<?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-1347956036601515357</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:34:50.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say it ain't so...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-2571446642813323542</id><published>2009-03-26T03:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:25:54.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Do NOT go to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No lie is quite like Absolution&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SctX73_FJOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kxjEjWACMtQ/s1600-h/DSCN0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SctX73_FJOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kxjEjWACMtQ/s400/DSCN0142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317440471193429218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SctX7gYVDLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pzmX98XUE6I/s1600-h/DSCN0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SctX7gYVDLI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pzmX98XUE6I/s400/DSCN0141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317440464856878258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-2571446642813323542?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/2571446642813323542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=2571446642813323542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2571446642813323542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2571446642813323542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-i-do-not-go-to-school.html' title='Why I Do NOT go to school'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SctX73_FJOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kxjEjWACMtQ/s72-c/DSCN0142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-8631413711630650155</id><published>2008-06-13T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:40:29.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoops~</title><content type='html'>Its been a week and a month since I last posted here&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, its not like I've been busy but more like lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaps of things have happened since I last posted here.&lt;br /&gt;Like losing my hair, like one of those Tibetan monks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,  I've kept a diary of things I've thought about so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of crap, but I'll be brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming gay is a perfectly natural thing.&lt;br /&gt;I mean it a better way of counteracting over-population when compared to tsunamis and earthquakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when busty girls wear shirts with print across their tits.&lt;br /&gt;It gives you an excuse to stare.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when ugly bitches give that look for reading some witty play on words written on their flat chests.&lt;br /&gt;Man, what you angry for, Its not like I was staring at your non-existent tits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here was an interesting one.&lt;br /&gt;Remember how i said that all the girls in my new school were ugly. I actually came to notice something important after hanging about plaza &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;singapura&lt;/span&gt; that has changed my perspective on this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, Ugly girls are important things.&lt;br /&gt;All hot chicks have at least one, ONE ugly friend.&lt;br /&gt;To make them feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So chances are... these ugly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chics&lt;/span&gt;, they must have at least one hot friend, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll befriend the ugly girls and climb up their social ladder.&lt;br /&gt;Get to know the hypothetical hot girl.&lt;br /&gt;When she breaks up with her stud boyfriend. She will somebody to bitch about him with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you know, Neil, Aaron dumped me"&lt;br /&gt;"Really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, you can't be serious"&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm serious *sniff*"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, so sorry, I can't believe it, what a bastard"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah"&lt;br /&gt;"He's an ass, I would never do that to you..."&lt;br /&gt;"Really... you're just saying that"&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation progresses and you've scored!&lt;br /&gt;I mean it's always those dodgy best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry was on the 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of May. The only reason why this plan hasn't been put into action yet is the fact that the ugly girls think they're hot shit.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those were the first few entries in my diary&lt;br /&gt;But I'm going out with Evan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Ill post some pics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-8631413711630650155?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/8631413711630650155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=8631413711630650155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/8631413711630650155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/8631413711630650155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoops.html' title='Whoops~'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-5305436106851725297</id><published>2008-05-07T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T06:44:57.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I had lunch with Evan on Friday at BK's.&lt;br /&gt;The last time it was the two of us there we were bitchin' about Modern Minds and Pastimes.&lt;br /&gt;The Click Five.&lt;br /&gt;I liked Welcome to the Imrie House...&lt;br /&gt;It kinda reminds me of my first day in ACS Int'l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where what I thought of people on my first day were all recorded down in a diary.&lt;br /&gt;I found it in my treasure box the other day.&lt;br /&gt;I found it hilarious, so I'll share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibby was (EB I meant but I didn't know better) The guy who thinks he's a bad-ass 'cos he has a name like Iggy Pop.&lt;br /&gt;Ben was The ass who can't stop talking about Australia&lt;br /&gt;Chang was Ben&lt;br /&gt;Kevin was That slanty eyed from Cario&lt;br /&gt;Min was That Pale Fat Kid&lt;br /&gt;Louis was Min, Just darker&lt;br /&gt;Ezu was That guy who smells like chicken&lt;br /&gt;Chris was That bitch who likes the Butch&lt;br /&gt;Ally was Chris' sister, with the same complexion&lt;br /&gt;Kim was that butch&lt;br /&gt;Jakey was that Malaysian fag&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice was the chic with the wonky smile, but could dance.&lt;br /&gt;Jen was that girl who wore boxers&lt;br /&gt;Lien was the gossip queen&lt;br /&gt;Tabby was that rocker chic with red hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-5305436106851725297?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/5305436106851725297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=5305436106851725297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/5305436106851725297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/5305436106851725297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/05/sgt-peppers-lonely-hearts-club-band.html' title='Sgt. Pepper&apos;s Lonely Hearts Club Band'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-3778782433442795696</id><published>2008-04-29T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T17:58:59.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vibrating Squids</title><content type='html'>Now, This morning, me and me mum were having a talk about dear old New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;Now I had told her something that would make all the Bio nerds get hot under the collar thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;Something that would make them wet...&lt;br /&gt;Something that would make them shiver in erotic anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;Just like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;REZ&lt;/span&gt; for the PS2&lt;/span&gt; would for the ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SBcdg2FQKhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9hRJXsBfigg/s1600-h/rez1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SBcdg2FQKhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9hRJXsBfigg/s320/rez1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194653145305721362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;REZ&lt;/span&gt; for the PS2 is absolutely godlike, in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;Made in 2002 by SEGA it's absolute genius.&lt;br /&gt;Its a game wherein you're a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cyber&lt;/span&gt;-Hacker.&lt;br /&gt;You dodge weird security programmes whilst in a virtual body. Sort of shooting them out of your way... Maybe dodging some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in time to a Crazy Techno-Psychedelic Trance Beat!&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT it sounds cool don't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;That's why SEGA had to go all the way for this game.&lt;br /&gt;I mean its a cool idea, but not the best.&lt;br /&gt;Now, we've all held a PS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DualShock&lt;/span&gt; controller before haven't we?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah of course we have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well SEGA made one of these Vibrating "Rumble Packs" for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;REZ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SBceAmFQKiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5E0BHTquwlE/s1600-h/280206-vibrator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SBceAmFQKiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5E0BHTquwlE/s320/280206-vibrator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194653690766567970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the fucking TRANCE VIBRATOR!&lt;br /&gt;Its got 5 times the vibrating power of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DualShock&lt;/span&gt; controllers. It vibrates with increasing intensity in time to the trance music, and comes with a washable, waterproof cover...&lt;br /&gt;I mean, why would you make the cover *washable* if it wasn't meant to be used as a sex toy?&lt;br /&gt;The instruction manual said something like&lt;br /&gt;"put it in your pocket"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But we all know what SEGA wanted us to do with it...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I meant its called a trance VIBRATOR!&lt;br /&gt;But it was only released in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ladies playing this game have described the sensations as quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; out of this world.&lt;br /&gt;Try Imagining.&lt;br /&gt;You play the lower levels, the musics not too intense, so you can't really get off on it.&lt;br /&gt;Now you go to say, one of the Higher, Harder, More &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Intense&lt;/span&gt; levels.&lt;br /&gt;With a Huge Phat beat, that you can finally get off on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sight gets dizzy, you grip the controller weakly... You are about to cum...&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lose! FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;Its like the ultimate Tease and Denial session! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, its brought many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gamers&lt;/span&gt; girlfriends into gaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway the thing that was gonna get those Bio nerds off was the dissecting of a complete Colossal Squid specimen later this week.&lt;br /&gt;It could actually prove all those giant squid stories true. Cos its HUGE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-3778782433442795696?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/3778782433442795696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=3778782433442795696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/3778782433442795696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/3778782433442795696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/04/vibrating-squids.html' title='Vibrating Squids'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/SBcdg2FQKhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9hRJXsBfigg/s72-c/rez1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-808112215114124911</id><published>2008-04-28T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:42:29.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Angry Video Game Nerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f6/Avgn2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f6/Avgn2007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of the angry video game nerd?&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't you should watch his fucking videos!&lt;br /&gt;The man's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;He plays old-school nintendo games on a SNES and stuff&lt;br /&gt;and he sucks at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to his youtube channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/JamesNintendoNerd"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/JamesNintendoNerd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-808112215114124911?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/808112215114124911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=808112215114124911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/808112215114124911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/808112215114124911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/04/angry-video-game-nerd.html' title='The Angry Video Game Nerd'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-6448567815795362814</id><published>2008-04-25T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:54:34.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I'm a dog then you're a bitch</title><content type='html'>I couldn't find any copies of "Bitter Virgin",&lt;br /&gt;so I ended up getting a stuff toy instead.&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I suck.&lt;br /&gt;Louis though it was a rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;But it was a Raccoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go for that thing on Saturday Ive been hearing about!&lt;br /&gt;I don't...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I do, but I wasn't invited&lt;br /&gt;I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! today I had an appointment with IRAS.&lt;br /&gt;The rather dodgy people in the government who try and make as much money out of you with the word "Tax"&lt;br /&gt;Some guy was late for filing his Income Tax for a day and was going to pay a fine of $800 or face charges in the supreme court sometime next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I step in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meant to try and get them to lower the penalty and waiver the summon.&lt;br /&gt;Well it wasn't that hard to lose a few hundred dollars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when the tax officer is hitting on you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's right.&lt;br /&gt;The 27 year old, female tax officer was flirting with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I wouldn't trust my guesstimation with dates, I thought the people in my class were at most 18, but as it turns out I'm the youngest and the closest is 23*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;one of TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; instances today where old ladies have gotten hot under the collar around me.&lt;br /&gt;Well after the Income Tax matter, I return to the office.&lt;br /&gt;Some people who want to start a new company are there, talking to the boss.&lt;br /&gt;I re-enter my work-station, and begin some casual data entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...after 15 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up finishing up the company registration for them...&lt;br /&gt;Then they leave.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when they're just outside the door, one of the ladies say:&lt;br /&gt;Their Clerk is such a handsome young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;FUCK!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been degraded! I'm not a clerk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this sucks!&lt;br /&gt;You know I don't mind the whole older women thing&lt;br /&gt;*MILFhunter!*&lt;br /&gt;Well actually I do...&lt;br /&gt;Look at Lao Shi.&lt;br /&gt;Or my old house-mother, back when I was boarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean if its really a talent why can't I tune it to...&lt;br /&gt;a younger audience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man this sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-6448567815795362814?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/6448567815795362814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=6448567815795362814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/6448567815795362814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/6448567815795362814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-im-dog-then-youre-bitch.html' title='If I&apos;m a dog then you&apos;re a bitch'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-2862715161737509809</id><published>2008-04-23T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T07:05:49.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pokemon Version YELLOW!</title><content type='html'>I dreamt about my tortoise 2 nights ago. He said he and his family's happy now swimming in a big pond. He's got his first kids. He was really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EB: Someone's racist, wonder who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan: Buttsecks is the Big In Thing now you know?&lt;br /&gt;Neil:    I think I dreamt about buttsecks awhile ago...&lt;br /&gt;Evan: Its cool cos you don't have to discriminate, everyone has an asshole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willy: Neil it's this big?&lt;br /&gt;Neil:    Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Willy:  You Lost weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben:    Neil! You're fatter!&lt;br /&gt;Neil:    Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Dragon: Neil, you don't look Indian anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Neil:                    Well *excited* What do I look like then?&lt;br /&gt;Red Dragon: Gay...&lt;br /&gt;Neil:                    ... Well I was entranced by this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.4shared.com/file/45110863/b0f4feb9/Calling_Chapter_01.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lien: Why a Turtle?&lt;br /&gt;Neil:    My Turtle gave birth awhile ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is one comment I'd like to add, but it didn't happen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis: Anything darker than me... sigh. No&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-2862715161737509809?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/2862715161737509809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=2862715161737509809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2862715161737509809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2862715161737509809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/04/pokemon-version-yellow.html' title='Pokemon Version YELLOW!'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-2720527445742614864</id><published>2008-04-19T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T16:11:15.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>42-42-564</title><content type='html'>My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internets&lt;/span&gt; a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Suffice to say I haven't been having much contact with the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant to blog about school and my transition into it.&lt;br /&gt;Well there hasn't been much of a transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;STARTING HERE YOU MAY WANT TO SCROLL DOWN AND SKIP THIS WASTE OF YOUR TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who go to that school are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;foreigners&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But not the good type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think China people, but worse.&lt;br /&gt;I can take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chinamen&lt;/span&gt;. I can speak Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when the bloody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chinamen&lt;/span&gt; aren't from China. I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Cambodia. Myanmar, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lanka&lt;/span&gt;, Pakistan and Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it Pisses me off. I got no friends.&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate using slang -I Do?- I'd like to think of myself as a rather "fly" guy.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts my pride that I got no friends. Even with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chinapeople&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;THATS&lt;/span&gt; THE END OF IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's a collection of more interesting stuff that I haven't been able to talk about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ACS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Intl&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;A young &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Louis&lt;/span&gt; -I think it was- asked me in the toilet  next to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ong's&lt;/span&gt; room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Neil What do you think of the girls here. Do you think they're pretty or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Now this was in year 3 so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;was trying to be cool so I said-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Nah, not really, I mean it would lower my standards if I said any of them were pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Now don't be hating on me just cos I said that, I would like to think girls actually read my blog so I left this here.... I was Lying. Actually I thought some of them were kinda pretty but,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE JUICE WAS NOT WORTH THE SQUEEZE&lt;br /&gt;So yeah then Louis said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;High standards eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well If I remember correctly Evan told me Gary made a similar comment about standards being low here. Now if you think the bar is low ins &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ACS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;intl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to meet some accountant-wannabe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;chics&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not really a good looker myself so I guess I shouldn't be saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah basically my life sucks now. But its all part of my journey to become one rich-ass bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I starting to worry. I browsing through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;, when I managed to find a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Yaoi&lt;/span&gt; book. And I just didn't stop reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; is up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't understand what I meant,&lt;br /&gt;Sub &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Manga&lt;/span&gt; for Comic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Yaoi&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ManLUV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Homophobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-2720527445742614864?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/2720527445742614864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=2720527445742614864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2720527445742614864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2720527445742614864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/04/42-42-564.html' title='42-42-564'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-923583123175900877</id><published>2008-04-01T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:32:04.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the American dream</title><content type='html'>17 people in my class&lt;br /&gt;6 are girls from China. I don't mean to be racist but when you think you've finally gotten rid of all those... Hey, I'm doing an Arnold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HAF&lt;/span&gt; TO GET &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TESE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PEPOPLE&lt;/span&gt; OUTTA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HEREE!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I dunno if I should be like happy or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; about this but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;they re&lt;/span&gt; all girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; the only fucking guy in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well I can't tell if one's a guy or not so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm certain the rest are girls.&lt;br /&gt;I guess like not having any friends might really happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the lecturer was Indian.&lt;br /&gt;And he wouldn't stop looking at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was he checking me out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-923583123175900877?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/923583123175900877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=923583123175900877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/923583123175900877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/923583123175900877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/04/american-dream.html' title='the American dream'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-5902143914485706357</id><published>2008-03-29T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T10:13:03.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dumb, She's a lebian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;.. Neil. What do you do when the cops come to your house when they see 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;colitas&lt;/span&gt; in your back yard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eargh&lt;/span&gt;... bake them into hash cookies of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to return to blogging with gusto, for the purpose of documenting my experience with a new school. You know, I doubt I'll have any friends.&lt;br /&gt;The people signing up for the course all looked like uptight bastards... and walk like they have something stuck up their ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to rant about something, that was bugging me quite a bit you see. But now after thinking bout it, I've realized that it's incredulously petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I'll make a few comments about it anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right, I have no friends.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid isn't it. I should have plenty of friends, shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the term Kevin used was..&lt;br /&gt;good-weather friends&lt;br /&gt;oops I meant to think fair weather friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll not edit this out cos that is truly how slow I am right now. I think it was the crazy changes in air pressure, not like anyone cares though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what you get for leaving the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made too many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;acquaintances&lt;/span&gt; and not any friends.&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if someone gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;offended&lt;/span&gt; by it then, I guess I'm not sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the way I feel right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-5902143914485706357?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/5902143914485706357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=5902143914485706357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/5902143914485706357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/5902143914485706357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-dumb-shes-lebian.html' title='I&apos;m dumb, She&apos;s a lebian'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-723755627961344850</id><published>2008-03-28T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:29:56.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello</title><content type='html'>I came back from my hiking trip awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;I was just too lazy to make contact with too many other humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only managed to make it up 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mountains&lt;/span&gt;, 1 by cheating.&lt;br /&gt;In the... four! Four days that I was there.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even see Mount Everest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad. Sad. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have school starting on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its only 3 hours a day. That's not too bad i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and only 3 days a week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I just read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;EB's&lt;/span&gt; blog awhile ago *actually just while typing this*&lt;br /&gt;The Drinking age is 21?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For double the effect(:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT! Did you know, when I go for an NC16 movie the counter-person will eye me rather carefully and say one of the following lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Boy! You really 16 ah?&lt;br /&gt;May I see your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt; please.&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt; no ticket ah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really really SAD!&lt;br /&gt;Do I look young to you?&lt;br /&gt;Well you can't see BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's quite possible that without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;some body's&lt;/span&gt; help...&lt;br /&gt;I might not get another drink for 4 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-723755627961344850?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/723755627961344850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=723755627961344850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/723755627961344850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/723755627961344850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-redhead-said-you-shred-cello.html' title='Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-538941858449466256</id><published>2008-03-06T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T04:37:54.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloomberg said</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well go to Beatrice's cake shop and explain the accounts to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh and go to Vista and tell them to fire Jennifer. She causing them losses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. Wait Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Well it really happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incubus Live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-538941858449466256?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/538941858449466256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=538941858449466256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/538941858449466256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/538941858449466256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/03/bloomberg-said.html' title='Bloomberg said'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-7595006397166420798</id><published>2008-02-29T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T09:25:58.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to ME</title><content type='html'>Yes well, it was my birthday on the 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up that morning and walked into the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and my bro were doing their usual stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And I was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Good MORNING! Do you guys have something to say to me?"&lt;br /&gt;and they was like,&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? You want something to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;Or like&lt;br /&gt;"Hey look at my SHARK QUEST!!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was thinking, this must be one one of those "surprise birthday" things!&lt;br /&gt;Till it was obvious it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the newspaper that my mom was reading, you know, just making sure I don't do something stupid. So seeing as it was REALLY the 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hmm I wonder what the date is today?"&lt;br /&gt;"The 27th"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, what DAY is that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Wednesday"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, if I EVER had a kid come out of my... well i don't have one BUT! I'll at least remember what day it dropped out on! I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so it was kinda dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to HMV to buy me something for myself for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I spotted STADIUM ARCADIUM and bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"EXCUSE ME BOSS, YOU HAVE A TEXT MESSAGE"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came blasting out of my phone on the MRT, resulting in some awkward stares.&lt;br /&gt;It was a message from my dad saying happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;At least he remembered (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while at work, I logged into my email and found a message saying&lt;br /&gt;Alden Cheng wrote on your wall:&lt;br /&gt;                                    "happy birthday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone remembered! Without any obvious hints.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin remembered too, although a day late. But hey, there's a time zone difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so I've passed the days listening to my collection of the RHCPs albums.&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fsNcc2soDyY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fsNcc2soDyY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wanted a party on Saturday, Today, but everyone was busy with this "SCHOOL", I mean, what's that?&lt;br /&gt;Kevin!!! Omg Can you come online at like 11 at night or something! I haven't talked to you in ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-7595006397166420798?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/7595006397166420798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=7595006397166420798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/7595006397166420798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/7595006397166420798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy birthday to ME'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-7102706767680043069</id><published>2008-02-23T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T03:47:36.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempt Depth, Prove Shallow-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N.E.E.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in Education Employment or Training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done anything in ages.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite literally wasting away...&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I happen to suck at writing, so I can never convey what I feel through MSN.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I hate IM-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the previous post was about why Asian men are losing out to White guys.&lt;br /&gt;I saw it on YOUTUBE and found it funny xD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-7102706767680043069?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/7102706767680043069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=7102706767680043069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/7102706767680043069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/7102706767680043069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/02/attempt-depth-produce-shallow-ness.html' title='Attempt Depth, Prove Shallow-ness'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-8086213312647333073</id><published>2008-02-22T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T04:43:16.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we living, or are we already dying?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/63bWYFGBTuE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/63bWYFGBTuE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-8086213312647333073?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/8086213312647333073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=8086213312647333073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/8086213312647333073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/8086213312647333073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-we-living-or-are-we-already-dying.html' title='Are we living, or are we already dying?'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-2560779739366505477</id><published>2008-02-11T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T05:06:54.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingay</title><content type='html'>Okay, today I was queuing up at a post office to get some stamps.&lt;br /&gt;When I happened to overhear two tourists (Presumably American),  Who were also in the queue.&lt;br /&gt;They spotted a Chingay 2008 Poster  emblazoned  on a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B1 says to B2:&lt;br /&gt;Whats the Chingay parade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.... Hmmm. Oh!&lt;br /&gt;It's a gay parade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B1&lt;br /&gt;Really? How'd you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2&lt;br /&gt;Well remember all of those people we saw in Thailand?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the "lady" in the poster look EXACTLY like them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B1&lt;br /&gt;Oh nice thinking B2, you're a smart one aren't ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2&lt;br /&gt;But, you know what really gave it away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B1&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2&lt;br /&gt;The name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B1&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2&lt;br /&gt;ChinGAY... Get it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-2560779739366505477?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/2560779739366505477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=2560779739366505477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2560779739366505477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2560779739366505477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/02/chingay.html' title='Chingay'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-5524948564737154155</id><published>2008-01-30T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T06:39:42.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reject reality, it is of your making</title><content type='html'>I was Listening to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"On Mercury" By The Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And I heard the trumpet.&lt;br /&gt;"Louis plays the trumpet" - I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a flashback.&lt;br /&gt;Eb and I were in math class and we were singing &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"When you say nothing at all"&lt;/span&gt;, to a Louis.&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of fun as you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was there and then that Eb had the idea of making a band.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah Eb and I started talking about a band with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Himself&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Anton&lt;br /&gt;Louis&lt;br /&gt;William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sexy four man band with a trumpeter, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;And I began to drown in the happiness of some other random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right smack in the middle of the thought, My flashback was interrupted by a SISTIC Cashier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;"Here's your INCUBUS LIVE IN SINGAPORE ticket"&lt;br /&gt;"That will be $117, Thank you &amp;amp; Goodbye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I forgot the reason why I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really stupid I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have  to get Ah Leong a present by TMR or I'll forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to call upon the power of collective thinking but someone's too busy with strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask Willy or Eb Tmr then, maybe they'll be free-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got new Spectacles! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-5524948564737154155?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/5524948564737154155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=5524948564737154155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/5524948564737154155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/5524948564737154155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/01/reject-reality-it-is-of-your-making.html' title='Reject reality, it is of your making'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-8346646368912129153</id><published>2008-01-27T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T04:05:41.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhapsody of Melancholy</title><content type='html'>I Went out with Evan Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It was as homo as two sharing a table for two in a fancy restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say it wasn't fun (:&lt;br /&gt;We made friends with a certain dinosaur who managed to escape from Wario's Manevolent clutches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOSHI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook really REALLY makes you a camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah we did plenty of stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;And we didn't do what we went out to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that. While all you bastards are busy studying hard at school.&lt;br /&gt;I am either working or playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castlevania.&lt;br /&gt;I bought Castlevania Dracula X Chronicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is a remake of Castlevania: Chi no Rondo. (Released in Japan only)&lt;br /&gt;Well that was plenty fun in it's own right.&lt;br /&gt;It was still set in a Stage by Stage sorta thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats Even cooler is that...&lt;br /&gt;The UMD came with a Castlevania Symphony of the Night in it!&lt;br /&gt;OMGGG!&lt;br /&gt;SoTN is THE BEST Castlevania game EVER! lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remeber playing the PS1 Version when it came out.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways They fixed it up a bit. And Ported it on to the PSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I'm busy wasting my time with my Second favouitest video game franchise ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-8346646368912129153?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/8346646368912129153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=8346646368912129153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/8346646368912129153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/8346646368912129153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/01/rhapsody-of-melancholy.html' title='Rhapsody of Melancholy'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-3361768653627693980</id><published>2008-01-25T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T05:50:58.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MoonWalking - What a dream! Realized for $200 000 US$</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/R5noO5dFGtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MHv596gmyZM/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/R5noO5dFGtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MHv596gmyZM/s320/DSC00597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159410190768216786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently so.&lt;br /&gt;People are BUYING trips to the moon for US$ 200 000, or so I heard.&lt;br /&gt;Cool Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not AS cool as my new Umbrella!&lt;br /&gt;From Chinatown earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to school to get the official results...&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I'm in ChinaTown Spending money on a Chinese Field trip.&lt;br /&gt;The New people I met Today weren't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets make a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Sean&lt;br /&gt;Cabbage -I forgot his Name lol!&lt;br /&gt;Sharon&lt;br /&gt;Minny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Pro! I remembered all -1 of their names!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways some Pictures, taken by Willy and Sean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/R5nocpdFGuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CTVEQBoV3cw/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/R5nocpdFGuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CTVEQBoV3cw/s320/DSC00598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159410426991418082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/R5nolJdFGvI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eczG2kXp96c/s1600-h/DSC00599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/R5nolJdFGvI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eczG2kXp96c/s320/DSC00599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159410573020306162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah that's it. An ASTRONOMICAL 2 pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-3361768653627693980?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/3361768653627693980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=3361768653627693980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/3361768653627693980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/3361768653627693980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/01/moonwalking-what-dream-realized-for-200.html' title='MoonWalking - What a dream! Realized for $200 000 US$'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_mjzZ2wbxc1w/R5noO5dFGtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MHv596gmyZM/s72-c/DSC00597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-7720764734442983555</id><published>2008-01-10T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T04:55:14.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sausages and sauerkraut</title><content type='html'>Working is boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School seems fun.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I can't believe I just said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACKEYYYY PSP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mwhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super bored right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIZE MATTERS...&lt;br /&gt;Lol Punnn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-7720764734442983555?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/7720764734442983555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=7720764734442983555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/7720764734442983555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/7720764734442983555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2008/01/sausages-and-sauerkraut.html' title='sausages and sauerkraut'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-5937965292925720801</id><published>2007-12-31T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T23:35:04.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Omg! I've been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Way too &lt;/span&gt;lazy these holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I haven't been online cos I completely forgot my password and the answer to my secret question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;LOLs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Well I remembered yesterday and went online xDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Blogging would have been a hassle but schools starting soon so I gotta get back into the mood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Umm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I might not be coming back but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Most people are leaving anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Ben says he dibs on my trousers when I leave. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;I worked during the holidays. Met heaps of cool people &lt;- Cool like famous... hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;And I saw a first of it's kind diamond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;We went out yesterday-today. for a New years fireworks watching thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;It was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Watch the fireworks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a6f54ef5986dc927" 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://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6f54ef5986dc927%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331623433%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B34D73500B25C56AC61482E9C58D38B99B6D076.1AAD5BB84F016FD279621706F4C0206C8556E50C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6f54ef5986dc927%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjlqooEcupSneUQyFXwFvmALkoj8&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://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6f54ef5986dc927%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331623433%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B34D73500B25C56AC61482E9C58D38B99B6D076.1AAD5BB84F016FD279621706F4C0206C8556E50C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6f54ef5986dc927%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjlqooEcupSneUQyFXwFvmALkoj8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Day late friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-5937965292925720801?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a6f54ef5986dc927&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/5937965292925720801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=5937965292925720801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/5937965292925720801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/5937965292925720801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-2557050820324034301</id><published>2007-11-15T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:10:25.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're rolling on dirt you think: Damn! I'm clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well I've realized, since it's been ages and no-one's left a tag on my blog... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just honestly say what I feel about stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;First up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ally Dinner Night Out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS~ It was cool! xDD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FF's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Think you know who the FFs are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you've been living under a rock... Like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know so STFU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they went to sit by themselves... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acceptable and Typical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only guys there, I think were... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris, Jackey, Shih Chern, and Chris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry If I missed anyone out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean that's not the problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have just sat together in one huge group right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that wasn't possible... BUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least say hi... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the year an its still all about social groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Conjoined table, that I was on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a gash in the center, Splitting... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think were the "cool" people and the "Not-so cool"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or So I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me I ended up having fun with everyone. So it turned out cool for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anyone else cared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's speech Nite tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I think My Blazer and whatnot don't fit me no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! xDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;FIRE CHALET"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; on Sunday, and its sound like fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NASc9eB3Szo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NASc9eB3Szo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy old men with no energy rocking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-2557050820324034301?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/2557050820324034301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=2557050820324034301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2557050820324034301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/2557050820324034301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-youre-rolling-on-dirt-you-think.html' title='When you&apos;re rolling on dirt you think: Damn! I&apos;m clean'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347956036601515357.post-3186068175382961149</id><published>2007-11-11T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T00:26:55.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast From The Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;New Blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I wonder why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I guess I wanted a change of pace. I'm leaving anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Chinese left for tmrw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Chemistry left for the day after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V2UYRoti-tY&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V2UYRoti-tY&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I like dirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347956036601515357-3186068175382961149?l=straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/feeds/3186068175382961149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347956036601515357&amp;postID=3186068175382961149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/3186068175382961149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347956036601515357/posts/default/3186068175382961149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://straightcirclesandsquares.blogspot.com/2007/11/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast From The Past'/><author><name>`neil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08332871943194743728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
