<?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-7696359306202052213</id><updated>2011-07-08T23:39:45.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ass-A-Nation</title><subtitle type='html'>Ass-A-Nation Proudly brings you. Our Blog =D. Now Shoo. Scram.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>weiyang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056931315715952763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvLhg6qLBxk/SBQaJI21LEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/i7U952STNww/S220/CIMG5141.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-7185146244703289226</id><published>2009-10-28T23:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:32:38.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What can I say?</title><content type='html'>It's rather sad seeing this blog being left alone in a corner. The last activity here was, what? 5 months ago? Mind you. That's the tiny chatbox. Not even an actual post up here. What can I say? To be honest, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do something interesting. Let's take a little stroll down memory lane. Let's go a little deep down to our past. Not a Nazi Styled Propaganda past. But the cold hard truth between us (At least from my perspective, if you want to share yours. Go ahead. it'll be interesting to read anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us met ages before the rest of us even know each other exist. So it would be stupid for me to say anything or tell any stories about that. So let's head a little further in the future. How it all begins! There and on, you can actually catch a glimpse of how it's going to end. I met Fai in 1B4 all those years ago. We weren't even all that close then. Some how we even manage to get in a fight. Meh, Fai my bro, I doubt such a fight would ever happen between us again. For one thing, I doubt I'm strong enough to hold you down heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my lamentations. We were just classmate then, and not people that I'd gladly give up my left ball if that's the price to keep em alive and well. Let's move on a little, form 2 I must say, is where some of the rest start filling in the pictures. Shao Yong and Wei Yang gets thrown more actively into the mix I would say. While me and Fai, hell. We barely see each other during recess. See how close we were then? YOU SEE IT? Okay I think you do. Move along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if my memories failing. It's either that year or the next, but either way it happened. Wei Yang there going emo in the corner on our saturday's LPS activities. Anyone else remember those times? Anyone else that say "I'm going to go find him."? Maybe, maybe not. One thing's for certain, I was alone when I walked out the library to seek out my friend. As often he was THE asshole around us, I still give plenty of damn about him. After all, without him, alot of us would look like real assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bull shit aside though, I wondered then, why was I the only one that decide to go find him? Are the others willing to let one friend disappear that way just because our seniors then ask us to stay and do our work? Is this how things would be like in the future, we give up our friends for work, studies or other things? I prayed it wasn't. Whether my prayers have come true? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My form 2 life has been rather, exciting I must say. or at least exciting to me. I suppose looking back, I was in the only relationship I ever find difficult to let go and move on, it was a relationship that changed me rather severely. Still, no point being bitter about how things turn out. I still remember I got into a rather nasty fight with someone (I feel rather bad I can't remember his name, after all I did puch him in the face. If some how he ever stumbles on this blog - I know not how, my apologies. I shouldn't have hit you first I spose).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I musn't forget. Wei Xiang was there, I can see he was worried, more worried than I am to be exact. But still he stuck on with me till the end (or at least as far as they allowed him to). Did I ever thank you properly for that mate?Either way, Thank you for the times you stood beside me Xiang, I'll remember it for as long as I live. I'm sorry on how I chose to act in the later years when we were leaders in LPS. You have your choices, some which I agree with, and some as you know I detest and fought with everything I can to prevent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you allow me (which I don't think you would given the choice). Before I begin, I apologize if this re-opens some old wound you have. You were with Melanie then. You were happy. Very happy. All the times I hang out with you on tuesdays. I can see you shining in joy (Yes this sounds gay). It's good to see you that way. I haven't get to see you smiling that way in years. Did she really took away all your smiles and charm? You turned into a gloomy spectre after that. I wonder, which is worse? You being a gloomy spectre then? or me stop caring about everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Side note : Fun times with you Sao wen. The bloody stupid shit we talked about with Ah fatt is awesome. Apart from the fact when you two kept poking fun at me while I stare blankly at Su Ping. That wasn't funny. SERIOUSLY. It wasn't. Okay well maybe it is a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of form 2 pass by rather peacefully, oh yeah we also went Penang together. Now here's when the fun all begins (Or for most people, the part where shit hits the fan.) Form 3. I suppose this is where we can actually consider ourselves getting close together. Me, Fai and Chen Kiat is reunited in form 3. Let me side track a little here. I felt like crap when I first saw the front part of the name list. Lotsa people I dislike. I have to admit, a warm sensation start to spread within me when I saw the name Ng Chen Kiat, followed by Wong Kah fai a little further down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to my story! Wei Xiang, Wei Yang, Shao Yong were thrown in the same class (I left out a few individuals which faded away long before now.). Jiunn Heng was in A4 or something or was it A3. Either way. Fuck Heng. His not needed for this part of the story. With the relaxing life we had in form 3, I still remember all the fun times where me, Fai and Kiat (Here on referred to as we until I say so) crashed at 3A5 to enjoy ourselves. It's rather difficult to write a paragraph for everything so I'll just use point form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We taped Xiang's and Shao Yong's bag under their table with some tape we found. Xiang's bottle learnt how to climb on to a fan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yu Ling is lovely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We laughed epicly when we knew Xiang and Yang was the KT and PKT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We laughed about alot of crazy shits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guo Yaw blew a power plug. We did the same shortly after.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fai and Kiat has a nice sleeping corner in 3B5.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pn Fong attempted to prod me awake and failed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yu Ling is very lovely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was dumped. I stop giving a rat fart about things. Not to mention drink alot. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We sang a very nice birthday song for Jiunn Heng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's pretty much the gist of things. Now on to some more important things that happened that year. Wei Xiang's looks a little tortured being so close to Mel (At least for some time), but I wasn't there to see everything, and to be honest, I din't really care. So let's move on to my part, and screw Xiang. I can't remember what actually happened. I just know we ended up getting our arses whooped by Mr Wee. We got back to class, Fai's in one of his legendary temper and was about to whoop my ass again. Luckily, or unluckily, Kiat was there to stop him. If fai were to kick my ass then, I thoroughly deserved it. He shouted at me, alot of vulgarities were used. I just sat there like a brick, until he grabbed me and shoved me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a good long time to think about what he said, and how I've been for the last few months. I'll be lying to you if I say that turned me around and stop me from thinking about my (at that point) past relationship (Yes, singular). But it cleared my head a little. I'm pretty sure I thanked you for that Fai. But hell. Won't kill to thank you again eh? Thanks bro. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright back to general things that affected all of us rather than just me. Xiang got to kumpulan Buku in LPS along with Ying Yang(did I get this right bro?), and both are on fast track to success. I get chucked to data (Which I din't really mind). Wei yang? where did you end up at again - sorry I can't remember, Seriously I can't. Jiunn Heng got what? Nilam or some thing lame sounding. Guo Dong was in Majalah or something, Ai Hui, I don't know, being a shark or something. Shao Yong, I can't remember, neither can I remember Kent's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To make things neat and tidy, Xiang starts to get serious, I continue jerking around, Yang, I think he sulked a little, then he continue jerking around. Jiunn Heng, still doesn't really appear that often, shark is near non-existant. Guo Dong, still as usual ( no offence bro , we din't really hang out all that much ). Shao yong continue being Shao Yong (Dude your freaking boring man. Don't say your sorry, it's too freaking late. It's the past.) Kent, well your near non-existant then, apart from the time I punched what-his-name-2. I don't get what you were apologizing for then. I still don't really. Fai was smitten by Chai Yee (I'm not leaving that shit out bro. Her birthday is in a few days if I remember correctly)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing I must point out about that year. Most of us changed alot that year. It's also the time we usually refer to when we say "Good Ol' times". To be brutally honest, that should have been the beginning of our real tight friendship. If things were all that smoooth and happy, we would be refering it as "The rocky time when we first got together". Not the "Good Ol' Times". Does this give you enough hint on how sad our friendship is (in some ways)? Oh yes, I musn't forget. I will say this again as I have said it that year. Screw you Xiang you knew such a pretty prefect and you never bothered informing me? After all this time we knew each other , you never thought of introducing her to me?!&lt;/p&gt;Form 4, Fucking hell. It would have been epic. Looking back right now, I demand the right to call some people idiot. I shall start with the listings. First idiot, Wei Yang. Second idiot, Shao Yong. Why I call you two idiots? Look at what course your in. First idiot. You took Bio for what again? And what are you doing now? 2nd idiot, Shao Yong, what crap did you say about doing pharmacy or what shit again way long time ago? What are you doing now? YOU KNOW HOW EPIC IT WOULD HAVE BEEN?!!? ALL OF US SAME CLASS?!?!?! EVEN MR HO FELT THE AWESOMENESS DUDE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any how, fun times. Me and Fai start drifting away a little again cause I was caught up with stuff in LPS. But Me, Xiang, Heng, Yang, Ying Yang and who else more? I can't remember again. It's 12. fucking 45AM. Gimme a break. We had a good run then, we can still see em if we go back CHS now. So be fucking proud you dick heads! BE PROUD! And Wen Zhen is fun to hang out with. Overnighting Xiang's place is horrifying and amusing at the same time. Archive Room is good to sleep in. CHS history can be interesting when your the one digging for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, Xiang was made president, after a little drama, I was made Head of Multimedia (I still wonder, they would rather give someone who don't give a crap?). Jiunn Heng and Ying Yang, the unlike duo that went to secretary. Xiang, you changed a lot after taking over the helm. Was it the responsibility? I suppose so. I must say, if that's what made you who you are now. I'm glad you were only stuck with it for 2 years. Was it the year we forced to go the freaking Melacca trip? That was a real fucked up shit. Only thing on my mind the whole time. "Dude what the fuck? What did I do?!?! Why is her hand in mine?! What the frack!?" Wasted trip mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot more stuff happened that year. It was an interesting and eventful year. But I'm getting tired, and going in details of all those little things are unnecessary for what I'm doing. Are you wondering what I'm trying to do here? or have you guessed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along. Form 5. Another fun year. I must say I looked forward to the post SPM period where I believed things would go more enjoyable. I was wrong, it was only enjoyable for a rather short period of time. Why? I'll leave it to you why. Tuition with Ramesh is fun though. Lot's of things happened than, some giving a hint on how would we be like in the future. You think about it. I don't wanna go in details. I'm lazy. so piss off. Sorry if I left out the main character of the year, Guo Dong. Sorry bro. but those details, Ewwwww! She's so young dude! I'm just fucking around with ya. You can do a post on those stuff if you want, and give us a view into your mind and feelings then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's go post form 5 shall I? Shit blew up all over the place. Let's start with something general. Our friendships are falling apart. True we're seperated by distance. Me, Heng, Xiang, Shao Yong, Ying Yang and Guo Dong at Taylors. Wei Yang at HELP. Shark at Sunway. Fai at KDU, Sao Wen on another planet. But don't tell me your going to use that as a reason why we start to fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Fai are so far away, yet we still find time to hang out once every fortnight or once every week if we can do it. Don't tell me transportation is the issue. I went there all the time, how often do you see Fai coming over. Yes I'm supposed to sound accusing like you were all assholes that ditched their friends. Cause that's what you were doing for most part. Some of us have a good reason, while the others are just throwing up smokescreen. I won't go in details, my post today isn't to get into an arguement with anyone. Nor is it to make you feel guilty or feel bad (The last time I pulled something like this, it was meant to make you feel bad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnily enough, Ying Yang who's rather distant from the rest of us in High School, was actually hanging out with us way more often than usual. Meh bro. It's good to have you around more often. Good laughs. Not to mention awesome randomness. After my post on 17th September 2008, I'm sure most of you had rather negative things to say about me. I expected most of them. I expected some of you to think I've gone emo after Kent went UK since his like my gaming buddy and all. While I expected some others to raise defence for others, and say my accusations are unjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the truth is, some of you stop hanging out all together. Be honest to yourself now. When I mean hang out. I mean all of us going out together. If I were not there to hint here and there to go out. If Wei Yang wasn't asking anyone out for movies/dinner/etc. Would we still be going out together if I did not do that? Count the times we've gone out after college started? Count the time we've gone out together this year. Tell me. How many? More than 10 in almost 2 years? Or was it less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gave the desired effect for some time. We were starting to hang out again. For a short while (Yes, for a short while) Everyone was making an effort to get together again. It's so much easier to get people out for a drink or a chat. Though it's still a chore getting Wei Xiang for a movie. I doubt that would ever change (I doubt it'll change until Xiang has a personal theatre in his own house). I have to admit I was optimistic then, I thought things would be going uphill again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it was just like a freaking dose of stimulant. It worked for a few months and kapoot. We're back to square 2 (We're a little better than square 1). True, it was easier to get people out for dinner and casual hangouts now. But our friendship is as good as dead. Now I'll tell you why I even bothered typing this whole long winded blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't notice what I've been hinting throughout the whole bloody post. We're paddling(Not drifting) apart. If this goes on few more years from now, most of us would probably just sell out each other for money. After all, some of our past choices and decision hinted at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We call each other friends, we call each other brothers. Over time, we lose the fragile lines connecting us. That is of course, expected in every friendship. The problem starts, when most of us don't bother building new lines to connect us together again. We just let it rot away. Everytime we go out, it's always the same, either we talk crap, or we talk about the good old times. Are we ever going to have new times? Or are we just going to talk about good ol' times and craps everytime we go out? Do you really want those to be the last 2 lines holding us together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which party would you put yourself under? Those that's struggling to rebuild the lines? Or those watching them rot away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years from now when we're all out working. Do you want to meet up once a year to greet each other, chat over superficial stuffs like politics and good vacation spots for a few hours, and talk about the good ol' times? or would you rather have the rest of us on speed dial so you could call us out for a drink and tell us about this hot chick at your workplace (chatting bout hot girl is not superficial, it's about the survival of human race so shut up). Right now, I'm pretty sure we're leaning toward the former. Would you take thet effort to lead it to the latter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's old enough to decide for ourselves. You've read how things are in the years we've known each other. Now, I just wish for you to ask yourself this. "Am I worth the effort?". "Is everyone else worth the effort?". Be honest. We've known each other long enough to sense an outright lie from each other(at least for most).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you this is going to be lame and I don't usually do this. But I'll give my answer here. hide the text however you like. Take a guess on what each other's answers would be before reading. How far is it from what you expected (or if it's what you expect, awesome). Also, I suppose you can leave what you want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Meh. Some of us were never that close. While the rest of us, are as tight as pubic hairs. You guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;are the only ones that I call friends and not acquintance. Without any of you, I probably won't be who I am today. I'd really hate to see all this goes down the drain. I can't be building new lines if you're not recieving. I can't ask you to play a game together or go do something together if you say no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I left out alot of important events and details in my post. It may look as though I was pinpointing just several characters. Honestly, I intended to have a little story one everyone. but the fact is, look at the lenght of this freaking post. It would be double the lenght if I do one on everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I left out any important facts OPPSIES. I'm tired. It's 1.32am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I really do hope everyone would post a blog post, on their own perspective over the years. I know it seems childish and in some cases pointless. Who know's, maybe it'll inspire us to a new start, and as a wise man (actually it was Anakin Skywalker in my dream) once told me you don't have the right to complain if you gave up before fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-7185146244703289226?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/7185146244703289226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=7185146244703289226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7185146244703289226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7185146244703289226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-can-i-say.html' title='What can I say?'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-4933260494065185072</id><published>2008-11-23T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T01:30:11.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAR END TRIP...</title><content type='html'>Here is the thing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have decided to go to Penang on the 21st of December *until which day still not confirmed, but most likely 3 days 2 nights*&lt;br /&gt;I need to noe exactly who is going... &lt;br /&gt;And also im waiting for our Sao Wen to get his friend's apartment for us..*Much thank you dude*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we have only 12 ppl going then we will take a van there... which is RM130 per person for transport *for all three days* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we have more than 12 ppl going... I will take a few of u with me and we take aeroline from 1U to Penang... but subject to availability... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if u guys wan alcohol... We need Fai's help if his bro is going to langkawi before our trip... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will meet up with our 'Ah Gor' to look at the van... just to make sure that it will be comfortable for 12 ppl for long distance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need confirmation as soon as i get an update from Sao Wen....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-4933260494065185072?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/4933260494065185072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=4933260494065185072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4933260494065185072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4933260494065185072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/11/year-end-trip.html' title='YEAR END TRIP...'/><author><name>GOAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090158857126629789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-5361238966030149046</id><published>2008-11-20T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:32:56.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the blissful tranquility of being idle...</title><content type='html'>Mmm.. The bitter sweet taste of finishing an Exam. It feels good. Finally free time to contemplate all the little things which cross my mind throughout AS period. The good ol' times with everyone back in secondary school while we can laze around alot thanks to short classes (not to mention skipping classes for tuition heh). Oh the innocence and trust we hold for each other then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when did all that change? Perhaps the times where we realize our best friends aren't the people we thought they were? or the times we realize how fragile the threads of friendships are. Still, that's part of life, things changes people changes, and everyone of us change along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I remember the days where I trusted everyone completely. The times where I never prepare any backup plans for myself and how much I believed in my friends. It all ended when I realize how some of us does not treat everyone equally either conciously or unconciously. I wonder, how would our friendship remain if that continues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when two people are left alive in the world, they would still represent the opposing factions. I guess that line is pretty much true. Even among us, we soon divided into factions due to difference in our judgement. Though we eventually submit to each other, the scar remains for all to see. Friends may turn to foe in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but through all that, still here we remain and here we stand proudly side by side againts all odds. A mixture of variety of individuals, each with a distinct personality. From the devious to the honest, from a knight in shinny armor to a necromancer messing with a zombie, we still stand together and proud of who and what we are. Ass-A-Nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Wei Xiang sounds like his realising his boyhood -.-;;. I was just bored btw, take no special notes of anything I say =P. Btw interesting question which i just thought when Kah Fai asked for a quote to tattoo on his back. I know what's tit, but what the hell is tat?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-5361238966030149046?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/5361238966030149046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=5361238966030149046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5361238966030149046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5361238966030149046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-blissful-tranquility-of-being-idle.html' title='Oh the blissful tranquility of being idle...'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-3734850226167302819</id><published>2008-11-16T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:51:26.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG plans for year 2008 Q4...</title><content type='html'>LOL..this is not route map for release of new tech stuff *although it sounds like it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway... As for most of us... our FINAL SHOWDOWN is ending soon... &lt;br /&gt;In fact DOBBY &amp; Shao Yong is DAMN FREE NOW !!!!!!!!*(&amp;(^*(&lt;br /&gt;Lets plan for some trips/outing etc to mark an end for year 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dates to WATCH OUT...&lt;br /&gt;1. 21/11/2008 - 22/11/2008 ---- makan dinner or go out wtv..suggested place Plannet888 near Menara Merais..opposite some Ferrari Showroom&lt;br /&gt;2. 23/11/2008 --- celebrate Fai's b'day?? WHERE?? suggestion pls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 14/12/2008 - 31/12/2008 ---- Xmas countdown...new year day countdown... &lt;br /&gt;                                Trip to anywhere???? *not sure wheter we can book now*&lt;br /&gt;                                But its also..suggestion pls... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the days.. lepak..sleep..RA3 multiplayer blabla LOLL......... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls give confirmation/suggestion or anything for 21st nov or 22nd nov...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-3734850226167302819?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/3734850226167302819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=3734850226167302819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3734850226167302819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3734850226167302819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-plans-for-year-2008-q4.html' title='BIG plans for year 2008 Q4...'/><author><name>GOAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090158857126629789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-9048898554972019410</id><published>2008-10-03T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:10:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever wonder?</title><content type='html'>What if we're stuck in the middle-ages and and all or most of us have blue blood. I wonder what title would we each have heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it safe to assume to put&lt;br /&gt;Wei Xiang as King of the sausage fest land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what would the rest go under. I'll take the title Duke if his majesty permits =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-9048898554972019410?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/9048898554972019410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=9048898554972019410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/9048898554972019410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/9048898554972019410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-you-ever-wonder.html' title='Have you ever wonder?'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-2470870506064333566</id><published>2008-10-02T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:57:28.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tralalalala</title><content type='html'>It seems I've spend too much time playing S.T.A.L.K.E.R Clear Sky for the holiday. Everytime I close my eyes I see a guy in Gas Mask and anti radiation suit telling me "Get out of here Stalker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I shall dive into another great mystery of AAN. Do Wei Yang have an enourmous porn collection. Treacherous journey ahead. Going head first into his room his highly inadvisible. There are plenty of sperm fence set up around the incapacious room. Switch on any UV light in 10 metre radius and you'll scream like a little girl and pass out (If not claimed by death that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I have some trick up my sleeve *hugs flamethrower* and I manage to bypass the securities and uncover another secret which drives our curiosity! Sadly, I was unable to obtain any screenshots. Worry not though, he definitely have less pornography stocked up in his computer =3. Who's your daddy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SOTvIZsLMZI/AAAAAAAAACs/ihmAuFTua90/s1600-h/17GB+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252585993035002258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SOTvIZsLMZI/AAAAAAAAACs/ihmAuFTua90/s320/17GB+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You little girls may now bow down to me and call me the man! P.s. for anyone that wish to have part of the collection kindly line-up orderly. Any disorder and indecent behaviour would result in your termination ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-2470870506064333566?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/2470870506064333566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=2470870506064333566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2470870506064333566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2470870506064333566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/10/tralalalala.html' title='Tralalalala'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SOTvIZsLMZI/AAAAAAAAACs/ihmAuFTua90/s72-c/17GB+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-3999391347931263059</id><published>2008-09-26T17:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:43:26.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyday as we grow, AAN grows in tandem with us.&lt;br /&gt;We may be posed with different challenges that only each of ourselves may understand.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes words do not tell things we want to say.&lt;br /&gt;For these challenges may sometimes be ineffable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, we have one another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Things are different from before. We may be heading off in different directions. But that does not mean we have to be together, to be together. Different experiences should make us value our friendship, our brother(and sister)hood more than ever. For AAN will always be a refuge to the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAN had good times. "Good" is so much of an understatement. WE ROCKED!!!&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly, we struggled and made it through harsh times, too.&lt;br /&gt;It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; collaboration of both "good" and "bad" that made things flourish.&lt;br /&gt;Things were great when we had fun, but it is through bad times where we grow.&lt;br /&gt;We are very different individuals, and of course in whatever scenario, arguments and disagreement may spark. But we compromise. We give in. We forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a cake, split into equal portions for all. Sometimes one does not get the chocolate icing which happened to land on only one of the slices. The latter has 2 options. He may fret and sulk. Or instead, he could share the happiness of that other lucky fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mr. William once said: "Unity is not in uniformity, but in diversity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many different perceptions on the word 'perfection'. To me, perfection manifests itself within imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAN is perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-3999391347931263059?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/3999391347931263059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=3999391347931263059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3999391347931263059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3999391347931263059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/09/everyday-as-we-grow-aan-grows-in-tandem.html' title=''/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-1326590692373724506</id><published>2008-09-26T16:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:40:12.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"AAN's greatest mystery?!"" What does Jiunn Heng do when he's free??"&lt;br /&gt;OMG Is that even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a thing&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;If, in fact, that is what some of you guys, my bros (and shark!) ponder upon day in day out, I'm afraid you're wasting your precious time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna rephrase AAN's greatest mystery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Why do AAN members use their freetime to think about what Jiunn Heng does during his freetime when there are so many things that could be done with the freetime available?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...           &lt;br /&gt;Ok. Getting back to business, if this mystery boggles your concious THAT bad, I could relieve your pain and desperation for answers.&lt;br /&gt;I am more than happy to announce that one of you lucky bastards may get a chance to win a Golden Ticket (wee... willy wonka!!!) for a One-Day Tour of Heng's Life! (How often do you get an opportunity like that?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  To give you an inkling of what I do during my freetime, here's a hint: it involves a lot of SNORING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-1326590692373724506?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/1326590692373724506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=1326590692373724506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1326590692373724506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1326590692373724506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/09/aans-greatest-mystery-what-does-jiunn.html' title=''/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-8326861122649570889</id><published>2008-09-21T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:23:31.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest mystery of life.</title><content type='html'>Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of AAN's greatest mystery is what Jiunn Heng does when his free. I have risk my life and sanity to uncover the ugly truth behind this mystery. Yes folks. I have finally got the answer for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparantly my dear readers. What he does at home which has plagued our very sanity would haunt us in our dreams. Every night when the cock touches 12AM, he would switch into his pantyhose hunter costume and lead a condom riot in some foreign land where vaginas are called The hole of Yahooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. It was horrible seeing him strapping condom tight around his head and his 4 limbs before venturing into his toilet bowl(after replacing the water in the flush system with lubricants). Horrible. I strapped a mini-cam on his err, condom helmet as I rather not be there in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, that's not the worse yet! From the precious video I manage to get with the mini-cam. I manage to get a glimspe of a group of condom helmet personnels at the end of the toiletbowl (amazing engineering btw and excellent holograms). They kidnap the poor and downtrodden and try condoms on them. Hell. They put on a pink condom with viabou (Its just a bouquet of flower but rather than flowers, their replaced with viagra pills).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasty business. It seems it would have been wiser if I were to leave his mystery well and unknown. Now I would have to go for therapy session before I go crazy and stab some condoms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-8326861122649570889?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/8326861122649570889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=8326861122649570889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/8326861122649570889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/8326861122649570889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/09/greatest-mystery-of-life.html' title='The greatest mystery of life.'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-6607060259810542008</id><published>2008-09-17T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:23:21.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Ah my friends, my comrades or maybe better, my brothers. How much do I know of you? Each of you... Some, I rather I suffer from a memory lost as I have known much more than I ever wanted. Others, I wish I spent the time to know each of you better. I never said anything to anyone openly throughout the time we've know each other, except recently where I think it is crucial for us to know our own weakness so we could improve ourselves. The future is no longer a place where we stick together and risk our necks with our own projects. It is a world with others where cooperate rules and struggles would be more than sufficient to take out even the strongest warrior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never let myself get too involved with anyone, or anyone to know me too deeply. For I fear my friends. I fear that one day, others may take such information and turn it againts me. I cannot deny the charges of cowardice as indeed I am. I differ from others, I need not the presence of others to strive although I wouldn't mind having them for company most of the time. Maybe things did work out as I planned, no one truly understands me. No one truly knows what goes behind the smile I may portray, the laugh and the jokes I emit. Some came close, while some are far away from the mark while they believe they are locked on to me. I have to say, its interesting to see how far their off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time I ever let down my guard, are the times where I spent with Kent, Fai, Guo Dong and maybe to some extent some of my classmates sometimes. You would definitely ask why? Why them and not you? Why would I keep the mask even if it's infront of you. Why, it is simple my friend, you never gave me a reason to. I've seen most of you work, I've seen most of you in personal times, I have to say, it would make me seem awfully judgemental when I decide you are not worthy for me to let down my mask. I've never intervened things as I have now as I enjoy my 'neutrality' with everyone, but things would take a turn soon, but I doubt that I'll be able to go through everyone tonight maybe in the future... for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Wei Xiang, always the one we look up too for direction. There are thing's I've told you in the past, and I've told you rather recently. I hope this time you would truly keep it in mind as I might not be able to remind you of things like this forever. There are many instant I turned to you for advice, I thank you for those times, they helped me alot. Thank you. I know not why the others often chose to follow you. The reason why I'm willing to obey and carry out the task you assign to the best of my abilities is because I believe it would be the best way for me to return the kindness you have done me in the past. Althought I question you and I critize you, I do what I think may make you a better man. I know there are alot of instance where you put my advice and projections far behind even when they prove to be true in the end. Every man make mistakes, even I would make mistakes. It is good you do not take my words as it is, but I do hope you would take them more seriously and not let them fade with the winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My respectful Jiunn Heng. You do presume too much about people. About me. The countless times you made my choice for me. Expecting me to skip my thinking skill class expecting me to join you without a doubt. I always let it pass, the furthest I went was to berrate you for a short moment. But remember, even then I still left and headed for you my friend. Would you have done the same? I know what you've said. or what you would think when you have read what I previously posted. I wasn't suprised my your reaction. The retalliation, the defence, the excuses. Let me remind you my friend. I never said you commited of those atrocity I've said. You admited them yourself through your anger and frustration. I have said nothing until now. Hold that in mind before you set yourself in rage again. I hope you would be wiser and be able to see things out of other's perspective in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah and Wei Yang, always the one causing strife in other's mind. Yet, you show deep care for everyone of us and would not hesitate to come for anyone of us. Even braving yourself to find out what is wrong with us when we are not feeling up to things. My respect for you my friend. When I posted the last post, I was worried that you would be reading again and again to find some mistake done by you. I do hold fear you might misunderstand and thought my words were meant for you. Thankfully you did not. Thankfully your able to register who they might be meant for. When you asked, I feel that I had the responsibility to share with you as we are all a group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Kah Fai. Again I have to thank you for your care when I fell with a fever when we are on Fraser Hill. I know you would probably starting to feel annoyed with all the thank you. But it is what I still feel. Ever since we met in Form 1, I have always trusted you deeply. Even after we got into a fight, I felt terrible for losing control and taking out my frustration at you. I remember the day after I looked for you hoping to earn your forgiveness. The time where we got caught playing traunt together, my indifference brought your anger upon me. Shook me out of my devil may care additude it did. If it wasn't for you, I would never be who I am now. I doubt I would even be back at home now. Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me, that I would smile when someone manage to find out something about what I'm thinking or how I think. My first impression was the idea is plainly crazy. but I had a good laugh after thinking about it. I was smiling when I heard her words. It do seem awfully sad, when most of you, my 'close' friends rarely make me smile that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I do realize some of you may be rather unhappy with what I've said before. But I stick with what I've said. I've think before posting it. I know the reprecussion it may follow, I know this would not be different from the last. But alas, it is my choice of action. My apologies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-6607060259810542008?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/6607060259810542008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=6607060259810542008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6607060259810542008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6607060259810542008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-8630035796702673518</id><published>2008-09-08T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:01:11.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Another of our breathen has left our ranks. For now or forever?one would never know. How long more would the brotherhood stand through the journey of life? Would it fall apart as the world surely would? or would it stand strong againts odd and exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of mismatched friends group together under the banner Ass A Nation, a name sparked from a trip down the escalator in an outing. How firm would it hold? As mismatch we are, we were glued once to a common cause. The cause is no more, the crusade is over. What would the group do when there are no longer common cause which bands a group of mismatched companions together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The share cause no longer exist in the world we live in, what would be left of us? Would us part till fate brings us together again? Would one still honor the call as we all pledge before? or would you pursue your own cause, forgetting those which you had once called brothers. Some of those which you once called brothers would lay down their lives for you without any hesitation, would you grant them the same trust they put in you? or do you see yourself above such and turn your back on them as you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look back at your own action, have you forgotten that we used to be one? One for all, and all for one. Where lies that concept now? Scattered in the wind as your promise have? No lives are place on the line yet, but you have neglected your duty pursuing personal gains and forsaking the whole. An hour of your day would not put your own life in jeopardy, but yet you choose not to heed the call. Only by a reduction in our rank can shake you out of your shell of oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love for something impractical worth forsaking one's sanity and happiness over? If it's so, I have nothing but contempt for you. Pain is never far away from life, it is a part of life, a part of being human. Even so, one does not have to fall to pain. One can stand strong with bonds of friendship, with the support of others. Would you see this? or has grief blinded thy sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I frown on your choice, I curse your mentality and I spite your actions. Is this the legacy you want others to remember? If it is, so be it. One's choice begats a pattern for future choices. Hold that in your heart while you weave your own future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nation would stand together againts an enemy of the state in time of crisis, but turn on each other in times of peace and tranquility. Would we fall from grace to similar levels?Some people changes for the better, some for the worse, some grow together, some grow apart. Which group would you chose to be in? Keep that in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have say this to everyone and to no one. Life is a never ending circle. So are my words. It revolves around nothing and yet it means everything. Reflect and learn or let my words fade into obscenity. I care not. It is your choice, no one can withhold your rights and I am not foolish enough to try. Think on thy action and repent before all is lost to death's embrace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-8630035796702673518?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/8630035796702673518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=8630035796702673518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/8630035796702673518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/8630035796702673518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-6486177575028560649</id><published>2008-08-22T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:55:09.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance is fucking bliss. That would be your new AAN motto.</title><content type='html'>Zzzzzzz.... I officially ( however official it may be) temporarily resign from AAN. I resign for personal reasons that i will not bother to divulge. Although im resigning from ÁAN, that doesnt mean I ain't going to be ur fren anymore.... I just like some time alone... and maybe some fresh faces to look at.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with ya studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S I'll be opening a blog soon, i'll post u guys the link when i make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P P/S ignorance is fucking bliss. Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-6486177575028560649?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/6486177575028560649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=6486177575028560649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6486177575028560649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6486177575028560649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/08/ignorance-is-fucking-bliss-that-would.html' title='Ignorance is fucking bliss. That would be your new AAN motto.'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-951887740536365005</id><published>2008-08-22T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:10:27.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new phone!</title><content type='html'>Last monday, i dropped my W800i into the toilet hole when im shitting =__=, inside the hole is full of water and cause my w800i malfunction, after a few day dry it using my laptop GC 70 celcius heat, finally it work and i quickly find some shop to ask for trade in without telling them i dropped in to a toilet hole LOL, finally found a shop that give me his best price RM250!!! omg thats nice price, a phone which drop into toilet hole can sold out with RM250, not bad haha...then later today, after i come back from melaka i discuss with my mom to get this new PDA phone, Sony Ericsson P1i, and she allow me to get it from the dealer from lowyat.net, which cost RM1030 for 2 year warranty n 1 year warranty on LCD, thats a reasonable price. At about 5pm in the afternoon, the dealer reach my home and bring the phone here, so i check around, play round the phone, after i feel that satisfy with it, so i paid him the full amount, then he left. After he left, i continue to touch my phone and trying to update my phone firmware. As i can said, this phone is nice, good sound, good camera and quite user friendly, the only thing is the keypad for ABCD is abit hard for first few time use, it follow exactly keyboard style juz that its too small to press and 1 button can press 3 type of way, left middle and right. Ok, thats all for now, continue to play my phone that i found it im still blur with it, below are a few photo for my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/3138/img4734ok4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img136.imageshack.us/img136/3138/img4734ok4.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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kOmDTsd_C4/SK66tddPvCI/AAAAAAAAABA/MRULSGj4zKw/s1600-h/IMG_4738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kOmDTsd_C4/SK66tddPvCI/AAAAAAAAABA/MRULSGj4zKw/s320/IMG_4738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237328706842639394" 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/7696359306202052213-951887740536365005?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/951887740536365005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=951887740536365005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/951887740536365005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/951887740536365005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-new-phone.html' title='My new phone!'/><author><name>Hong Sao Wen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_6kOmDTsd_C4/SK66tddPvCI/AAAAAAAAABA/MRULSGj4zKw/s72-c/IMG_4738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-2934498154874800603</id><published>2008-08-16T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:57:36.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeee photos (although not much)</title><content type='html'>Mmmm... I just realized I'm not photogenic at all.... sad..... one of the reasons i believe is although I'm smiling (sarcastically or not), and i'm trying to portray a happy face, my eyes still stays the same way (small,slitted and tired looking). Thus making me look very retarded... Oh well... Now onto photos(or the lack of it)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKbGTuGtdpI/AAAAAAAAABM/5VHURxOZhb4/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKbGTuGtdpI/AAAAAAAAABM/5VHURxOZhb4/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235089658960770706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Normal day out to eat dim sum (except for kah fai enjoying some pleasuring from wx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to post a few photos from the library... but i realized me being in the picture more or less ruin the whole photo, so no more photo from library... To make up for it, i shall post some random photos i took!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh i shall post photos in a later date.. for some reason the blogger add image thing a bit  cacated at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S Wall-e was not bad at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-2934498154874800603?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/2934498154874800603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=2934498154874800603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2934498154874800603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2934498154874800603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/08/weeeee-photos-although-not-much.html' title='Weeeee photos (although not much)'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKbGTuGtdpI/AAAAAAAAABM/5VHURxOZhb4/s72-c/IMG_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-2218224315105575526</id><published>2008-08-12T17:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:32:40.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My uber new camera (Canon IXUS 860IS) !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.trustedreviews.com/images/article/inline/6100-Canon860ISfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.trustedreviews.com/images/article/inline/6100-Canon860ISfront.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.trustedreviews.com/images/article/inline/6100-Canon860IS3quart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.trustedreviews.com/images/article/inline/6100-Canon860IS3quart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://asia.cnet.com/cnet/i/r/2007/dc/41072561/sc003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://asia.cnet.com/cnet/i/r/2007/dc/41072561/sc003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay so it might not be that uber, but its better than the 3.2 mp camera wx and dobby has... and that is better than nothing... after digging through some pictures... I just realised i don't have much pictures to post(especially pictures of our gathering or such) .... So i'll just post a random few for now....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFTaqSr9UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oOJIhybbGv4/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFTaqSr9UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oOJIhybbGv4/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233555959475598658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soon-to-be-ruler-of-the-world teddy bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFUp95o6NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/o90PliW6AQ0/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFUp95o6NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/o90PliW6AQ0/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233557321948915922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A macro shot by dobby-he's-an-asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFWLp7_qpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/r-c2m1M5Me4/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFWLp7_qpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/r-c2m1M5Me4/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233559000217266834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;STREAKY LIGHTS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFXGsZwZDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5bMUPan2pIA/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFXGsZwZDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5bMUPan2pIA/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233560014491247666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EARTHQUAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFX0OjwnEI/AAAAAAAAABE/GHPHBmvk-x0/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFX0OjwnEI/AAAAAAAAABE/GHPHBmvk-x0/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233560796754123842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mmmm... I have no idea how i caught the motorcyclist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that's all for now!!! Will post more if I see anything interesting.... And you guys shux at blogging..... I'm going go make my own... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/S Why does the image always goes to the top when i add images... that is so frustrating...&lt;/span&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/7696359306202052213-2218224315105575526?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/2218224315105575526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=2218224315105575526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2218224315105575526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2218224315105575526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-uber-new-camera-canon-ixus-860is.html' title='My uber new camera (Canon IXUS 860IS) !!!!!'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SKFTaqSr9UI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oOJIhybbGv4/s72-c/IMG_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-3502121936536699280</id><published>2008-08-11T10:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:54:01.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Btw</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wizards.com/magic/playmagic/whatcolorareyou.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wizards.com/magic/images/whatcolor_isblack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the Magic: The Gathering 'What Color Are You?' Quiz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="left"&gt;ooooo......... total opposite of dobby's..... no comments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" align="left"&gt;mmmm... photos will be coming quite soon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-3502121936536699280?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/3502121936536699280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=3502121936536699280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3502121936536699280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3502121936536699280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/08/btw.html' title='Btw'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-6022749211671337477</id><published>2008-08-06T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:45:29.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming soon...... to a blog near you.....</title><content type='html'>I've just bought my new camera today, the not-as-powerful-as-a-slr-camera Canon IXUS 860IS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So expect a lot of pictures in the next few hours or days....... and also some life back into these bog......... i mean blog.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-6022749211671337477?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/6022749211671337477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=6022749211671337477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6022749211671337477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6022749211671337477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/08/coming-soon-to-blog-near-you.html' title='Coming soon...... to a blog near you.....'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-7246573158177347248</id><published>2008-07-20T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:41:38.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wizards.com/magic/playmagic/whatcolorareyou.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wizards.com/magic/images/whatcolor_iswhite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the Magic: The Gathering 'What Color Are You?' Quiz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets all do the test and see what are the rest of you all and post it up. It'd be interesting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-7246573158177347248?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/7246573158177347248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=7246573158177347248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7246573158177347248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7246573158177347248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-fun.html' title='For Fun'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-2911794839206008358</id><published>2008-06-27T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:56:18.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum cha??</title><content type='html'>Hey people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested in yum cha/hang out tomorrow??&lt;br /&gt;College will be starting soon (for us doing a-lvls) and we wont have much time for outings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any suggestions??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Heng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-2911794839206008358?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/2911794839206008358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=2911794839206008358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2911794839206008358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2911794839206008358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/06/yum-cha.html' title='Yum cha??'/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-1425945664155658817</id><published>2008-06-20T12:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T12:43:46.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A toast to SW</title><content type='html'>Melaka aye??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SW, can't wait to be meet u there... U having a whole house to yourself?? That's the coolest shit that could happen lol.. We could crash at your place during weekends and I could drop by my grandaunt's..&lt;br /&gt;I have cousins there too, a girl 2yrs younger than I am *fai n dob, dont keep your hopes up, she's darn brainy and she's not blind to tell that u guys are ugly from the looks haha* , twin boys and the cutest 5yr old ever... &lt;br /&gt;We could go get chicken rice balls, as suggested by SW...&lt;br /&gt;Or 煎熬 ..  Melaka has the best, in Msia, that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw AAN wishes the best to sao wen.. take care and do well in ur studies.. and let's see our laughing buddha getting a *Melakan??* girl lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dob, Does ur labrador's fur fall off frequently?.. let's feed it with wx's hand muafafa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. it is dumb to be sick during the hols =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-1425945664155658817?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/1425945664155658817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=1425945664155658817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1425945664155658817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1425945664155658817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/06/toast-to-sw.html' title='A toast to SW'/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-95439993992135257</id><published>2008-06-16T13:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:42:48.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eXaM After-Math</title><content type='html'>I have been inactive in this blog or for that matter have not been doing what we 'usually do' just because of the SEM. EXAM...so i'll have to ditch the usual 'dun give a fuck' attitude towards exam just bcoz i have PAID for it...but i still screwed up the Math &gt;&gt;wtf&lt;&lt;.... but wateva exam is not to be posted here.... &lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing that can happen is HDD crash after exam...wat the heck!! &lt;br /&gt;but well finally managed to save the photos we took during BBQ n stuff...so im gonna bring it to dobby's place n we post it up LOL.... &lt;br /&gt;Okay.. done crapping...&lt;br /&gt;Sao Wen.. happy studying in MMU... Melaka is still very near for us to go... so u should be prepared for any suprise visit by AAN members.. since u are staying in a house so we could just crash ur place when we are free...&lt;br /&gt;By then u'll be the tour guide bring us round melaka n BURN DOWN the stupid place we stayed during lps trip..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              ~BORED~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Dob, are u free 2moro..? i go to ur place n lepak...n feed ur dog lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-95439993992135257?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/95439993992135257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=95439993992135257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/95439993992135257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/95439993992135257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/06/exam-after-math.html' title='eXaM After-Math'/><author><name>GOAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090158857126629789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-6447240799108325330</id><published>2008-06-15T00:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T02:35:33.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Party for Sao Wen</title><content type='html'>Yes. If you mortals fail to realize, Sao Wen would be off to Melaka this late afternoon/evening for his course at MMU. Since we won't get to see him again in any time soon (We'll we could always go and haul his ass back to PJ since Melaka is so close away - assuming th&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQMgPxDvFI/AAAAAAAAACE/mM6HlakfOC0/s1600-h/DSC02733.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at we speed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we went to get ourself blacklisted from Dave's. No more 1/2 metre pizza for AAN members in a &lt;strong&gt;long long&lt;/strong&gt; time. Lets take a look at what the shit those little asstard did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211796657453725858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQFclkY-KI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JUYZGaBI5Fw/s320/DSC02703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiunn Heng grinning like a maniac at God knows who..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQGcezCzJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oYrhBo8QoFE/s1600-h/DSC02711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211797755147766930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQGcezCzJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oYrhBo8QoFE/s320/DSC02711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sao Wen, Jiunn Heng and Guo Dong. That hand belongs to Wei Xiang. Someone please chop it off and serve as our future dinner material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQGa3T8XgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oslO0Zc1wNc/s1600-h/DSC02709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211797727368470018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQGa3T8XgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oslO0Zc1wNc/s320/DSC02709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group Photo : Wei Yang, Wei Xiang, Sao Wen, Jiunn Heng and Guo Dong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQGbZBr7dI/AAAAAAAAAAk/K5Oziau2dWQ/s1600-h/DSC02708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211797736418700754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQGbZBr7dI/AAAAAAAAAAk/K5Oziau2dWQ/s320/DSC02708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes they got too hungry. Their planning to start cursing like idiots so that the pizza would come faster. (On second thought we were already cursing like idiots till occupants from the table near us started glaring at us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQGbqMFDCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Yk1cUIuuui4/s1600-h/DSC02713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211797741025692706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQGbqMFDCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Yk1cUIuuui4/s320/DSC02713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of Mr. Ugly Boy. Lets look at Kah Fai... His foolish attempt to cover up his face... Should have grabbed something bigger like his &lt;em&gt;Balls&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQH-as-z-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/bld7JQ2Djmk/s1600-h/DSC02715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211799437675778018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQH-as-z-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/bld7JQ2Djmk/s320/DSC02715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Xiang is currently searching for a companion to keep his bed warm tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQH_q0WebI/AAAAAAAAABE/ta6bXGqLiZw/s1600-h/DSC02716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211799459181525426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQH_q0WebI/AAAAAAAAABE/ta6bXGqLiZw/s320/DSC02716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the usual "Thank you for screwing with us God from Kent..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211799479657115042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQIA3GHLaI/AAAAAAAAABM/_cO4OQwf33Y/s320/DSC02718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Wei Yang's attempt to look gay. I wonder if we suceeded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211799505969190706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQICZHZlzI/AAAAAAAAABU/SeKocQwUQUU/s320/DSC02719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Group Photo!...thank god the waiter did not smash my phone in our face. After all the nuisance we caused. I was expecting some pretty nasty treatments =P. Well after getting our group photo, its time to make our escape before the restaurant management decides to call in One-Utama's securities. Curiously, we ran(not exactly ran ..Half of us din't even realize) into Melanie(Shu Ying if you guys are wondering.. Seems pretty awkward for us to re-enter the restaurant and bug her while she's having dinner with her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After all those laughing and yelping, its off to a short toilet break and strolling around like stray cats. Once again, AAN decided to obey The Coin. The Coin has spoken to us and commanded us to head towards Yipee cup for a drink (Jiunn Heng rather have a drink at Yipee than Nyonya Kuih...And bloody jerk say he don't wanna have one after sitting down... Jerk off). Our '赌神' decided to show their 1337 c4rd p14y1ng 5k1llz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJsu8RxZI/AAAAAAAAABc/mQNUDp-x6E8/s1600-h/DSC02721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211801332894254482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJsu8RxZI/AAAAAAAAABc/mQNUDp-x6E8/s320/DSC02721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJs8Lg_hI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyI07P06WiA/s1600-h/DSC02723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211801336447827474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJs8Lg_hI/AAAAAAAAABk/CyI07P06WiA/s320/DSC02723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sao Wen started grinning like some crazy dude after seeing his cards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guo Dong and Kent went way for quite some time... We were wondering where on Mars did they go (Before they left.. All the said was "We're going to get a room.") and Tadaa they returned with a flashy gas propelled dart gun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJtKkJIhI/AAAAAAAAABs/2hQMtjWqkFk/s1600-h/DSC02724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211801340309217810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJtKkJIhI/AAAAAAAAABs/2hQMtjWqkFk/s320/DSC02724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our cow boy decided to threaten me with his loaded &lt;em&gt;Miniscule&lt;/em&gt; toy gun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJtWtx4_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ErzX5oSF9fk/s1600-h/DSC02725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211801343570863090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJtWtx4_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ErzX5oSF9fk/s320/DSC02725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is the last time we're going to hand Wei Xiang a toy gun. Look at what he did to Kah Fai and Jiunn Heng.. After Yipee Cup. Its off back to Wei Xiang's house to chill out before calling it a night and head home... The original plan was to chill off.. but things got alittle crazy as usual..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJtxL7baI/AAAAAAAAAB8/58X_3XNKOd8/s1600-h/DSC02729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211801350676639138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQJtxL7baI/AAAAAAAAAB8/58X_3XNKOd8/s320/DSC02729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Cow Boy the second decided to be flashy... Look at sad little Jiunn Heng ... sitting all alone back there...SERVE YOU RIGHT FOR BEING A EMO BOY ON BLOG XD!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQNGSTc69I/AAAAAAAAACc/DzOCn_O_GvM/s1600-h/DSC02731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211805070418308050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQNGSTc69I/AAAAAAAAACc/DzOCn_O_GvM/s320/DSC02731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of random shooting occured. alot of Balls directed shooting took place. Alot of sudden yelping occured. No casualties was reported. No balls was harmed in the process of obtaining these photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQNGs5bILI/AAAAAAAAACk/yH0YqdYik4s/s1600-h/DSC02730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211805077556895922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQNGs5bILI/AAAAAAAAACk/yH0YqdYik4s/s320/DSC02730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge on Wei Xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQNFg6HByI/AAAAAAAAACM/UbEg21x2BJc/s1600-h/DSC02739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211805057158678306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQNFg6HByI/AAAAAAAAACM/UbEg21x2BJc/s320/DSC02739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kah Fai pointing the gun at Wei Xiang while Wei Xiang is trying to take Sao wen as hostage while Kent has both of them by the nipples (Although it doesn't look like that when the photo was taken..It was when they were in that position). After another 10 min of screwing around like idiots. We decided to call it a night and head home (Sao Wen have to pack his belongings and prepare for his exodus to Melaka for the next 4 years)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Few photo which are left out would be posted on my blog. It kills to fucking post so much fucking photos on this blog. Blogspot have a real crappy photo upload function. And we forgot to take photo of the pizza as we were toooooo hungry nyahahahhahahahaha. I suppose we'll have a post by others from different perspective =P It'd be interesting to see hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now Good Night Assholes. Oh wait its good morning. You all owe me lots and lots of lunch for these.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQGaf25-lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/COofEkuSDQ8/s1600-h/DSC02704.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-6447240799108325330?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/6447240799108325330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=6447240799108325330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6447240799108325330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6447240799108325330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/06/farewell-party-for-sao-wen.html' title='Farewell Party for Sao Wen'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/SFQFclkY-KI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JUYZGaBI5Fw/s72-c/DSC02703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-3548851652454293871</id><published>2008-06-09T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:05:44.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow mathematician amongst ass-a-nationers</title><content type='html'>if you did not know, here's the latest discovery in the field of mathematics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25-9 = 14,   not 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more understanding of this very complicating calculation, the genius you're searching for is none other than... GOAT...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-3548851652454293871?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/3548851652454293871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=3548851652454293871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3548851652454293871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3548851652454293871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-mathematician-amongst-ass-nationers.html' title='wow mathematician amongst ass-a-nationers'/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-2740304650286430647</id><published>2008-06-06T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T21:14:17.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More true than ever...</title><content type='html'>For you I was a flame&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing game&lt;br /&gt;Five story fire as you came&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I wish I never played&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a mess we made&lt;br /&gt;And now the final frame&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played out by the band&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing hand&lt;br /&gt;More than I could stand&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self professed... profound&lt;br /&gt;Till the chips were down&lt;br /&gt;...know you're a gambling man&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm rather blind&lt;br /&gt;Love is a fate resigned&lt;br /&gt;Memories mar my mind&lt;br /&gt;Love is a fate resigned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over futile odds&lt;br /&gt;And laughed at by the gods&lt;br /&gt;And now the final frame&lt;br /&gt;Love is a losing game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-2740304650286430647?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/2740304650286430647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=2740304650286430647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2740304650286430647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2740304650286430647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-true-than-ever.html' title='More true than ever...'/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-4059166167326365888</id><published>2008-05-29T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:11:17.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Censorship engaged</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincerest apologies to those which have been affected by a piece of random crap. Please do not run away in horror and despair from AAN Blog. We will make sure that no such crap ever pop out and harm thy's sanity and well being ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm apologizing, I am sure everyone would be happy to know that Jiunn Heng is currently strapped to a spike studded electric chair awaiting his execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the inconvinience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your's Truly&lt;br /&gt;Dobby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-4059166167326365888?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/4059166167326365888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=4059166167326365888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4059166167326365888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4059166167326365888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/dedicated-to-troubled.html' title='Censorship engaged'/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-6120476110692242603</id><published>2008-05-22T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:42:43.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kent went gh3y and stupid</title><content type='html'>[Ass-a-Nation] &lt;Ќĕŋť&gt; I wondered should I go or should I stay..., says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm what clouds ur mind young grasshopper&lt;br /&gt;[Ass-a-Nation]- Dobby -[DDS r0xx0r] says:&lt;br /&gt;u calling me a grasshopper i suppose old fart&lt;br /&gt;[Ass-a-Nation] &lt;Ќĕŋť&gt; I wondered should I go or should I stay..., says:&lt;br /&gt;fuck you....you punk...*shows middle finger* this old fart got more balls than you..&lt;br /&gt;[Ass-a-Nation]- Dobby -[DDS r0xx0r] says:&lt;br /&gt;oh yes thats freaky&lt;br /&gt;[Ass-a-Nation]- Dobby -[DDS r0xx0r] says:&lt;br /&gt;3 balls?&lt;br /&gt;[Ass-a-Nation] &lt;Ќĕŋť&gt; I wondered should I go or should I stay..., says:&lt;br /&gt;nope 5 &lt;br /&gt;5 balls. lets slice 3 off and sell them on the black market..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-6120476110692242603?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/6120476110692242603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=6120476110692242603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6120476110692242603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6120476110692242603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/kent-went-gh3y-and-stupid.html' title='Kent went gh3y and stupid'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-4679529707157109150</id><published>2008-05-14T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T13:24:07.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted Post</title><content type='html'>We are terribly sorry to inform you that teddybearmaker has gone missing as of yesterday. All attempts to find him was in vain because of the lack of clues (a pair of underwear, 3 socks, and a note saying "fishes are non-consumables that ignite if touched"). If you have any information concerning your fellow ass-a-nationer, please do not hesitate to inform us. We thank you for your cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yours trully,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Joint Task Force of Interpol and CIA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-4679529707157109150?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/4679529707157109150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=4679529707157109150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4679529707157109150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4679529707157109150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/wanted-post.html' title='Wanted Post'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-5708452856007183016</id><published>2008-05-12T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:24:16.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla?</title><content type='html'>My mood today:&lt;br /&gt;90% depressed (Not sure why)&lt;br /&gt;3% pissed off (Dad's fault)&lt;br /&gt;4% annoyed (Insane warcraft 3 AI's fault and my torrent download is only at 57.1% after almost 210++ hours of downloading)&lt;br /&gt;3% satisfied (because I just dled and watched an episode of a weekly published anime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;               And thats all I'm going to post because I can't even bring myself to crap even more (depression is really mood zapper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Oh just so you know, and this is to anyone who is reading this post.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**** you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-5708452856007183016?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/5708452856007183016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=5708452856007183016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5708452856007183016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5708452856007183016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/bla.html' title='Bla?'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-5894444592255515508</id><published>2008-05-11T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:21:33.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comedy courts rock!!!</title><content type='html'>Can't agree more with Goat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phanny, the denim skin is killing me.... change to something more fresh la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check these vids out... It's totally worth the 15mins of your life....&lt;br /&gt;Reflects a lil on the way we talk LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R714dzuBKDE&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpytEWcOBjA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4A1xfHjyTA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-5894444592255515508?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/5894444592255515508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=5894444592255515508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5894444592255515508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5894444592255515508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/comedy-courts-rock.html' title='Comedy courts rock!!!'/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-5401905084683312740</id><published>2008-05-11T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:14:22.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Skin tryout.... comments pls</title><content type='html'>Due to some prolonged expose to the same blog skin.... i've got bored of it n decided to steal some skin for a change..... &lt;br /&gt;pls... forum creator... get back to me if u wanna change..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: who got the previous skin up pls dun feel offended LOLLLLLL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-5401905084683312740?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/5401905084683312740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=5401905084683312740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5401905084683312740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5401905084683312740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-skin-tryout-comments-pls.html' title='New Skin tryout.... comments pls'/><author><name>GOAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090158857126629789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-1687792483990139104</id><published>2008-05-10T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T21:34:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dobby has be pwned by ...........</title><content type='html'>howdy asses. Yes its me again. I shall drive you all insane thanks to Kent's speed test result. Be afraid. Be very afraid. Alright I was just messing around.. Its not like I can drive any of you up the wall nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to type atm. so i'll just type random crap. what kind of random crap you ask? good question. I have no idea waht kinda random crap I wanna write about.. Hmm on second thought I'm crapping already.. I shall return to game with Phanny (Thats the name we shall call wei yang from now on) and Kent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-1687792483990139104?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/1687792483990139104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=1687792483990139104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1687792483990139104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1687792483990139104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/dobby-has-be-pwned-by.html' title='Dobby has be pwned by ...........'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-2380966569164052286</id><published>2008-05-10T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T17:01:18.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow someone is posting on this blog!</title><content type='html'>Finally the blog has come to the level that it grows stagnant........ Well too bad because i have nothing much to blog either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just blog because i just achieved and all new high for my internet speed... WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/269619019.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-2380966569164052286?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/2380966569164052286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=2380966569164052286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2380966569164052286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2380966569164052286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/wow-someone-is-posting-on-this-blog.html' title='Wow someone is posting on this blog!'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-3140282639582584876</id><published>2008-05-07T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:12:20.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooo..</title><content type='html'>Well hopefully I'd get a car to drive soon =(...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theoratically speaking, an old ass beatle should be coming my way.. Good thing about the beatle is, the previous owner seem to did a good job modding it alittle in the pictures... But the down side is. Its freaking older than me. Im dead serious. It's manufactured in 1970... his at least 20 years older then me...  And its manual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upside is, it has a fancy blue and silver paint... I wonder if I could get my parents to repaint it to something flashier.. But it'd probably cost a shit pile load... And it would probably go faster than Kent's car with its 1600cc engine heh.... I'd be pleased enough if it can hit 120 without killing me as it has no airbag (I'm going to die young w00t)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-3140282639582584876?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/3140282639582584876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=3140282639582584876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3140282639582584876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3140282639582584876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/wooo.html' title='Wooo..'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-1179748466798292917</id><published>2008-05-07T15:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:49:29.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I wish I had a faster car.....</title><content type='html'>The Kembara i'm currently diriving can never go to the fast lane..... unless I incur the wrath of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(rich bastard's with their fancy ass cars......well actually even the proton drived faster than me and i was already touching 110 kph.........)&lt;/span&gt; other drivers. As well as damaging the car and myself along with it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting the car back from the mechanic.... unfortunately they forgot to tune the alignment&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;( my car is still going towards the left)&lt;/span&gt; and fixing the horn which I would say is one of the most crucial part of the car &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;( How else are you going to horn other assholes on the road... Open the window and stick your middle finger out? Actually you can do that too...) &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Well I guess I can count myself lucky..... dobby's getting a old beatle.... which is meh...unless he managed to trick out the car until it can roar like a dragon...... Well that's all now I shall go into to teh kitchen to bake cookies and pray that it's edible....&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/7696359306202052213-1179748466798292917?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/1179748466798292917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=1179748466798292917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1179748466798292917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1179748466798292917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/sometimes-i-wish-i-had-faster-car.html' title='Sometimes I wish I had a faster car.....'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-4073563083453835515</id><published>2008-05-03T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T17:36:12.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Jiunn Heng with and a fucked up day.</title><content type='html'>First I would like to apologize to all the readers of this blog. I apologize about Jiunn Heng's mad raving and gay songs. I would send my petition to have his posting right stripped ASAP when the main blog owner is back from Genting. I'm very very sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enough of screwing with that little gay shit. Me and Kent decided to go along to 1U (We did ask a few people, they were too tired, too lazy and one ass hole name jiunn heng din't even bother picking the phone &lt;a href="mailto:!@%!@$"&gt;!@%!@$&lt;/a&gt;!@) Bitch. anyway. It seems our trip there was a complete waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing, we were stop by a nerdy looking fellow which turns out to be a domestic thug(he probably came from some other place and not from PJ area). It seems he and his friends are looking for a duo(I think) which kicked one of their friends ass. After questioning about where are we from and roughly how old are we , he "asked" us to follow him to KFC to meet one of his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ain't that interesting. After letting him question us a few moments, his friend came along which look oddly like a DVD peddler... The first thing he said to us was *Every conversation here is in chinese* "Can you 2 sit properly?" . Glancing at each other, me and Kent shifted alittle into a less Tai Kor way of sitting and the guy took a seat opposite of us. And he start questioning the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its suppose to be intimidating, it seems he failed to amuse or impress me and I still had the sarcasm and skeptism in my voice which probably scratch his Male-Thuggish-Ego and he "Politely" told me "don't be so 'chuan' can?" (now this ain't the first time I heard that from people of that..Expertise). After a while, he decided that we're clean and not the people they are looking for and we headed off toward our initial destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enroute we took a detour and informed one of the 1-Utama security (yes we are a group of responsible citizen) before walking around randomly just incase we're being followed (Obviously me and Kent told them everything but the truth so they are a little suspicious). Deciding that we're clean, we took a round into MPH and head towards GSC to check movie time and discover that the advertisement we saw on the movie "21" seems to be off and "street king" is not shown anymore. Scratching away the plan for movie, we headed towards A&amp;amp;W for lunch. What happen there will be private between me and Kent.(ask him for the details if ya really wanna know...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to play a few round of pool which ends up having me losing both rounds (Bloody shit for luck). Thankfully the last few balls on the table was not 4,6 or 7. at the end of the day, I have to say its lucky the rest of AAN were to lazy to go or things would get messier (typical AAN style running into thugs = Well Shits tend blow up once a while). A beautiful day wasted. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dobby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-4073563083453835515?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/4073563083453835515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=4073563083453835515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4073563083453835515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4073563083453835515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/gay-jiunn-heng-with-and-fucked-up-day.html' title='Gay Jiunn Heng with and a fucked up day.'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-5230538677424590976</id><published>2008-05-03T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:43:07.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macaroni... oh yeah...</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah... I almost forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt that growling tummy, but there's nothing good to eat??? No worries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just do this:&lt;br /&gt;1 packet of Macaroni (serving for more than 1 person so that the leftovers can be taken as breakfast the next day!!)&lt;br /&gt;1 EVERY SHIT LEFTOVER YOU HAVE FROM YESTERDAY's DINNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cook the macaroni with water *duh*&lt;br /&gt;2. Transfer to frying pan, put some oil *olive oil preferably* and everything else in...&lt;br /&gt;3. Goreng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Sedap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-5230538677424590976?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/5230538677424590976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=5230538677424590976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5230538677424590976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/5230538677424590976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/macaroni-oh-yeah.html' title='Macaroni... oh yeah...'/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-7886180275135063820</id><published>2008-05-03T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:20:41.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats was killing me so time-out-ing here</title><content type='html'>Hey ass-a-natians, if you guys are in favour of Redang, let me know... Cause to get a chalet for next year's June hols, we have to book within these few months... I assure you, Redang won't let you down LOL..&lt;br /&gt;But it'll be kinda pricey though... And if it were to be more of a beerfest and gathering, Redang won't be the place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spreading my love for music, here are songs which i think are worth downloading:&lt;br /&gt;More soothing and slower songs would include:&lt;br /&gt;1. Leona Lewis - Better In Time&lt;br /&gt;2. Amy Winehouse - Love Is A Losing Game (kinda sad though..)&lt;br /&gt;3. Jason Mraz - I'm Yours (sounds a lil dau-gei LOL, wx was giggling like on the 1st of April &lt;br /&gt;    2007 when he heard the song)&lt;br /&gt;4. Andrea Bocelli ft. Christina Aguilera - Somos Novios (trust me... it's really really good)&lt;br /&gt;5. Jamie Scott and the Town - When Will I See Your Face Again&lt;br /&gt;6. One Republic - All Fall Down&lt;br /&gt;7. Chyi - Tears-Donde Voy (I dont think you can find this song... it's kinda old... by some&lt;br /&gt;    Taiwanese... very soothing... nudge me on MSN if u wan it)&lt;br /&gt;8. Duffy - Warwick Avenue&lt;br /&gt;9. Leona Lewis - The First Time I Ever Saw Your Face (best lullaby ever)&lt;br /&gt;10. Craig David - Officially Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catchy-er songs would include:&lt;br /&gt;1. Colby O'Donis ft. Akon - What You Got&lt;br /&gt;2. Akon - I Can't Wait&lt;br /&gt;3. Will.I.Am - Heartbreaker (damn hilarious and definitely better than I Got It From My Mama)&lt;br /&gt;4. Madonna ft. Justin Timberlake - 4 Miunutes to Save the World (the weird song with the &lt;br /&gt;    Chinese-ish background music)&lt;br /&gt;5.  Usher - Make Love In This Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Heng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-7886180275135063820?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/7886180275135063820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=7886180275135063820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7886180275135063820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7886180275135063820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/stats-was-killing-me-so-time-out-ing.html' title='Stats was killing me so time-out-ing here'/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-3427444488617800289</id><published>2008-05-02T22:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:45:09.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somedays i just feel rather empty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just pop in to say hi to all and hope you're all well.......... I would have so wanted to rant just like dobby did but i thought that would be quite boring and a waste of yours and mine precious time that could be spent doing more positive and productive stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And here's a really cute pic I found on deviant art done completely with colour pencil and water colour, neat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195804801153220546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SBs08CcBv8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qHllE5tDugc/s400/a6f675b81b7d4a71f848f6c611d63346.jpg" border="0" /&gt; For those who want a clearer and bigger picture, you can go here : &lt;a href="http://emperpep.deviantart.com/art/light-painting-3-84363906"&gt;http://emperpep.deviantart.com/art/light-painting-3-84363906&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;P/S : If anyone wants any anime or books to watch and read respectively, I have a few. So don't hesistate to call.&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/7696359306202052213-3427444488617800289?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/3427444488617800289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=3427444488617800289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3427444488617800289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/3427444488617800289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/somedays-i-just-feel-rather-empty.html' title='Somedays i just feel rather empty...'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SBs08CcBv8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qHllE5tDugc/s72-c/a6f675b81b7d4a71f848f6c611d63346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-1120124876116255897</id><published>2008-05-02T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:59:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ello mortals! I am currently going through what most mortals would consider as insanity. I will be fine in some time hopefully but for now, let me be and I will not rip your head off your body =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;nticing ladies are usually pretty hard to pick up. That is where you can obtain the "How to get a chick without being a loser and lamer" book written by a lunatic with the name I-shag-weird-hobos! Terms and conditions applied for every book purchased. The book may not work on everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;ou know finishing reading this WILL cause your IQ to suffer a drop of at least 40 points at the best and completely wreck your mind to melt and flow out of your ears. I'm dead joking. You'd just go insane like me or start complaining to Windows Live and ask them to close down my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;o0 f1nk j00 g0t 3v3ry+h1ng f1gur3 0ut but I d0ubt j00 wud 3v3r f1gur3 t3h sh1tz I'm cr4pp1ng b1sh f0r I 4m t3h 1337 m45t3r!!!shift+1!1142142111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;veryone getting frustrated or pissed reading my blog yet? I really do hope your pissed. Cause if you ain't pissed yet, I can try throwing up more random 1337 shit or talk crap for a long long time just to drive you all nuts and screaming for my blood =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ss-A-Nation which are reading this piece o crap, it is to my sadness to announce that cigarattes causes less disease to the body compared to Alcohol LOL. Suprising? But there's the nasty breathe problem. Clorets taste nice with wasabi and monkey paste mixed with papaya pie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;o one lives for ever! Why do the lt. in starship trooper scream that before charging out to meet some nice anarchids? I mean they might be able to live almost forever with the medical technology available to them. After all they can reproduce body parts or organ in a giant fluid tank for crying out loud! They can just rebuild their body again and again every time one break down LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; wonder what drove me to such extreme... I'm sure as hell its not alcohol, and I'm sure as hell its not nicotine! As I have not had any of the former for a long time, and I discover the latter does nothing to me which is why I never seem to get hooked on to it! After all... It'd be for the sentimental value when I smell the burning tabacco leaves. I miss my grandma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;oneliness? I doubt that too, I have a bunch of kick ass brothers and a sister (Yes its you shark.) and an uber group of classmate which never fail to put a smile on my face. Why would I ever feel lonely with such companionship? To make it all better I have a few good pet sis which is always around to hear me out when I need it thanks Chai Yee and Thanks Xin Ling (Few more pet sis name I did not mention : Mimic-ing Master Yoda I am). All of you guys make me feel good to be alive =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;ro? I bet some might have that word in their mind as none of my post thus far has any pattern or continuity between each passage.don't worry its meant to be that way. to decieve thy mind and to confuse one soul ! I do hope it works as I hope it would or all would be for naught. It has not come to an end... YET...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;anderbeam from starslip has funny choies of words! and the other charactar from starslip are awesome (Sad Meridian, Mr Jinx ftw!)... The booze ray in it is awesome... I wonder would humanity ever create such a brilliant contraption. It makes people drunk without drinking! In a second! the ub3rn3ss mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;very time I close my eyes, I can't stop myself from laughing maniacally as I imagining how many pitiful souls are screaming in horror and pain while reading my blog post... Hmm I got a feeling that my behaviour would be classed as evil by most cultures ...Or maybe the whole mankind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;our still alive hopefully? If you are(Readers) dead by now, it'd be pointless for me to continue typing all this beautiful sentences(I know their horrible, I don't care =D). I'm sure there are a few souls which have been tormented before and would be able to stand fast againts assaults on their sanity (that'd be you guys AAN).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;rganic Vegetables are just a fat buncha lies! How can the vegetables be organic when the land they are planted can never be pure??!! Earth has been abused and exploited countless times since time immemorial! How can there be a patch of land which has manage to isolate itself from being tainted by foul human which has no love for mother nature? I know this makes no sense, but it makes hell lot of sense to me. Though I do not see how... It might be my insanity ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;nderstand this fellow humans, though the world are filled with evil, there would always be a goodness supported by those which souls which selflessly stand up to fight againts evil. 9 out of 10 might fake distress to obtain money from others. Yet, we must always extend a helping hand as there is one person truly in distress that desperately need the money. Just a small act of kindness may seem so miniscule most would find it laughable... Yet this small act of kindness may grant some unfortunate soul hapiness which they rarely get to experince. Don't wait for others to start, be the one to start. Step outta your house, and do the world some good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dobby out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Those in favor of Sao Wen making T-shirt say aye! (Sao wen go make heart shape, inver the heart shape and add wings!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-1120124876116255897?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/1120124876116255897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=1120124876116255897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1120124876116255897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/1120124876116255897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/insanity.html' title='Insanity'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-2513744996863453524</id><published>2008-05-01T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T16:39:58.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reporting IN.....</title><content type='html'>Finally manage to get the acc done.... so yeah... its soooo damn bored that i spend time typing this crap...&lt;br /&gt;ok... the trip and the shirt thingy.... trip can either go during this year's sem break or dec or next year... anywhere is fine for me.... the shirt... sao wen doing designing ????? if so then could u do it?? LOLL i ran outta idea d......&lt;br /&gt;n KENT... ur nick damn = ghey LOLLLL.... + ur speed test y issit in Penang??&lt;br /&gt;heres mine... i shall be ur competitor.... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C5vhw49iAik/SBmBxRH04jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KzHcJGTjl2w/s1600-h/266067273.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C5vhw49iAik/SBmBxRH04jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KzHcJGTjl2w/s320/266067273.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195326328558379570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-2513744996863453524?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/2513744996863453524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=2513744996863453524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2513744996863453524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/2513744996863453524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/reporting-in.html' title='Reporting IN.....'/><author><name>GOAT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14090158857126629789</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_C5vhw49iAik/SBmBxRH04jI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KzHcJGTjl2w/s72-c/266067273.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-6602088811887475817</id><published>2008-05-01T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:11:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ph3ar the number "67"</title><content type='html'>I and dobby went to a late night movie yesterday (Iron Man, which I have to say is probably the best marvel movie thus far). Our theather was number 8.... and while we were waiting for our number to to appaer, suddenly the number 6 and 7 came out first....... I would show you the pic but i didn't ask dobby to take it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Digging through the past, I remembered that day jh,wx, me and dobby were playing chor dai di in yipee cup and I keep getting 4,6,7 or 6,7 as my last cards..... and on that very same day MU lost to Chelsea.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as if to mock me once again, God decided to have a little fun........ When the movie was over, we went to car park to get my car, and the first thing I noticed was that I didnt turn the headlights and dashboard light off....... So obviosuly the car couldn't start and we had to go find security to help us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful day ,no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;P/S : When we reach the car park, we could see a lot of drunks.... and I mean a lot, and outside on the highway, police were detaining poeple and towing away their cars.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-6602088811887475817?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/6602088811887475817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=6602088811887475817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6602088811887475817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6602088811887475817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/05/ph3ar-number-67.html' title='ph3ar the number &quot;67&quot;'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-8982199033109038693</id><published>2008-04-29T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:55:27.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK I have no idea why I am wasting my time on a blog which was created out of boredom... I agree with Kent... Can't find a reason as to why one would waste time on blogging instead of spending it on beauty sleep... But I guess I'm a pig *so says Liki T.T*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a suggestion... the denim background just doesn't fit our image *maybe banana's one though XD*... Kinda homo don't ya think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we more rugged than that? rofl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, of course Langkawi would seemingly be the best vacation spot with booze and all, but I was thinking of Redang or Perhentian Island too... Timing fits... No gigantic tidal waves for God to punish us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who'd be around and free around next year's June/July??? Of course Kent will b enjoying his summer with sizzling Britons so we can count him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Heng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-8982199033109038693?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/8982199033109038693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=8982199033109038693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/8982199033109038693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/8982199033109038693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok-i-have-no-idea-why-i-am-wasting-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Heng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-4306908901286694635</id><published>2008-04-29T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:42:17.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber (Well better than yours) internet speed!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.speedtest.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.speedtest.net/result/265306949.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teh image says it all......MUAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH and i'm only using 1mb package......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-4306908901286694635?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/4306908901286694635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=4306908901286694635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4306908901286694635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/4306908901286694635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/04/uber-well-better-than-yours-internet.html' title='Uber (Well better than yours) internet speed!!!!!'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-7827530218615962241</id><published>2008-04-28T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:48:07.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting...</title><content type='html'>Alo Salute? Ah well what the fuck. Its almost 1 Fucking AM in the morning and I had a long day. Don't blame me for being sleepy and slightly homicidal.. I decided to spend the last few moments of my ...time for tonight posting here rather than my blog. I guess thats something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seem we have one bored out of his mind fruit and a mad teddy bear maker which had sound up on the board. Time for me to join in the fun eh? mmm it seem our blog founder chose an interesting theme for it. "Jeans" Pretty funny banana. Really amusing. And I agree with Kah Fai on the shoutbox... We are ass-a-nation cause we are indeed a bunch of assholes in a nation. it suits us after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess one of us would have to be the camera crew so we could have photo posted in here in the far..which is actually quite near... future... or we could just behead each other and put each other's head on our individual monitor and think of it as photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's that douche bags. Adios and good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dobby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-7827530218615962241?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/7827530218615962241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=7827530218615962241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7827530218615962241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7827530218615962241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/04/interesting.html' title='Interesting...'/><author><name>Dobby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01840583374085441092</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsGAU5_etWs/S6SLegeLDnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/agBSXTsyyB0/S220/leojudge.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-7416375265578655257</id><published>2008-04-27T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T08:53:50.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemons destroy artichoke's bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This particular post would be my first time blogging, which to say is not really that grand after all... I used to find that blogging a rather stupid and a FLICKING waste of time, now my eyes have been open to the potential that it could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Enough about that, you maybe now scratching your head wondering what the FLICK does the title mean.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm very proud to say I have no FLICKING idea what it means too..... Wei Yang's introduciton was a really sad...... sad in the sense that Ms. Leela back in high school would have pull all her hair off if she ever laid eyes on your introduction..... I expected more pyrotechinics, add a bit destruction, a spoonful of chaos to give that extra spike, maybe a pinch of craziness, and last but not least a whole bucket full of sex.... defintely sex....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;By all means I don't expect this particular post to last long if this particular site have a moderator, one look at this post he would defintely know that whoever wrote this is a FLICKING asshole, but then his job would be endless if so because he would be clearing the blog everyday for the rest of his life since this blog is only written by assholes ( except for one particular shark which I don't think asshole seems to fit IT's description).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think a introduciton of ass-a-nation members should ensue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little introdcution&lt;br /&gt;Picture : (Not available because when i tried taking a photo of myself the lens cracked...odd)&lt;br /&gt;Name : Kent( I left out the rest of the name because it sucked)&lt;br /&gt;Age : 17? ( I have wrinkles, does that add 30 or 40 years to your present age?)&lt;br /&gt;Gender : Male&lt;br /&gt;Species : Human with mutated genes? ( I do hope so)&lt;br /&gt;Appearnce : 5 beautiful letters - FUGLY but still acceptable in public. (Majority of people would not wield pitchforks and fire to kill me)&lt;br /&gt;Currently doing : Locating Osama bin Laden so I can take over his reign, trying very hard to cook edible food, Steal RM 500,000 from Bank Negara or any Malaysian owned Islamic Bank, and of course of the usual stuff ( reading books, surf internet, run over malay police officers, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;That's all folks....... Well that was sad too but at least i tried.... There would be more stuff to add at a later date so check back often. You'll never know what you might find.... Now I shall go find porn to download......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-7416375265578655257?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/7416375265578655257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=7416375265578655257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7416375265578655257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7416375265578655257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/04/lemons-destroy-artichokes-bag.html' title='Lemons destroy artichoke&apos;s bag'/><author><name>Kent</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7sSScobbNiU/SLGRrM-g6gI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZNfV1Dtdn-c/S220/IMG_0232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-7066065074362906265</id><published>2008-04-27T01:39:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T13:36:09.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction of AAN new blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sigh. I know what you guys are thinking, "OMG weiyang created a blog!", or like what kent told me, "for all people i would never thought u would open a blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;". Oh well, I'm not opening this blog for myself actually, it's for Ass-a-Nation, and for those who don't know what Ass-a-Nation stands for, don't ask me. I'm not being cocky here but seriously i have know idea what does it mean &gt;_&gt;. What i know is it is a clan, a brotherhood clan(although there is a sister with us), a prove of our friendship for over 5 years, a promise for us to share each other's tears, and a bond between us that will never be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i creating a blog for Ass-a-Nation? To tell the truth, it is mostly because i was too-to-the-power-of-infinity [BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;EP]ing bored. Three weeks of holiday and i didn't do anything useful, not even go lepak-ing in those populated shopping complex or catching any movies. GOSH! What i did was just staring at the monitor and let the monitor staring at me back. I even changed my screen's wallpaper to eye-themed-wallpaper so that the staring process can be more lively. No kidding. This explained why the unexpected one would make a blog x_x. Anyways, the blog will be used for blogging all the activities or any interesting stuffs of Ass-a-Nation members, and of course we can blog anything we want too =D for the sake of not letting this blog become isolated lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I used 2 and a half hours to create this stupid, dumb and horrible blog -.-. I had been spending alot of time working on the cacated chatbox -.-. Actually I'm still not satisfied with the stupid thing, but then, screw it, I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; not going to waste another couple of time for it anymore =.=. Alright, I bet some of you must been wondering why would i choose the Jeans theme as the skin =D. Now think, what's under a jeans? LOL. Yes you are correct! However that's not the main reason lmao. Well the main reason actually is .......(ask dobby, he knows) =) I'm not trying to make a suspense here but i think i *accidentally* slipped too much  AHAHAHA xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i think that's all for the introduction of Ass-a-Nation's new blog xD. Too short? Oh well don't be surprised that I'm not a good essay writer nor a good blogger, and i got 4B for my GCE-O English (although i got 1A for 1119 English &gt;_&gt; ). So, forgive my English and please visit this blog as often as you can xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: this is the prove, i wasn't lying LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvLhg6qLBxk/SBN7tY21LCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RIlbA7w8Pss/s1600-h/screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvLhg6qLBxk/SBN7tY21LCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RIlbA7w8Pss/s320/screenshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193630814985071650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-weiyang aka banana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-7066065074362906265?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/7066065074362906265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=7066065074362906265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7066065074362906265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/7066065074362906265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/04/sigh.html' title='Introduction of AAN new blog'/><author><name>weiyang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056931315715952763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvLhg6qLBxk/SBQaJI21LEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/i7U952STNww/S220/CIMG5141.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvLhg6qLBxk/SBN7tY21LCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RIlbA7w8Pss/s72-c/screenshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7696359306202052213.post-6064737550899188812</id><published>2008-04-26T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:57:35.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>T&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7696359306202052213-6064737550899188812?l=assanation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/feeds/6064737550899188812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7696359306202052213&amp;postID=6064737550899188812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6064737550899188812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7696359306202052213/posts/default/6064737550899188812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://assanation.blogspot.com/2008/04/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>weiyang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056931315715952763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvLhg6qLBxk/SBQaJI21LEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/i7U952STNww/S220/CIMG5141.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
