 'art' slightly more decent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;okay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;bye! take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14899262-115797354578652907?l=bongatron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/feeds/115797354578652907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14899262&amp;postID=115797354578652907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115797354578652907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14899262/posts/default/115797354578652907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongatron.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115797354578652907' 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