<?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-2339673291009525441</id><updated>2011-07-07T21:13:29.613-07:00</updated><category term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>what's life but a game?</title><subtitle type='html'>Evolution of motion starts with wriggle --&amp;gt; crawl --&amp;gt; walk --&amp;gt; run --&amp;gt; fly --&amp;gt; teleport...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-7408214851775898443</id><published>2010-08-26T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T00:17:30.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st year 2nd sem..</title><content type='html'>As I usher into my 1st year 2nd sem as a mechanical engineering student, I realise alot of shit has happen just a few months ago. I guess now that I have taken a step into 2nd sem, there lies the uncertainty and happiness coming to me. So YEAH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2339673291009525441-7408214851775898443?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7408214851775898443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-year-2nd-sem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/7408214851775898443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/7408214851775898443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-year-2nd-sem.html' title='1st year 2nd sem..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6907309426947154425</id><published>2010-06-22T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:53:54.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I learn bout love.</title><content type='html'>By the time to realise she's the one, she's either no where to be found or you're too deep into a friendship with her. I hate the way things work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-6907309426947154425?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6907309426947154425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-learn-bout-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6907309426947154425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6907309426947154425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-learn-bout-love.html' title='What I learn bout love.'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-1779227900963471865</id><published>2010-06-15T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:48:54.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my epictity?</title><content type='html'>Look left, look right. Everyone's epic-ly happy with someone. I wish I have an epic story too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A message with so many meanings. Is it the end or is it the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rejection will not be taken lightly, especially not from you. Come to think of it, you really stood by my side and maybe once upon a time, I was something but now the table turn. I don't know what to do to make it perfect but I know this much that be it you be my friend or more, I still want you to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The turtles are going to miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 19px; line-height: 25px; "&gt;당신을 사랑합니다&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-1779227900963471865?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1779227900963471865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/06/wheres-my-epictity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/1779227900963471865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/1779227900963471865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/06/wheres-my-epictity.html' title='Where&apos;s my epictity?'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-9014568404955811759</id><published>2010-06-14T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T08:50:19.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it's time I move on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;"Baru kusadari ...&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku bertepuk sebelah tangan&lt;br /&gt;Kau buat remuk seluruh hatiku ... " Pupus-Dewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;Yea...so that's what happen but I wish you could be more honest with me. I mean why do you have to cheat behind my back and disguise him as a girl? And then try to break up with every other reason except the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;People have eyes you know. And news travels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;And to the guy....come on man. If she can do it to me, what makes you think she can't do it to you? And don't show public affection if you don't want me to find out. For someone who's older than me, you're a noob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;But I got to say...thank you for wasting a bitch time of my life. At least now, I know who stood by me and not some empty promise jackass. I will not forgive you yet because the truth hurts more now that a lie was there to cover it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;My life moves on. I hope you burn and die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-9014568404955811759?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/9014568404955811759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-its-time-i-move-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/9014568404955811759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/9014568404955811759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/06/maybe-its-time-i-move-on.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s time I move on...'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-8442539700658216276</id><published>2010-06-08T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:05:11.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st sem...Conclusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/_9kctxS9n-xA/TA72GCMOtzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/co231cnDhOg/s1600/P1010418.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2 weeks more till the event that marks the end of a seemingly short semester, Finals..a.k.a. F&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;uck&lt;/span&gt; I N&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ctually&lt;/span&gt; L&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;earn&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;hit&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;div&gt;Hahahahaha....alot happen this semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Hearts were tested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Old friend we reunited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Learn to see the dark side of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Realise that some girls (If not majority all of them), on the contrary to popular belief, want relationship base on sex, good looks and reputation it holds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt; Transvestite from Pattaya is so hot. (Thanyarasmi Siraphatphakorn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/TA72FTM7JUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VFENg0HEIWc/s1600/Tanyarat_Jirapatpakon_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/TA72FTM7JUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VFENg0HEIWc/s320/Tanyarat_Jirapatpakon_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480588367470732610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/TA72E_gyKKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/X9sprtReO3o/s1600/10881636bw0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/TA72E_gyKKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/X9sprtReO3o/s320/10881636bw0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480588362185320610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt; And in 23 days, I became a Intermediate Yoyo player. (Yoyojam New Breed)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/TA72GCMOtzI/AAAAAAAAAEE/co231cnDhOg/s320/P1010418.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480588380084287282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Kinda miss playing NFS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/2339673291009525441-8442539700658216276?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8442539700658216276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/06/1st-semconclusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/8442539700658216276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/8442539700658216276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/06/1st-semconclusion.html' title='1st sem...Conclusion'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/TA72FTM7JUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VFENg0HEIWc/s72-c/Tanyarat_Jirapatpakon_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6705096540387397579</id><published>2010-05-29T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T05:07:47.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livers and kidneys</title><content type='html'>that was awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-6705096540387397579?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6705096540387397579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/05/livers-and-kidneys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6705096540387397579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6705096540387397579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/05/livers-and-kidneys.html' title='Livers and kidneys'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-5538390094912322180</id><published>2010-05-22T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T02:19:24.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth, the Mental Asylum of the Universe.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I find that it make no sense when people talk. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Contradicting to what they stand for when different situations are "serve" to them&lt;/span&gt;. (Mind my vocabulary.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; In conclusion, there is nothing true in this world. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;"There's no truth to anything we stand for, the world we live in and the thing we put out trust, our fate in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's absurd, the statement I just made. Before you judge me for my "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;overflowing naiveness leading to bullshitting&lt;/span&gt;", look at everything we have known through my eyes. Through this one big, one small, dark brown, astigmatism by 50 left, short sighted by 130 right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting in a 2'6 by 5 toilet at 3pm on a Sunday afternoon, I remembered why I am so sick of life. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"Now I know that this is life, Pain is just a simple compromise, so we can get what we want out of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Misguided Ghost&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Brand New Eyes&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pain. The four letter word that make the weak weaker and the strong weak. Why is there pain? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am an atheist by circumstances. I am a atheist because believes in everything. (A line so full of contradiction). I believe God &amp;amp; Universe, Love &amp;amp; Respect, Morality &amp;amp; Money, Optimism &amp;amp; Pessimism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-If God lives in the Universe, then who made God and Universe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-If God made the Big Bang that made the Universe, then who made God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-If God is the Universe,  then who cause the Big Bang? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-And how can a subatomic particle the size of 1/1000 of the tips of a needle, in a billionth of a billionth of a billionth of a second made time and space? Power of God you say but......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-God took time to make the Universe, so how how does it equates to what I say above?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Why of all the billions light years, Earth has life? Power of God? (Yeah right...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Think of it this way, our Sun is a star. There is evidence that star dies and turn into supernova which emit a bathing of Gamma Ray that will wipe out all existence on Earth. So why is God so cruel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does make you feel that God is a fictional character made by a bunch of people during the chaotic time of our ancestor's past to guide the human race into morality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(FYI, I'm not speaking gibberish rubbish. Scientist will know what I say bout the Physics of the Cosmos is right, and Religionist will know what I am saying. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In conclusion, more contradiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God gave us all love so we may love each other. So we may be at peace with ourselves and everyone around us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Love binds us all. Love knows no boundaries." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is all bullshit. Love doesn't binds me to the girl who is kind and respectful to me cause I have to lose my respect to my parents. I believe in the sanctity of a bless relationship from parents. But I am being struck with a dilemma with a simple reason from my parents that I can't be with her because of the history and "generalised" character of the place she come from, hundreds of kilometre from where I stand. A reason I am force to accept without compromise or evaluation. A "just cause" reason that deteriorate the relationship we started off with full of promises and now is heading down to the drains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, how can you based your reasoning on geography and history. I thought that you taught me to find someone who respects me, who love me for who I am. Why are you contradicting to what you say? Even without knowing her, you made up your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How am I to respect you when you say things that turn in all direction? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, this is love and respect don't mix....it fucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there is a saying that goes "Morality is doing what is right regardless of what you are told. Religion is doing what you are told regardless of what is right." There is some truth in this statement but I never recalled any religion that says "hate other who are not with us."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what am I suppose to do rather than believe that God is a frictional character design to steer us into morality but somewhere, somehow, someone manage to fuck it up and cause everyone to hate each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And money... Money buys us happiness...yes...Money buys stability...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Money is not the root of evil cause..come on......be honest to yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proper sound system and air condition for religious places needs money to be built. Not funds disguise as "love for one to another in the name of God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything needs money. A proper education needs money, a stable marriage needs money, progression of humanity needs money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hecks....every world peace needs money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the things we are willing to do for money...it defies morality. We kill for money, we betray for money. But yet, money makes the world go round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humans are just so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S ALL FULL OF CONTRADICTION!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So go back to Pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a pain to be human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Subjected to one contradiction to another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have officially lost fate in me as a human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But through it all. I know what is happiness. At least to me I know..... the shape, the smell, the warmth, the joy of happiness. I can see that bright light at the end of that contradicting tunnel. And I'm so sorry to say that Pain is a simple compromise to get there. And it will tear us apart and make us crazy. And there is no solution to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is fucked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;What matter does the thought of a 19 year old have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;None I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But through my eyes and through my mind...this is the world as I see it. This the reality as I feel it. There is not truth in what I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, it is all a contradiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CheersX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-5538390094912322180?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5538390094912322180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/05/earth-mental-asylum-of-universe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/5538390094912322180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/5538390094912322180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/05/earth-mental-asylum-of-universe.html' title='Earth, the Mental Asylum of the Universe.'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-1144444539067614868</id><published>2010-03-30T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:59:30.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training your dragon?</title><content type='html'>Pure Genius!!!!!&lt;div&gt;Toothless is so adorable.&lt;/div&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/2339673291009525441-1144444539067614868?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1144444539067614868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/03/training-your-dragon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/1144444539067614868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/1144444539067614868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/03/training-your-dragon.html' title='Training your dragon?'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6576479205465399233</id><published>2010-03-22T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:03:01.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Miri yeah yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/S6guwUl8gzI/AAAAAAAAADs/lvOQD202pI8/s1600-h/1_591139487l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/S6guwUl8gzI/AAAAAAAAADs/lvOQD202pI8/s1600-h/1_591139487l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;Skipping one week of lecture, tutorials and missing the grand revival of the Swinburne Choir Club just to go for treatment from a chiropractor in Miri. Wth...hahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I can get a Honda DC4 afterthis... hahahahahahah!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-6576479205465399233?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6576479205465399233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/03/going-to-miri-yeah-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6576479205465399233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6576479205465399233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/03/going-to-miri-yeah-yeah.html' title='Going to Miri yeah yeah'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-2175873832781494347</id><published>2010-03-18T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:42:07.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 in degree..</title><content type='html'>It's friday..and got to say i'm sorry to stansthestarfish for not updating for so long. I guess i can just say i have been busy but on the contrary, i have just been lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning i blog just because everyone's is doing it. I guess i like the feel to be in trend with everyone. But the nevertheless, i am a social standout with my big goofy hair and 5'4 frame. And i like to talk stuff which have no sensible connection to one another. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University life have been well. It's feels abit dragging now but tit too early to say. After all, it has only been 2 weeks. Even god made the world in 6 days and flooded it a few hundred years later, which come to the question is dinosaur sentient beings?&lt;br /&gt;And why does god gives a a super duper high end bio-processor call Brain when all our pain, misery, love, and etc is just process using 10% of it?&lt;br /&gt;And why does Brain look like "Bra-In" or "B-Rain" or "Bryan"?&lt;br /&gt;And why does Bryan Chin fake a Facebook account in the name of Chloe Cullen and claim that's his girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;And why hasn't Genevieve called me back?&lt;br /&gt;And why can't Zac just grow up?&lt;br /&gt;And why am I so miserable?&lt;br /&gt;And why is the people of Haiti more miserable than me? Or is it why am i more miserable than the people of Haiti?&lt;br /&gt;And why do I dislike people who say trust in god when the truth is they are lacking initiative and will to just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha....my finger work faster than my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, never never never ask my take on girls and relationship. you'll just piss me off not because i'm single. But because it is a really ridiculously fucked up system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately.....i guess nothing beats that maniacal empty feeling of being alone more then any other depressing feeling. As the once and always will be wise Queen would say.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someone to love"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-2175873832781494347?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2175873832781494347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-10-in-degree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/2175873832781494347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/2175873832781494347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-10-in-degree.html' title='Day 10 in degree..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6022949491224058255</id><published>2010-02-28T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:02:57.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>2010.....2 months later one the 1st of March. Hahahahaha...damn lame lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been holidaying for two months liao.. Gonna be in degree soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-6022949491224058255?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6022949491224058255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/02/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6022949491224058255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6022949491224058255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2010/02/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-4924129700811045186</id><published>2009-12-27T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:39:02.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creep</title><content type='html'>She's running away.....run run run... &lt;div&gt;Tom Yorke..thanks for those words. My she is running away.. and i'm just a creep, a weirdo who have no idea why the hell i am here cause i don be long here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haizz...why do i have to be such a fool for her? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-4924129700811045186?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4924129700811045186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/12/creep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/4924129700811045186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/4924129700811045186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/12/creep.html' title='Creep'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6748579157797455924</id><published>2009-09-15T03:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T03:25:41.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Futuremama.</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, a tribute to my late uncle Augustine Jose Duna. We all loved him very much. He is in a better place now where he can play golf and watch us and protect us from up there. Love you very much. Thanks for being there 4 me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i'm gonna fail EMB and what's worst is i am in the same group with Kiasu God. Andre Kho the lazy skipping bump is still ok but Kiasu God is gonna flood me with to many problems and disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, i am so regret i cried to her on saturday. It was a good but embarassing icebreaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, need to do my english slide later cause i'm gonna present my topic this friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-6748579157797455924?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6748579157797455924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6748579157797455924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6748579157797455924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Futuremama.'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6210546737493219637</id><published>2009-09-10T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:34:27.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lala Land..</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is my EMB test.. 20%. BRING IT ON!!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Although i'm actually not ready..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;NO pressure.. no pressure.. Just chill and do it.. Meshuggah mode!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what.. out of pure boredom, i drew the star-goat on my ankle and subsequently wrote ... on it.. Hahahahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suprisingly, a tat of her name on my ankle kinda accentuates my ankle features. Seems like a good idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to tone down and study now. Tomorrow's test ain't gonna pass itself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-6210546737493219637?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6210546737493219637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/lala-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6210546737493219637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6210546737493219637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/lala-land.html' title='Lala Land..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-5776398381582453781</id><published>2009-09-08T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:03:40.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Emo with ADHD.</title><content type='html'>Woke up from sleep to see the day is so gloom.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hiazz, i don't know what's making me sad more. The fact my assigments is due today and i need to study 4 weeks of differentiation and intergration for this saturday's test from scratch, or i haven't done anything in 4 months, 2 weeks and 2 days while my feelngs keep tossing and turning inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it is bad.. cause i'm always so moodless which  makes me don't wanna eat which then makes me exhausted and can't pay attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think i'm gonna skip my classes today to meditate and get my thougths straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinda boring these few days.&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/2339673291009525441-5776398381582453781?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/5776398381582453781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-emo-with-adhd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/5776398381582453781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/5776398381582453781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-emo-with-adhd.html' title='I am a Emo with ADHD.'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-4492190992266410383</id><published>2009-09-08T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:46:21.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got nothing to say</title><content type='html'>Been so stressful lately.&lt;div&gt;Ama Dari condition is getting very bad now. Really cried today.. which then reminds me why i seldom cry. I get chunk and chunk of headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nervous to see her. Haven't done anyhting much since i left it as it is. Just so estatic that she's laughing when i see her from a distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna have to swallow my balls and pride now..gonna sleep it all off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-4492190992266410383?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4492190992266410383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-nothing-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/4492190992266410383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/4492190992266410383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-nothing-to-say.html' title='got nothing to say'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-3240789759418192895</id><published>2009-09-06T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T10:13:50.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I mispelled count and end up loking like a perv..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Count ; C-O-U-N-T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cunt ; C-U-N-T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gahahahahahaha..can't believe i make a typo and type cunt instead of count, nabila just laughing her ass off bout it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So...now that i have your attention my not so lucky viewers, it life updating time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So..Monkey Queen and Afro Man doing a project to capture Alien Tec..meaning Hanani and I and trying to get Alien's attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Semester 2 is going too fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i have too much assignments.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and Engineering Physics teacher has a halo hairline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bought my Arch Gurren Lagann figure.. YEH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Buying Saber Silver soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not going to prom cause Alien don wanna go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dreamed i make out with Alexis from Business Foundation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That pretty much the update now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;update soon..&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/2339673291009525441-3240789759418192895?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3240789759418192895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-mispelled-count-and-end-up-loking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/3240789759418192895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/3240789759418192895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-mispelled-count-and-end-up-loking.html' title='I mispelled count and end up loking like a perv..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6045040723423678215</id><published>2009-08-14T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:28:35.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Procastinating</title><content type='html'>Lately, i have been quite unloyal to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seldom update it and many people left me messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also..it's been a while since i post something.. there's alot of thing i wanted to post but i procastinate alot so many great blog-ideas just go away like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha..the girl in front of me is stressed out while clicking her computer away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manga are a great way to waste some time on. I manage to read all 460 Naruto part I and II in just 4 days. So far, the meeting of the five kages is being interrupted by Zetsu and Danzo the Sixth Hokage is being suggested to lead the Five-Village alliance against Akatsuki while Tobi aka Uchiha Madara is caught by Yamato, Kakashi and Naruto when he wanted to talk to Naruto. Just gonna have to wait for 461 now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Vaio laptop died again. So kinda piss-off being computer-less the past whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a crazy set of people to be my lecturer. My Inno  Teacher say Manager as "Ma-Naj-Jer"&lt;br /&gt;I have a EP teacher who think's he's hot and talk with such a professor-o-tic way that it boreds me to sleep. My physics literally died because of him. Simplisity seems to cease to exist in his teaching methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinburne is a cold as always. Welcome back sinus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i have been let go by a time-space bound set by one of my closest friend who want me but is engulf in her little dillema-drama-conflict-confusion-emotional war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise i have been coming everyday to Uni waiting at one corner to catch a glimpse of her walking my way. Still kept all the messages she send me since March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent Monkey Queen is on the mission to interogate target "Effron" bout this coming social event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is officially shoulder lenght now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing some weight and my tummy's abit toner now. Kudo's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise that Nab is back and a can't wait to meet her and her siamese twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing orchestra dearly and wishing we all could play again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very tired now.. yawn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-6045040723423678215?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6045040723423678215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/08/procastinating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6045040723423678215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6045040723423678215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/08/procastinating.html' title='Procastinating'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6509440576145082808</id><published>2009-06-19T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T07:56:44.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bimboes make me so sick..</title><content type='html'>There are two bimbo-es that are studying in Swinburne.&lt;div&gt;I bought my Sony Vaio like 6 months ago.. So yeah..i love my little Vaio very much, although i over work her alot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, So yeah.. the two bimboes.. They're are Sample S and Sample C..(privacy purpose as recommended by my friend who sitting beside me while i'm writing this name Melda)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So S pronounce "ASS" (hahahahaha...) wanted to use my laptop to Facebook.. No big deal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i let her.. then... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMFG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She opens my laptop like a Viking invading Moscow..ruthless and reckless.. Holy muthefarking shit man!!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i told her "Be careful with my laptop, don be so -cu lu-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She replied me "Why? Everyone use their laptop like this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point, i'm just gonna complaint and complaint so there's no point to listen to all the shitty part. Just know that what is worst is that in the end, their concluded that i am the sort of person that gets mad easily when some happen which kinda pisses me off cause their stupid and they judge me for the way i handle the situation as my character status. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the fak!!&lt;/div&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/2339673291009525441-6509440576145082808?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6509440576145082808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/06/bimboes-make-me-so-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6509440576145082808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6509440576145082808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/06/bimboes-make-me-so-sick.html' title='Bimboes make me so sick..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-2624411142527124314</id><published>2009-06-13T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:50:18.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to a Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SjRw1wd75UI/AAAAAAAAADI/97Qt7IIQ4eA/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SjRwcRjwl-I/AAAAAAAAADA/aXxhxpk1Nog/s1600-h/IMG_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SjRwcRjwl-I/AAAAAAAAADA/aXxhxpk1Nog/s400/IMG_0424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347022288647657442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Feeling very blue... I guess it really hit me real hard this time..Aaron George is leavng to pursue his studies somewhere else..Couldn't really say goodbye on Friday cause i was on my way to Damai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i realise that this is not the end of it, cause very soon, Nab and Syafiq will go their ways too. Then, next year..Jessie and the gang maybe will split to go their own way for degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Suddenly, i couldn't take it anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Please stop leaving everyone.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, i got a quiz tomorrow.. and i'm having a headache..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shitzz..&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/2339673291009525441-2624411142527124314?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2624411142527124314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/06/farewell-to-friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/2624411142527124314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/2624411142527124314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/06/farewell-to-friendship.html' title='Farewell to a Friendship'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SjRwcRjwl-I/AAAAAAAAADA/aXxhxpk1Nog/s72-c/IMG_0424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-3228894028568607801</id><published>2009-06-08T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:06:54.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAHA!!!! WHAT a sUckEr..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.stansfieldcollege.com/imgs/index/index_banner.jpg" width="495" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;For my plas out there, please tell me you see something wrong with this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;HAHAHA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-3228894028568607801?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3228894028568607801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahahahaha-what-sucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/3228894028568607801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/3228894028568607801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahahahaha-what-sucker.html' title='HAHAHAHAHA!!!! WHAT a sUckEr..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6612922020923489607</id><published>2009-06-01T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:28:58.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teleporto to planeto mondomagico..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Feww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.. it's been a while since i blog.. sorry world.. i was busy hibernating in my little circle of lies.. fuck whatever that means..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So i heard that Perez Hilton is OPENLY wanting to start a courtship ritual with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Effron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And MTV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cartoonly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; made Adam Lambert and Susan Boyle kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;eachother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And i realise Malaysia "tyrants" is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;unconciously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; promoting homosexuality among it's citizen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; an ass.. cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; not so in a "cheer-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;" mood not and my brain can coin out better vocabulary and sentence structure when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; an ass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As quoted by Aria----&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nabby has been a great help in bringing lost souls for me to assist and in determining their sexual orientation. First, she brought me Bryan the Chin aka The Revelation Role Model who didn’t need any help except that he is an example of a good vagina-to-asshole story. Then she brought me another almost lost cause. She asked me to visit http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/uuaa.html to assess this one-of-a-kind case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  line-height: 20px;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  line-height: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I didn’t see anything wrong with this subject. It was just some picture of him coming out of the shower. Apparently he wanted to show those who were curious about how his hair would look like when they’re wet. I wonder who would suggest something like that? I think it’s either NCN or Fifi because they seem to be fighting each other over Stans (deny as much as they might but there is no suppressing their true feelings for the starfish). Then it snapped! Of course! Stans is of starfish descendant and starfishes produce asexually, thus, don’t have sexual orientation like humans do! And why Nabsy brought this peculiar, peculiar case to me finally came to light!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;WTF??!!?? I love you Aria..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So anyways..it's Gawaii today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One thing i hate bout celebrating festival is my mom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i can't have a piece of mind and just chill with my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Instead i'm ditching them in my house and running petty errands for my mom like finding an extension plug for the fan, find the cat, this that and that this.. What the hell? Dad pay 13 million rupiah for a maid so that the maid can laze around on gawaii? WTF,.. fuck the media for doing tis..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Although i'm running fucking petty errands to please my mum just so that she won't give me that "ooo..you're dead tonight" look, i had fun today.. Nabila came and i was like expressing how bigger her "tumour"(as quoted by Bryan) has grown.. I don care what you say..but Nabila is FINE!!!!!!!!!!!! Bryan came too.. and suprisingly. we wasn't dissing me.. I think we all came a long way from secondary school.. Somehow, everyone has matured to a point where our verbal insults just turn into pointless air jokes and we just quit doing verbal assault. Insult into assault.. cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fifi's gonna have to learn to stand getting laid twice a day cause he's leaving for France the end of this month for "Moulin Rogue" University.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes..he's a drag queen deep down inside and he always wanted to do the can-can cause he open a can of canned Borstch and felt he can do the can-can in Cannes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nabila is going to Germany.. Things associated with Germany,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. BMW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Mercedes Benz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. Volkwagen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. Audi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. Sausages n Weenies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6. Beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. Oktoberfest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. Barnyard sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9. English subtitled German porn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10. Foreign exchange student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;11. Autobahn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12. Heidi Klum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;13. Berlin Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;14. Karl Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good luck nab. Do bump into a countryside barnyard..*wink!wink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh man.. gtg now.. people is coming and i gotta put my straight face on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-6612922020923489607?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6612922020923489607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/06/teleporto-to-planeto-mondomagico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6612922020923489607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6612922020923489607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/06/teleporto-to-planeto-mondomagico.html' title='Teleporto to planeto mondomagico..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-3438781715982184870</id><published>2009-04-22T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:22:52.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>choke..choke..</title><content type='html'>hehehehehe...HANANI ADA BOYFRIEND BARU!!! NAMA DIA ASHIK!!! hahahahaha...gratz girl-friend!! hahahahahaha.... he's technique is really damm reject proof.. Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to my world. Mystery girl 1010 is rumoured to have a bf.. Kuakuakua... but hey..i made new friend on the way.. So far..my new friends are Adrienne, Yii Hui, Mizan, Daphnne, Samantha Tang and mystery business or it girl. hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha..having a blasted week.. alot of bloddy assignments to fcuking do.. haizzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-3438781715982184870?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3438781715982184870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/chokechoke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/3438781715982184870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/3438781715982184870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/chokechoke.html' title='choke..choke..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-7100696187297171857</id><published>2009-04-16T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:52:29.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so worried..</title><content type='html'>I always worried..worried bout this and that and these and those.. i wonder why??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-7100696187297171857?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7100696187297171857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-worried.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/7100696187297171857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/7100696187297171857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-worried.html' title='I&apos;m so worried..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-4801099835628664023</id><published>2009-04-14T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:00:53.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure of Catman and Sassy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is how we roll man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;http://www.sir-crap-alot.blogspot.com/2009/04/adventures-of-catman-and-sassy.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-4801099835628664023?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4801099835628664023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/adventure-of-catman-and-sassy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/4801099835628664023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/4801099835628664023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/adventure-of-catman-and-sassy.html' title='Adventure of Catman and Sassy'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-8172175718389060261</id><published>2009-04-14T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:55:48.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen literally for a girl..</title><content type='html'>Traditionally, When some say fallen for him or her, the idea is that the person they like is so captivating that they are thrown off balance and fall.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being me, you know..being different..i have fallen for Unknown Girl 1010 literally..but not traditionally..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Andre Kho, SUKMA squash player, i got so nervous when i saw her thet i blurpped out bye bye like a completely sissy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i ran up stairs, and literally and quickly, THROW MYSLEF DOWN THE STAIRS..THE HORROR MAN!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT really hurt but my insides feel like it's being stab alive by the thousands millions Katana when i think back of the god damn wussiness of my bye bye's..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never felt so remorse and depress in my 18 year of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and her is getting worse and worse.. cause my despreration have escaladed 250% over the week. I am not at peace now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After consulting Cindy AKA sTarCanDy, she told me that it was embarassing but it shows how much i think if her. To me, i really should step off now and give it a rest. BE MORE CASUAL FOR GOD SAKE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to get in the flow and get her attention somehow.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just act normal.. just act normal.. just act normal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like suicide now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-8172175718389060261?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8172175718389060261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/fallen-literally-for-girl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/8172175718389060261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/8172175718389060261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/fallen-literally-for-girl.html' title='Fallen literally for a girl..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-6155782467727318829</id><published>2009-04-11T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:25:01.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 weeks so far..</title><content type='html'>13 weeks into my foundation life. And there's 11 more till semester 1 finishes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFbAvTvx1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/GwQWvXgO65Y/s1600-h/21012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323636302786053970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFbAvTvx1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/GwQWvXgO65Y/s200/21012009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Hanani Shukri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFbAhA3VnI/AAAAAAAAACw/KTV8G8bE8ZQ/s1600-h/IMG_8207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323636298948761202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFbAhA3VnI/AAAAAAAAACw/KTV8G8bE8ZQ/s200/IMG_8207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gambling gang of Bahasa Kebangsaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR9TUIprI/AAAAAAAAACo/vN4KXD9nSmo/s1600-h/IMG_8367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626348127233714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR9TUIprI/AAAAAAAAACo/vN4KXD9nSmo/s200/IMG_8367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nixon Kong before presentation.. (Brothers man..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR9FFcn-I/AAAAAAAAACg/dc2jtF5_s_A/s1600-h/IMG_8373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626344307531746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR9FFcn-I/AAAAAAAAACg/dc2jtF5_s_A/s200/IMG_8373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlson, Sir, Shirley and Nani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR8wxtwwI/AAAAAAAAACY/HwIMJGK8hu8/s1600-h/IMG_8380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626338856059650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR8wxtwwI/AAAAAAAAACY/HwIMJGK8hu8/s200/IMG_8380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room 308..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR8leG_1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wiwfv8knKYo/s1600-h/IMG_8528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626335821037394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR8leG_1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wiwfv8knKYo/s200/IMG_8528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambrose and Andre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR8JdQweI/AAAAAAAAACI/-8YTYp41qEI/s1600-h/IMG_8550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626328301289954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFR8JdQweI/AAAAAAAAACI/-8YTYp41qEI/s200/IMG_8550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura flapping me away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQhArA9JI/AAAAAAAAACA/G4Ucz8AgSoA/s1600-h/IMG_8558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624762574959762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQhArA9JI/AAAAAAAAACA/G4Ucz8AgSoA/s200/IMG_8558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne supporting world peace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQg5dyLwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/G9ss2FUVuxY/s1600-h/IMG_8559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624760640417538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQg5dyLwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/G9ss2FUVuxY/s200/IMG_8559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firewok surpised!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQghD4ABI/AAAAAAAAABw/5ZwAa8E2TRw/s1600-h/IMG_8560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624754089295890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQghD4ABI/AAAAAAAAABw/5ZwAa8E2TRw/s200/IMG_8560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond smilling while Freddrick shy shy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQgb8osjI/AAAAAAAAABo/rOf5Zj0joOs/s1600-h/IMG_8563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624752716755506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQgb8osjI/AAAAAAAAABo/rOf5Zj0joOs/s200/IMG_8563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane laugh her butt off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQgSn0nbI/AAAAAAAAABg/B-g9WU0PqrY/s1600-h/IMG_8566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624750213537202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFQgSn0nbI/AAAAAAAAABg/B-g9WU0PqrY/s200/IMG_8566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two most annonying girl i call friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foundation is really boring and it makes me so tired.. But without you guys..i don know how would i survive.. Thanks for making my day less boring.. and for those who is not mention.. Don worry.. you'll be in week 20 issue...hahahahahaha..It's easter sunday.. huraa huraa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFO9HXUVGI/AAAAAAAAABY/QM6U6rZlOiI/s1600-h/IMG_7748.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-6155782467727318829?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/6155782467727318829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/13-weeks-so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6155782467727318829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/6155782467727318829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/13-weeks-so-far.html' title='13 weeks so far..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeFbAvTvx1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/GwQWvXgO65Y/s72-c/21012009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-4573475281273429175</id><published>2009-04-11T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T08:59:12.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shower time in my house.. OMG right.. This is to satisfy everyone who wonder how my hair look when it's wet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeC9Wfk2FwI/AAAAAAAAABI/4F61AoPSKN4/s1600-h/IMG_9357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323462953682736898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeC9Wfk2FwI/AAAAAAAAABI/4F61AoPSKN4/s320/IMG_9357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeC9V2ofEsI/AAAAAAAAABA/FWkYOoFDrGY/s1600-h/IMG_9354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323462942692152002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeC9V2ofEsI/AAAAAAAAABA/FWkYOoFDrGY/s320/IMG_9354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeC9VrnvQbI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0jlbJzRmUPg/s1600-h/IMG_9353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323462939736228274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeC9VrnvQbI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0jlbJzRmUPg/s320/IMG_9353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahahahahaha....Hope these help... hahahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeC8xHPSOvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/KlffCG_F25A/s1600-h/23062007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323462311494695666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeC8xHPSOvI/AAAAAAAAAAw/KlffCG_F25A/s320/23062007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was me 2 year ago.. Taken in Holiday Inn Kuching toilet. Squeky baldness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahahahaha...didn't do much today...Just went back to kampung and chill...Kinda bored now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-4573475281273429175?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/4573475281273429175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/uuaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/4573475281273429175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/4573475281273429175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/uuaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SeC9Wfk2FwI/AAAAAAAAABI/4F61AoPSKN4/s72-c/IMG_9357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-1932293455793317502</id><published>2009-04-10T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T06:48:03.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the day i fried my brains..</title><content type='html'>This must be the longest day i've thought bout her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this sentence "Mr Bunny saw an apple and made a stable" were the size of my thoughts then "Mr Bunny saw an apple and made a" should be the amount of thought i have invested thinking of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt like this for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into Ruby today.. She's look pretty as usual but really turns me off when she not only forgets my name, she referred to me as Natashiea's ex. Oh god.. don't even mention her name please. Poured my heart and soul to her and yet she never actually realise how much i attended her, always complaining and attituding for reason not relating to me but taken out on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a chat with Cindy aka sTarCanDy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pouring a essay about my confused mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that i shouldn't rush things, let "Unknown Girl 1010" &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;take time to know me better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the real me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the funny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the caring me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being me, i questioned her opinion of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"What is the real me Cindy cause i don know?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Haha..ur kind, ur funny, ur humble, very humble. You care alot for your friends. Well...that's how i see you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now if...she minds how you look outside, then she is not worth it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh..but the universal reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..i know Cindy for about a year ++ now.. We're online friends.. Met in Cryptic Moon Swamp while we both doing a quest..&lt;br /&gt;I never meet her or see her in real life. But she my best online friend (online version of best friend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..after much thought.. Cindy and Nabila is right.. Timing is really everything.. Time will tell but i must be patience and be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let everything flow and time will tell whether time itself wants "this" too. Patience.. Patience.. Patience..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-1932293455793317502?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/1932293455793317502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-i-fried-my-brains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/1932293455793317502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/1932293455793317502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-i-fried-my-brains.html' title='the day i fried my brains..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-7489616103288498380</id><published>2009-04-09T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:32:17.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache..</title><content type='html'>It's good friday today.. There's no lecture today.. so everyone's having a day off to day to either enjoy a cup of coffee or going to church to attend the mass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me..it's both.. I drank 3 cups of coffee and going to church soon for the mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things i always look forward in church is&lt;br /&gt;1. meeting with some familiar faces. (Churchill, Kim, Dean, Melfa and Tasya)&lt;br /&gt;2. hearing the father giving sermon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk with Clement and Firewok yesterday bout "her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave good advise bout being straight forward, brave, truthful and persistant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"unknown girl 1010", i wanna be with you..wanna wanna wanna nana nana nana be with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just added my C-box.. So that anyone can pour their thoughts in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read the newspaper bout Aaron Teo..&lt;br /&gt;I may not know you..but you have my sympathy and thoughts. May god bless you and your family. And to all his friends who are now my coursemate (Especially Andre), mourning is remembering how much someone means to us so we may never forget how muc that someone means to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is raining now.. i wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read Syafiq's blog. He made a story with me in it. Hahahahaha...this is definately how we roll man.. Better watch your back cause i'm coming to getcha! Hahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sir-crap-alot.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sir-crap-alot.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...going to church now... update blog later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-7489616103288498380?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7489616103288498380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/7489616103288498380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/7489616103288498380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/headache.html' title='Headache..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-2024280759237152804</id><published>2009-04-09T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T06:25:03.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>peanut butter waffles..</title><content type='html'>As i predicted..Triple L became a total butthole today. She bar me from signing the attendance.. and then she mock my trigo skills.. "Aiya..still need to refer..i thought you were good.." EEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Andre cried.. he lost a friend..haizz...i feel sad that he has to endure pain now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna beat drift king soon..Aki Kimura!! You're dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don really have much to say..jusy updating now.. so tired..just back from gyming..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-2024280759237152804?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/2024280759237152804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/peanut-butter-waffles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/2024280759237152804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/2024280759237152804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/peanut-butter-waffles.html' title='peanut butter waffles..'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-8858843762931446408</id><published>2009-04-08T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:11:15.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-understanding human.</title><content type='html'>Woke up the earliest today. At 7am to get ready for lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother wakes up at 7:45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class is at 8:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Triple L comes into the picture going "I will not tolerate late comers bla bla bla..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello....come on lah... it's not i wanna be late..there so many factors why i'm late and i'm not one of them. Consider the 3th mile jam, Swinburne Jam, 3 flights of stairs to climb. Can't tolerate late comers. So "Eng" lah come to school early. I know you don have KIDS!!! or even a BOYFRIEND to attend to..what more a HUSBAND to care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...Triple L..I hate your mole....i feel like wanna get a toothpick and scratch away the existence of that mole on your face.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sour puss + latin grammy singer, Enrique Iglesias's mole = Triple L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try expanding, factorising, differenciating, Intergrating and algebra-ing this you &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anti-understanding human&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;God it's 8:10 now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don make me lose my mood Triple L.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having colon cramp now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-8858843762931446408?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/8858843762931446408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/anti-understanding-human.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/8858843762931446408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/8858843762931446408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/anti-understanding-human.html' title='Anti-understanding human.'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-3953340573179047553</id><published>2009-04-08T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:57:19.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trigo..gogo..gogo...what? TRIGONOMETRY!</title><content type='html'>Basic identities&lt;br /&gt;Double angles&lt;br /&gt;Compound angles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo...suicidal people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Julie Budet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; existed!! Julie Budet is a french techno singer. She is also popularly known as Yelle. Hahahaha..Ce Jeu just calms my mind when the stupid Sin2A bullcrap sets in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f91a30cb8c2c320b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df91a30cb8c2c320b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329934050%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D152E9DE36AFFC8E70017DDEEABEF30C4B981BA01.11E689958353D02F326EE039B72C27118739E999%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df91a30cb8c2c320b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX_qfOCivxU2ZIIskTkk_qI0-AKc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df91a30cb8c2c320b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329934050%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D152E9DE36AFFC8E70017DDEEABEF30C4B981BA01.11E689958353D02F326EE039B72C27118739E999%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df91a30cb8c2c320b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX_qfOCivxU2ZIIskTkk_qI0-AKc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just uploaded my most favour Yelle song, Ce Jeu. It's bout the feeling of love and stuff.. just read the translation in the video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afifa was absent today and yesterday.. Bloody Mei Chiun and gang go say my gf din come. So naive and blind. hahahaha..it so obvious that i'm not into Afifa at all. I just like the idea of treating her like my big sister. Call her Kakak or Kak Fifa cause&lt;br /&gt;1. she is older than me.&lt;br /&gt;2. she is older than me.&lt;br /&gt;3. she is older than me.&lt;br /&gt;4. umm..she is older than me.&lt;br /&gt;5. and obviously i really respect her naturally like she's my big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got the CD from Miss Elza.. WoHO!! now can listen to Valse Lente, Slow Fox and ABRSM stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man..gonna see her again tomorrow.. I don know will my feelings translate onto my face. Thus the phrase "written all over the face" was born. Just wanna see her..Maybe a stare or two. See her smile from a crowd. Avoid akward situation with her. The last thing i wanna do is scare her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz..so tired..just finish practicing Violin.. blog a while then Prostreet before i sleep.. Tomorrow  is another day to mees my head with Trigonometry and that special feeling to that special someone..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-3953340573179047553?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f91a30cb8c2c320b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/3953340573179047553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/trigogogogogowhat-trigonometry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/3953340573179047553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/3953340573179047553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/trigogogogogowhat-trigonometry.html' title='Trigo..gogo..gogo...what? TRIGONOMETRY!'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2339673291009525441.post-7078472472366126321</id><published>2009-04-08T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:55:34.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Crap'/><title type='text'>Ping Pong Bong Honk</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mushi mushi mitsubishi&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Hahahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;in the ERT room now. (Electronic Resources Training). Somehow, Wikipedia is not legal to refer to when we are researching. Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so bored now hearing the librarian go bla..bla..bla..bla.. bout how "evil and unjust" wikipedia is and that must use Google to do our reference from Swinburne Database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now transfered to English and Communication lecture. Mr Jong is confuse and tryign to sort all the hell out. Andre is behind me trying to break in to the Teaccher' Pantry via the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stress thinking bout Physics and Engineering Maths/Science. Haiz...Having English assignment somemore. My title..GTR Culture...Stupiak!!! Can't even find any legitimate reference to start with. Shit. Double Shit. Triple shit. Quadruple damnation shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss my high school friends...Nabila Hani, Syafiq, Atieryah, Michelle Aria, Brian Chin and me. Hahahahahaha...sarcasm and fun..weee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need for Speed Prostreet almost finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of her now..Thinking of her so much.. Haizz.. She's no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Gal Gadot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julie Budet, Yao Chen or Cameron Richardson..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i so am having a crush on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how much is the Nokia Lithium battery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transferring all my games to my 1 TerraByte external..MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to finish off my Prostreet now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2339673291009525441-7078472472366126321?l=stansthestarfish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/feeds/7078472472366126321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/ping-pong-bong-honk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/7078472472366126321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2339673291009525441/posts/default/7078472472366126321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stansthestarfish.blogspot.com/2009/04/ping-pong-bong-honk.html' title='Ping Pong Bong Honk'/><author><name>Stansfield The Starfish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06981381997590956008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kctxS9n-xA/SdxZInVd-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4I_0BNtgnpQ/S220/IMG_1352.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
