<?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-931586751442849944</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:15:24.038Z</updated><title type='text'>Drifts Away</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-8268814006022818988</id><published>2009-06-19T01:27:00.018+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T02:59:15.408+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When In Rome...</title><content type='html'>Finally had time to blog since I was back from Italy. Had a 6 day backpacking from Milan - Pisa - Rome. We only ate 3 solid meals and survive the whole trip with cereal and bread due to financial constrains. And the sun was being very generous at 33degrees but it was still a fucking awesome experience since it was my first time backpacking so far from home without a map and any clue of the Italian language except for spaghetti. So far my experience tells me that Italy is the destination for families or couples or older people. For teenagers, you'd want to stick to Japan or Hawaii. For me, its kinda average maybe it wasnt what I expected, there are mostly churches or urban buildings, nothing very fancy like the Eiffel Tower in Paris or KLCC in Kuala Lumpur. The people there are quite rude as well, even the tourist we met at the airport agreed. But still not taking it for granted, its Italy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop after 2 hours of flight from London Stanstead is Milan with Ryanair. Its a budget airline like AirAsia, costs about 20pounds including tax. Its so "comfortable" I slept with a sore arse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrlTbhE7WI/AAAAAAAAAZY/h8gqtGF2dOs/s1600-h/P1010844.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348839629422652770 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrlTbhE7WI/AAAAAAAAAZY/h8gqtGF2dOs/s320/P1010844.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-The birds eye view of England. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrlKhlvuwI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DE1dlyWgKgQ/s1600-h/P1010851.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348839476434025218 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrlKhlvuwI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/DE1dlyWgKgQ/s320/P1010851.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-Through the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went straight to the hostel and we couldnt find it for an hour because there was 2 exits from the underground train which the map the hostel provided did not mention. Stayed in a 1 star hostel registered in HostelWorld.Com because its very cheap but during the night you cant sleep because of the combination of alarms, cars, drunk people, trams, speeding motorcycles, screaming children, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrmdzXqUnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/KSFG6HvoNrU/s1600-h/P1020086.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348840907135930994 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrmdzXqUnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/KSFG6HvoNrU/s320/P1020086.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-Shared room with another guy from the States. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Milan, there is the Milan Cathedral (Doumo di Milano) which is just next to Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II which is like a the worlds oldest shopping mall at Piazza Doumo. This is like the Eiffel Tower of Paris, the Big Ben of London or the Sun Hing Loong of SS2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrlpqhaT7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/2KpaBmtRfgY/s1600-h/P1010969.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348840011407708082 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrlpqhaT7I/AAAAAAAAAZg/2KpaBmtRfgY/s320/P1010969.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-Doumo di Milano, Italians refer Milan as Milano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrmxHhoAHI/AAAAAAAAAZw/V0OJU3Ve1Vk/s1600-h/P1020030.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348841238963945586 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrmxHhoAHI/AAAAAAAAAZw/V0OJU3Ve1Vk/s320/P1020030.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II, the home of Prada, LV and every expensive brand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For football fans like me, there's the San Siro stadium, home of AC Milan and Inter Milan and one of the largest stadium in Europe. Italians say Stadia San Siro, home of AC Milan and Internazionale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrnt0nAPjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/12spyHQD8U8/s1600-h/P1000803.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348842281858252338 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrnt0nAPjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/12spyHQD8U8/s320/P1000803.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-Kaka and Adriano's not there anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt see the Last Supper, it's fully booked till end of the year, its crazy. After 2 noisy nights in Milan we head to Pisa, which is a 3 hour train journey from Milan. Its one of those trains where we sit in rooms like the one in Harry Potter. Spent like 4 hours in Pisa because there's nothing much just the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Its very beautifull, very wide place known as the Plaza of Miracles (Piazza dei Miracoli). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjro9tgDI_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/uLsEe-Z7H1Q/s1600-h/P1020122.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348843654339568626 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjro9tgDI_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/uLsEe-Z7H1Q/s320/P1020122.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-Its a must pose, everyone does it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrpol6jQMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FpsWqsiSWk0/s1600-h/P1020118.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348844391037616322 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrpol6jQMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/FpsWqsiSWk0/s320/P1020118.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-Getting married at the Leaning Tower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last stop is Rome after another 3 hour train ride from Pisa. There's 2 sides of Rome, the ugly (the beggars at the train station) and the beautiful side (Vatican City). The Vatican City and the Colosseum are the 2 most common tourist spots, thus its the only 2 places we visited hehe. Not sure whether I'm lucky but the Pope appeared at his window and preached at the Vatican City. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrsN33Ou6I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/QecnE7mofkw/s1600-h/P1000865.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348847230533942178 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrsN33Ou6I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/QecnE7mofkw/s320/P1000865.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-Bastards selling souvenirs near the Vatican City. Cuss tourists in Italian for not buying after bargaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrs_Qd2ShI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Ldz6m-wR0nQ/s1600-h/P1020150.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348848078951959058 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrs_Qd2ShI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Ldz6m-wR0nQ/s320/P1020150.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-The Vatican City itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrtItV-r8I/AAAAAAAAAag/F1gpP24S2Us/s1600-h/P1000902.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348848241322405826 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrtItV-r8I/AAAAAAAAAag/F1gpP24S2Us/s320/P1000902.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-Inside the Roman Catholic Church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrt_n3zWxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZiiTJJ1mNTU/s1600-h/P1000917.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348849184746461970 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrt_n3zWxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZiiTJJ1mNTU/s320/P1000917.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-All hail the Pope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrtfh68suI/AAAAAAAAAao/FE_E9-WJmJ8/s1600-h/P1000948.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348848633393230562 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrtfh68suI/AAAAAAAAAao/FE_E9-WJmJ8/s320/P1000948.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-The Colosseum, dint enter because the entrance fee was 12 Euros... dint even have enough cash to eat. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room in Rome was nice, its a camping village called Tiber. There are sites from mobile homes and also dorms and small huts. Also got this from HostelWorld.Com, cheap and nice hostels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjru7BwJBgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/bFAShajtEKU/s1600-h/P1000965.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348850205305931266 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjru7BwJBgI/AAAAAAAAAa4/bFAShajtEKU/s320/P1000965.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-The Huts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrvieyg8jI/AAAAAAAAAbA/H3SsoU9pHvs/s1600-h/P1000977.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348850883115414066 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sjrvieyg8jI/AAAAAAAAAbA/H3SsoU9pHvs/s320/P1000977.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;-The bar at the camping village. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall its a great experience, just wished I had more time and cash to visit Venice and the rest of Europe. Spain would be my next destination. For now, next stop Manchester!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-8268814006022818988?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/8268814006022818988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=8268814006022818988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/8268814006022818988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/8268814006022818988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-in-rome.html' title='When In Rome...'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SjrlTbhE7WI/AAAAAAAAAZY/h8gqtGF2dOs/s72-c/P1010844.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-669494502130564052</id><published>2009-06-06T18:11:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:24:29.997+01:00</updated><title type='text'>There and Back Again.</title><content type='html'>This time last year I would have never imagined...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SiqkTNe2H8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/t6pQyAwI114/s1600-h/P1000185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SiqkTNe2H8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/t6pQyAwI114/s400/P1000185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344264557772021698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd be living here, learning so much while finding peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Siqks4aghOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/oSepxswCrA8/s1600-h/P1000214.JPG"&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/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Siqks4aghOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/oSepxswCrA8/s400/P1000214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344264998793282786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first, I had absolutely no clue about this city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Siqk5EewkbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Qz9fEpqf9KQ/s1600-h/PB100067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Siqk5EewkbI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Qz9fEpqf9KQ/s400/PB100067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344265208190767538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but now, its become the city I'm comfortable with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SiqlNzc-CuI/AAAAAAAAAYM/WhMQyGzPTjc/s1600-h/PB100058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SiqlNzc-CuI/AAAAAAAAAYM/WhMQyGzPTjc/s400/PB100058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344265564397112034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next year... at around this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Siqld947kbI/AAAAAAAAAYU/qrY4i2bBATA/s1600-h/n793385276_5708759_2028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Siqld947kbI/AAAAAAAAAYU/qrY4i2bBATA/s400/n793385276_5708759_2028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344265842076651954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder what I'll be doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SiqltEM2dMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Ra1ZhLuTm_0/s1600-h/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SiqltEM2dMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Ra1ZhLuTm_0/s400/P1010059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344266101468853442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-669494502130564052?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/669494502130564052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=669494502130564052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/669494502130564052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/669494502130564052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-and-back-again.html' title='There and Back Again.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SiqkTNe2H8I/AAAAAAAAAX0/t6pQyAwI114/s72-c/P1000185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-868203216701548717</id><published>2009-05-29T02:22:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:45:32.167+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Like To Introduce Slash.</title><content type='html'>I once read this magazine featuring Slash, I think it was FHM or something few years back. It was something him drinking Jack Daniels everyday for over 3 years and his tongue turned solid black as well as disfunctioning his kidney . Now he's only taking red wine everyday as far as I know. Well, I din't bother, din't know how great a guitarist he was. Till recently that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's known to majority of the teens nowadays due to Guitar Hero, also famously known for his hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sh87c53Y9YI/AAAAAAAAAXc/03klWM6R8VI/s1600-h/slash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341053050840216962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sh87c53Y9YI/AAAAAAAAAXc/03klWM6R8VI/s400/slash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Slash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was so bored in Chelmsford, I've been listening to Guns and Roses, previously been listening to Velvet Revolvers both featuring Slash as the lead. Fucking hell is he amazing. I can't imagine such guitarist ever exists, or humans could ever play like him. Just listening to his guitar solos and shreds gives me goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sh88n-ZsywI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ih9Fo-SUMDg/s1600-h/slashguitars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341054340548053762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sh88n-ZsywI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ih9Fo-SUMDg/s400/slashguitars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-His guitar collection. Average $4000 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm currently only practicing his godfather theme solo, which is one of the easiest solo to learn from him. He's 43 this year and there's still 21 more years to catch up. I regret I did not listen to him sooner, thanks to Eminem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Slash. It takes years of hardcore practice to play like him. But it takes money and drugs to sing like 50 cent. You do the logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SCplsXu1HRk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SCplsXu1HRk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&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/931586751442849944-868203216701548717?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/868203216701548717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=868203216701548717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/868203216701548717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/868203216701548717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/05/id-like-to-introduce-slash.html' title='I&apos;d Like To Introduce Slash.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sh87c53Y9YI/AAAAAAAAAXc/03klWM6R8VI/s72-c/slash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-6916234991375755599</id><published>2009-05-07T23:10:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:28:19.887+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ovrebo Mania</title><content type='html'>Any football fan around the world by now would recognize Tom Henning Ovrebo, not because of how good was he as a referee but how hillarious the match ended. Chelsea vs Barcelona 2009 Champions League Semi Final Second Leg did not ended in a very pretty sight. The ref accussed by Chelsea fans as a cheat, bastard, retard, asshole, etc. and then the UEFA was blamed for letting Barcelona to pit agaisnt Manchester United because they dint want the same scenario to happen again like last year. Boring Chelsea vs Manchester United. So this is what the Chelsea fans did to vent their anger, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SgNeQVp9_cI/AAAAAAAAAW0/x9gj83vAO_U/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SgNeQVp9_cI/AAAAAAAAAW0/x9gj83vAO_U/s400/1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333210018520890818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Hate groups in Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SgNeX9xKVnI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xl3kLXK4P3o/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SgNeX9xKVnI/AAAAAAAAAW8/xl3kLXK4P3o/s400/2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333210149547562610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-They even found his email address to spam hate mails to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SgNeedscvDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4iZkdnQsBvo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 365px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SgNeedscvDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4iZkdnQsBvo/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333210261196946482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Photoshop pictures that the referee was indeed a Barcelona fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2AbwmJKkjaM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2AbwmJKkjaM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Drogba acting like a.. well, Drogba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a shame that Chelsea lost in such an ugly way, but the players shouldnt have done that. Imagine kids hearing "its a fucking disgrace" while the players acting like gangsters flapping their arms around that looks like a challenge to a fight. Tsk Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-6916234991375755599?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/6916234991375755599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=6916234991375755599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/6916234991375755599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/6916234991375755599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/05/ovrebo-mania.html' title='Ovrebo Mania'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SgNeQVp9_cI/AAAAAAAAAW0/x9gj83vAO_U/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-4299896892526463235</id><published>2009-05-04T19:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:48:20.218+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollback.</title><content type='html'>Where have all the good times gone? Born in 1987 started listening to music in 2003, fell on the wrong track listening to pop-rock, rap, techno. 3 years back since today I started enjoying music. Good old music, you dont need booze or drugs to make you high, just plain guitar playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQ-JyAGUsys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQ-JyAGUsys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth every minute of my life. Wish I was born in the 1970's so I dont have to stick with all the bullshit 50cent, icecube dogshit my housemates are playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sf84FSkx80I/AAAAAAAAAWs/PYaiWVnfhWU/s1600-h/shit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sf84FSkx80I/AAAAAAAAAWs/PYaiWVnfhWU/s400/shit.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332042147366564674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-And they call this lyrics. Fucking hell. I reckon its bullshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-4299896892526463235?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/4299896892526463235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=4299896892526463235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4299896892526463235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4299896892526463235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/05/rollback.html' title='Rollback.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sf84FSkx80I/AAAAAAAAAWs/PYaiWVnfhWU/s72-c/shit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-2694408846932868734</id><published>2009-04-28T00:53:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:20:31.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Way There.</title><content type='html'>Phew, after a year of laze and procrastinating on my Undergraduate Major Project, its finally done, all 9083 words. It feels like yesterday when I just started my third year in Uni, thinking how the hell can I acomplish 10,000 words. My classmates and me enjoyed our third year slacking and ignored the fact that we had 10,000 words to type, or maybe its only me... hmm. Its tough but its over. But there's still 7500 more words and exam till its officially over. Gonna miss my room and Chelmsford, but home is where the heart belongs... and stomach, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfZHxPt98WI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qux6OYBClz4/s1600-h/UMP2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfZHxPt98WI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qux6OYBClz4/s320/UMP2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329526120398057826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Lord of the Sins, by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfZIBUfEy0I/AAAAAAAAAUw/wlXqATc3L1M/s1600-h/UMP3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfZIBUfEy0I/AAAAAAAAAUw/wlXqATc3L1M/s320/UMP3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329526396555676482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Hazardous. Toss and you will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what I do best again after resting for 2 days, dragging my assignments till the last week before the dateline. I always try to avoid rushing &amp; doing last minutes work but Master Yoda tells me "Try not. Do or not do, there is no try". It's always not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfZJ1tKbFUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TmgDLYGtURs/s1600-h/creatve.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfZJ1tKbFUI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TmgDLYGtURs/s320/creatve.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329528396044768578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-My basketball and my hoop, homemade yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfZKB07xzEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/sVAXCfo-Cz0/s1600-h/woek.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfZKB07xzEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/sVAXCfo-Cz0/s320/woek.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329528604289256514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Back to work. *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this I'm gonna be free, no more assignments, datelines, lectures to pressure me. Just working 9-5, sitting in my cubicle, rushing reports and my boss... Hmm... that... doesnt sound right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-2694408846932868734?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/2694408846932868734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=2694408846932868734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2694408846932868734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2694408846932868734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/04/half-way-there.html' title='Half Way There.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfZHxPt98WI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qux6OYBClz4/s72-c/UMP2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-3274118862640724032</id><published>2009-04-22T06:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:47:39.109+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain Obvious Saves the Day!</title><content type='html'>Wooooo. After typing 10,000 words with 7,500 more to go is like running 10km then having leg cramps and there's still 7.5km to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Obvious. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Se6vZMpv9OI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Mrgm2IRLJg4/s1600-h/This-sign-has-sharp-edges.jpg"&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/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Se6vZMpv9OI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Mrgm2IRLJg4/s400/This-sign-has-sharp-edges.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327388256653800674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-3274118862640724032?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/3274118862640724032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=3274118862640724032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/3274118862640724032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/3274118862640724032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/04/captain-obvious-saves-day.html' title='Captain Obvious Saves the Day!'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Se6vZMpv9OI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Mrgm2IRLJg4/s72-c/This-sign-has-sharp-edges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-551814707978983289</id><published>2009-04-19T04:51:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T06:19:33.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonball Evolution.</title><content type='html'>I just watched the trailer for the movie not long ago and I think the movie sucks. I dont even bother watching this movie even though I'm an avid Dragonball fan since I was in primary school. You can ask my mum, she threw away all my Dragonball comics. I've read the comic, collected the cards, watched the anime, vandalized my wall with the stickers and acted like Son Goku with my primary friends. BUT HOW CAN THEY FUCKING DO THIS TO DRAGONFUCKINGBALL FOR FUCKING-FUCKS SAKE?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is wrong, the actors, the storyline, the graphics, the actors, the actors, the actors, the actors... Why is the movie named Dragonball Evolution in the first place, it should just be Evolution. On the other hand, the fucking line was "The Legend Comes To Life", BULL.SHIT. that wasnt even close to being legendary not to say comes to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326248276447164450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeqilncreCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HMvQ5Jwr5nM/s400/shit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;-See, I'm not the only one cursing James Wong. And the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the EPICFAIL! storyline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On the night of his 18th birthday, a young high-school student and martial artist named Goku (Justin Chatwin), comes home from a party hosted by his crush Chi-Chi (Jamie Chung) to find his beloved grandfather Gohan (Randall Duk Kim) dying."&lt;br /&gt;-What the fuck is this? it doesnt even relates to the story from the comic at all. They might as well say that Goku is the son of Superman and Wonderwoman and he belongs to the X-men, quits halfway to join Spiderman to fight Najib and his cronies in the Deathstar alongside Darth Vader and then becomes Son Goku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During the battle, Goku learns that he had been sent to Earth as an infant to destroy it when he came of age."&lt;br /&gt;-Goku was sent to Earth by god knows who to destroy the Dragonballs when he starts growing pubic hairs which in the comic the dragonballs are the ones that saved him and the earth countless times. EPICFAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think the storyline is bad, here are the actors for Evolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Seqts98cr6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ciI-xvvWcQc/s1600-h/goku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Seqts98cr6I/AAAAAAAAATQ/ciI-xvvWcQc/s320/goku.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326260497372983202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Firstly he's white secondly his arms and thirdly his hair. Oh for fucks sake, he doesnt even resemble him, not even 30%. Why do they even bother having Son Goku in the movie. And what the heck is he doing with that dragonball. Why why why why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Seqz3ZbANZI/AAAAAAAAATg/kPZRQtIJCBs/s1600-h/roshi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Seqz3ZbANZI/AAAAAAAAATg/kPZRQtIJCBs/s400/roshi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326267273617356178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Master Roshi. Spot the difference, nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SequMtcMtII/AAAAAAAAATY/JkaM7lG9MH0/s1600-h/picolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SequMtcMtII/AAAAAAAAATY/JkaM7lG9MH0/s320/picolo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326261042698564738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Pikor. Now here's a familiar character, hmm isnt he from Star Wars... ISNT HE DARTH VADER? what is he doing in Dragonball Evolution... I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse you James Wong you money minded fantasy killer, I will kill your wife and your 3 kids if I see them! Don't even bother directing anymore movies if you cant even bring the legend to life. It's crystal clear that you only want to exploit the "Dragon Ball" name, without caring for the fans and what they think, and that's why we perceive you not as artists but as businessmen. Till then, just to let every reader know that this isnt Dragonball. This is Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel what I feel? Sign this petition &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/dblam444/petition.html"&gt;Dragon Ball Live Action Movie Protest!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Not made by me though, its from some superhardcoredragonballsongokuismylife fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-551814707978983289?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/551814707978983289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=551814707978983289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/551814707978983289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/551814707978983289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/04/dragonball-evolution.html' title='Dragonball Evolution.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeqilncreCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HMvQ5Jwr5nM/s72-c/shit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-4779235356454865838</id><published>2009-04-15T23:31:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:15:26.018+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Will The Three Lions Be Lions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeaD-Z9AZlI/AAAAAAAAASo/IrsRwfshW1A/s1600-h/england_newkit1_1374368c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325088717554083410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeaD-Z9AZlI/AAAAAAAAASo/IrsRwfshW1A/s400/england_newkit1_1374368c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe that around this time next year, everyone will be anticipating the World Cup again. How time flies, 4 years ago Zidane was remembered for his headbutt on Materazzi and the Ronaldo wink that made England bid goodbye from the World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325056026606744674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZmPirytGI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CPPeGe3O7Ms/s320/germany+fans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- Goodbye Germany 2006! Twas wonderful while it lasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325056178343248114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZmYX8mAPI/AAAAAAAAAQw/EgS3fMxKneQ/s320/africafans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-And hello South Africa 2010..... erm... ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is, can John Terry lift the World Cup in 2010 like how he wished he lifted the Champions League in 2008? Can the Three Lions finnally become lions instead of persian cats (looks nice and expensive but does nothing much)? Can an Italian become England's saviour? Will David Beckham not vomit and score from a free-kick in Africa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZo9Fpb_tI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8PcCQAlNW2M/s1600-h/capello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325059008109477586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZo9Fpb_tI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8PcCQAlNW2M/s320/capello.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Thats the spirit, Mr Capello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at the Lions and see where they stand. This is what I expect to see during the World Cup 2010 if they were all fit and on form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeaEHO9V3XI/AAAAAAAAASw/cLMnk0BMm9Y/s1600-h/englandfootballgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325088869221522802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeaEHO9V3XI/AAAAAAAAASw/cLMnk0BMm9Y/s400/englandfootballgirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Opps, wrong England football team, kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's get serious.&lt;br /&gt;Man Between the Sticks: Ben Foster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZx0jTZCdI/AAAAAAAAARI/cmYmYO8mgCI/s1600-h/benfoster.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325068757055900114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZx0jTZCdI/AAAAAAAAARI/cmYmYO8mgCI/s200/benfoster.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-With England always losing on penalties and after his fine performance during the League Cup final against Tottenham his confidence will be very important for England if he does play regularly for Manchester United.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullies: Rio Ferdinand &amp;amp; John Terry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZzD21_YjI/AAAAAAAAARQ/40tqfB9fhcI/s1600-h/rio.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZzQc3TIjI/AAAAAAAAARY/roWQMIIYrJE/s1600-h/terry.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325072956685592098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZ1pAJIpiI/AAAAAAAAARo/KQNm5zJHDOU/s320/terry%26rio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"Haha look at your hair you cunt"&lt;br /&gt;-Not surprisingly, central defenders are Rio and Captain Terry to lead the defence. If Ben Foster is between the sticks with his lack of World Cup experience, both John Terry and Rio can provide reassurance. Both just right after their peak age being 29(Terry) &amp;amp; 31(Rio) in 2010, just hope that they can run as fast as Kaka or Messi then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Blacks.. I mean Backs: Ashley Cole &amp;amp; Micah Richards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZ3WBSLbgI/AAAAAAAAARw/3NtD6puo7ZA/s1600-h/cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325074829597699586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZ3WBSLbgI/AAAAAAAAARw/3NtD6puo7ZA/s320/cole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sorry Ashley Cole's wife deserves to be in the team more than him"&lt;br /&gt;-If Micah Richards is as good as what they predicted when he was 17, next year when he turns 21 he should be able to take on left wingers with ease. Fast &amp;amp; strong, this guy was born to be a defender. On the opposite side we have Ashley Cole, its not that I really want him to be there its just that there's no other English left backs as good as him and he's not that good. Even the people in England hates him, thanks to his antics (cheating on his wife, switching clubs for money, drunk driving etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speedy Entertainers: Theo Walcott &amp;amp; Joe Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZ5rkWsqlI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6BekISSbq2c/s1600-h/cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325077398812404306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZ5rkWsqlI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6BekISSbq2c/s320/cole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -We thank god at least one of Englands young player is under Arsene Wenger. If he does not get any long term injuries and develops properly, also at the age of 21 next year he'll be one of the deadliest right wingers with both speed and flair. The next Thierry Henry. On the left we have Joe Cole, if you remember his volley agaisnt Sweden during the World Cup 2006 it was one of the best goals of the tournament. Again, has both speed and flair, one of England's Brazilian style player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England's Engines: Steven Gerrard &amp;amp; Owen Hargreaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZ77oliPfI/AAAAAAAAASA/kQYAcPt1njw/s1600-h/cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325079873849540082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZ77oliPfI/AAAAAAAAASA/kQYAcPt1njw/s320/cole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Owen Hargreaves can curl a freekick as curly as his hair, no doubt"&lt;br /&gt;-Steven Gerrard, basically not only the heartbeat for Liverpool but also for England's midfield. Can be deployed as a right winger, central midfield or supporting striker. Very versatile, but if placed on his favourite position, central midfield, he can command England's attack like an orchestra. Defensive midfield, Owen Hargreaves is the only England player that performed during the World Cup 2006 agaisnt Portugal and have the essence of "German-ness", very imporatant as a DM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Arsenals: Emile Heskey &amp;amp; Wayne Rooney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZ-PTLEA2I/AAAAAAAAASI/gV8ikmmW-Gk/s1600-h/cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325082410722001762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeZ-PTLEA2I/AAAAAAAAASI/gV8ikmmW-Gk/s320/cole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Unstoppable Duo, Emile Donkey &amp;amp; Shrek Rooney"&lt;br /&gt;-Well like the central defenders, there's not much of a choice on the strikers. I can't possible put Peter Crouch here, he's like an extra football post, nothing more (qouted from the entire world, 2006). Let's hope Wayne Rooney can control his temper as good as controlling a football. He's more of a team players, love to drift out wide especially to the left wing position crossing into the box. Can dribble and shoot, unlike Peter Crouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly to say, England's chances to win the World Cup in 2010 will be very microscopic. Firstly the weather is going to kill them before they can even play their first match in South Africa. The WAGs (Wives and Girlfriend's) captained by Victoria Beckham will steal all the headlines again instead of the football teams success. Chances are Brazil or Argentina will win the next World Cup because the environment suits the players. Holland might give a strong push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeaBzjAoyHI/AAAAAAAAASY/LXaDA-_Vi30/s1600-h/wags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325086331983415410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeaBzjAoyHI/AAAAAAAAASY/LXaDA-_Vi30/s320/wags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Literally, the devils wear prada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying since 2006 that hopefully its going to be their time in 2010. This will maybe be the last World Cup for most of the players like Rio, Beckham, Terry, Lampard &amp;amp; Gerrard. To all Three Lions fans, let's have faith!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-4779235356454865838?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/4779235356454865838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=4779235356454865838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4779235356454865838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4779235356454865838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/04/will-three-lions-be-lions.html' title='Will The Three Lions Be Lions?'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeaD-Z9AZlI/AAAAAAAAASo/IrsRwfshW1A/s72-c/england_newkit1_1374368c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-7204670162290212015</id><published>2009-04-13T16:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:24:12.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Easter Everyone.</title><content type='html'>Courtesy of Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness @ Explosm.Net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeNYtMoOqJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8j182AKKjqE/s1600-h/easter4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324196717989374098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeNYtMoOqJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8j182AKKjqE/s400/easter4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-7204670162290212015?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/7204670162290212015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=7204670162290212015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/7204670162290212015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/7204670162290212015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-belated-easter-everyone.html' title='Happy Belated Easter Everyone.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SeNYtMoOqJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8j182AKKjqE/s72-c/easter4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-3103134107028509683</id><published>2009-04-08T22:18:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:16:38.898+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flabberfrenchgasted.</title><content type='html'>What a crazy 4 days in Paris with absolutely no idea how to read, speak or even hear french travelling around with just a map while looking like an idiot asking for a Mcdonalds meal. Travelling to France makes me understand the true meaning of culture shock. But I learned a few french sentences such as l'oreal, carrefour, peugeot, citroën, renault and louis vuitton. No I'm just kidding I actually learned merci, laddition, frites, pardoneh, salut, bonjour etc. On the other hand, the Eurostar was very dissapointing, not what I had in mind since its so famous and everyone said I have to experience it. Its just like KTM Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris is a very small place, where if you dont enjoy art you can just finish touring around Paris in just 3 days. I wasnt interested in Paris beforehand so I just decided to enjoy the few famous tourist spots which is nearby a Metro (similiar to London's Underground). Lets see.. I ate Jewish dishes which you can't find in Malaysia, the best ice-cream in the world (claimed by the French), France Mcdonalds meal and everything else thats more than RM50 a meal. God help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first stop was The Lourve, the famous Da Vinci Code movie made this place well-known to tourists. It takes you around 2 weeks to actually see every single piece of art in the museum, its huge its Musee Du Lourve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322434972617530162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0WaHr72zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/qMIzTg0uoLY/s400/DSC01909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322435379352888914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0Wxy5M5lI/AAAAAAAAAPA/3AXGAv5LEg8/s320/P1010570.JPG" border="0" /&gt; -Outside The Lourve, just a few minutes walk away there's a very white park where everyone enjoys themselves by tanning nearby the fountain on the chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322436243883277266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0XkHhTu9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/2UZhBMDgTDE/s320/P1010573.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322436975592018946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0YOtWRFAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/P_IUuAJv1hY/s320/P1010602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322436366946195154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0XrR9y1tI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/LyjISpMTFPs/s320/P1010596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;- Its true what they say about the Mona Lisa. No matter where you stand the painting will stare right back at you. This is something you'll have to experience in The Lourve for just 9Euro or for free after 6pm if you're 26 years old and below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next would be the obvious, The Eiffel Tower. This large piece of metal stands so tall where you have to tilt your head 90degrees just to get a full view of it from below. Its majestic by sunrise and beautiful by sunset, one the 7 wonders of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322440785237750050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0bsdYlsSI/AAAAAAAAAP4/UBOgCm3umAU/s400/DSC01914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322439810097538370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0azstC5UI/AAAAAAAAAPg/GyXSjvEJSWY/s320/P1010617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322439956903896402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0a8PmaJVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FSbD_gUn06Y/s320/P1010665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;- Remember to wait for an hour during the night, it sparkles and shines so bright that it lits the dark night sky. At the garden just stretching towards the Eiffel Tower there will be loads of married, engaged, puppy love couples cuddling under their blankets having wine and cheese romancing the night away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Arc de Triomphe another symbol of Paris is located in the middle of a roundabout with very bad traffic and you'll have to find a underground passage to just get to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322441759666728690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0clLaj7vI/AAAAAAAAAQA/LFBLhVoZgms/s320/P1010620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful building in Paris in my opinion would be Notre Dame de Paris Cathedral. It amazed me that the Notre Dame was more beautiful than the Eiffel tower. Its unexplainable, you have to experience it yourself by being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322442705630152434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0dcPZ0RvI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6oFlcw5oNYk/s400/DSC01917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322442627923001666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0dXt6_QUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Nho1fYDjkq4/s320/P1010751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322444245927089218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0e15dOVEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/risAPB_h74Q/s320/P1010742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The pictures were taken by me by the way, did not google it, hehe. Gonna get my own SLR soon to take nicer photos. I'll continue the rest another day, too much photos to upload. Till then, au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-3103134107028509683?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/3103134107028509683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=3103134107028509683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/3103134107028509683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/3103134107028509683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/04/flabberfrenchgasted.html' title='Flabberfrenchgasted.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sd0WaHr72zI/AAAAAAAAAO4/qMIzTg0uoLY/s72-c/DSC01909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-6486603895992136424</id><published>2009-04-02T00:13:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:56:22.394+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Away.</title><content type='html'>Currently waiting for the 5.25am Eurostar to Paris from St Pancras Station its 12.14am and I'm wondering whether I could survive till then. Luckily the Costa Coffee is 24 hours and has Wifi, power plug and a great addition which is coffee! Its an international train station and Its like a miniature KLIA. I'm excited going on the Eurostar, if you've watched Discovery Channel before the Eurostar tunnel is actually part of history. The tunnel is dug from UK and France, the engineers from UK and France meet at the middle by breaking the last centimetres of ground with shovels and shook hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319866857723190402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdP2uKL23II/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZAg3-UcixCI/s320/The_Meeting_statue_at_St_Pancras_Station.jpg" border="0" /&gt;At the south end of the upper level of St Pancras Station, a 9 metre high, 20 tonne bronze statue named The Meeting Place designed by British artist Paul Day is intended to evoke the romance of travel. I'm not that knowledgeable, this is qouted from Wikipedia, hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In addition, I stumbled upon this website which is the Top 10 Most Anticipated Movies of 2009/10, &lt;a href="http://top10kid.com/2008/08/06/top-10-most-anticipated-movies-of-2009/"&gt;http://top10kid.com/2008/08/06/top-10-most-anticipated-movies-of-2009/&lt;/a&gt;. Cant wait for this 3 movies. There's a 15 year old boy still living inside me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319869233106133458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdP44bLSIdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ckOh_Kb1DtA/s320/t10warcraft.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- WOW Online The Movie! lol. This is gonna be quite fucking awesome, I've played before till level 25 I think and quitted cos my friends were all max level using epics. Dint have the motivation to grind alone. I can imagine the few LOTR actors acting again with the same role, but the elven archer has to be a female, hopefully Megan Fox.. slurp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319870262538318050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdP50WHCsOI/AAAAAAAAAOI/IkwazgVcG48/s320/t10greyskull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- HEEEEEEEE MANNNNNN, wow its been awhile since I watched this cartoon. Good times good times. Waking up 10am on a saturday morning tuning in TV3 just to watch this when I was in primary school. Mr.Lau Wei Zhi suggested that John Cena from WWE should be He-Man, no-fucking-way!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319871959210197954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdP7XGtJA8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IwPUnh-j170/s320/t10transformers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-Well this is pretty obvious. You shouldnt ask me why (refer to WOW Online The Movie female elf suggestion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, now I'm going to enjoy my coffee and stare at my laptop till 5am. ENGLAND 100% record so far! Beckham 110th cap! double yay. I'm off. Update when I'm back from the land of pastry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/931586751442849944-6486603895992136424?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/6486603895992136424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=6486603895992136424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/6486603895992136424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/6486603895992136424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogging-away.html' title='Blogging Away.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdP2uKL23II/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZAg3-UcixCI/s72-c/The_Meeting_statue_at_St_Pancras_Station.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-2908826440779654289</id><published>2009-03-30T02:08:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T02:27:21.018+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it work?</title><content type='html'>Wow, The Office (NBC) is one of the best tv series I've been chasing. Been on The-Office-Marathon for the past 2 weeks to increase my office social skills for future use, so far its at season 5 and viewers keep increasing every season. Anyone watching this should try the pranks they do in the office, priceless. This is the US version, the one with Steve Carell aka 40 Year Old Virgin. This prank is one of their best so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;Jim the office prankster did an experiment on the office idiot which is Dwight. Its by training a dog to salivate by the sound of a bell by feeding them whenever a bell rang. So everytime Jim reboots his computer once a day, you'll have that "Windows off sound", he offers Dwight a mint which Dwight accepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318783659411608322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAdjuBhkwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/2QnyLH5mF5I/s400/vlcsnap-383469.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318783734943120290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAdoHZo-6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/xhYf3ojTYhw/s400/vlcsnap-383731.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318783841839114322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAduVnoaFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Wh_MxfpiBow/s400/vlcsnap-384094.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318783905552855106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAdyC-K8EI/AAAAAAAAANA/u1p4-BJ59Ls/s400/vlcsnap-384230.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318783979330698194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAd2V0Le9I/AAAAAAAAANI/vjgLQ7zFAcM/s400/vlcsnap-384371.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally after several weeks of conducting the experiment, after he restarts his computer Dwight puts his hand out to accept a mint from Jim without Jim asking. His mouth tastes weird as well haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318784063607961794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAd7PxceMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4XU-RV9Sz5A/s400/vlcsnap-384468.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318784123792874002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAd-v-pWhI/AAAAAAAAANY/O30FrQ1FKFM/s400/vlcsnap-384539.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318784186085695794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAeCYCaYTI/AAAAAAAAANg/z5_J5pZ6vsE/s400/vlcsnap-385256.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone working in a office should try it to their colleagues see whether after 2-3 weeks they'll put their hands up to accept a mint or candy from you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318786111717672818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAfydk2h3I/AAAAAAAAANw/aUo8wo4Fmr4/s400/vlcsnap-385424.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Priceless, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-2908826440779654289?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/2908826440779654289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=2908826440779654289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2908826440779654289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2908826440779654289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/does-it-work.html' title='Does it work?'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SdAdjuBhkwI/AAAAAAAAAMo/2QnyLH5mF5I/s72-c/vlcsnap-383469.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-1581068952158643961</id><published>2009-03-24T01:35:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T02:20:25.083Z</updated><title type='text'>Lock Stock &amp; Two Smoking Barrels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Scg8Z5smP0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/LHdud0jT-Hk/s1600-h/lockstock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316565775793143618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Scg8Z5smP0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/LHdud0jT-Hk/s400/lockstock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As a primary school student during the 1990's I wasnt really into movies especially complicated ones. The fact that I was busy playing bumble bee yo-yos, digimon digivice and football during those days, rests my case. After living for 6 months in this hell hole 30 minutes east from London where everything closes at 5pm and there's nothing else to do except watching movies, and there's no movie more entertaining than Guy Ritchie's 1998 film, &lt;em&gt;Lock Stock &amp;amp; Two Smoking Barrels&lt;/em&gt;. I know I'm so fucking outdated but sorry I recently just got to enjoy British movies. Very good scripts I must say and storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316569191609577090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Scg_gumsroI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yXyN7Vw1LdE/s400/Lock_Stock_And_Two_Smoking_Barrels_01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;-PMS gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far I've been watching Jason Statham movies such as The Transporter which leads me all the way back to Snatch which is a movie part of Guy Ritchie's production. After that its Mean Machine, where I first noticed Mr.Vinnie Jones former profesionnal football player, acting as the lead. So, Guy Ritchie's movie which casts Jason Statham and Vinnie Jones equals Lock Stock &amp;amp; Two Smoking Barrels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316569414515420386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Scg_ts_l7OI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WU6s-GanKRU/s400/lockstock0011_fl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-Eddie, Bacon, Soap, Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movies from Guy Ritchie I've watched so far have been complicated at the starting, but by linking different scenes from the film in the end you'll get an awesome finish. His camera angles and effects are some sort different, good kinda different. Like 300 when they start slaughtering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316570715637520210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SchA5cDRl1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/s5uwit-xyZM/s400/vlcsnap-1266160.png" border="0" /&gt;-Bacon: What's that?&lt;br /&gt;Samoan Joe's Barman: It's a cocktail. You asked for a cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;Bacon: No. I asked you to give me a refreshing drink. I wasn't expecting a fucking rainforest! You could fall in love with an orangutan in that!&lt;br /&gt;Samoan Joe's Barman: You want a pint, you go to the pub.&lt;br /&gt;Bacon: I thought this was a pub!&lt;br /&gt;Samoan Joes Barman: It's a Samoan pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah watch the movie, the scene last 2 minute of the movie is fucking hillarious, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316571557169447634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SchBqbAHwtI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YqUkaYGQ3dk/s400/vlcsnap-1268088.png" border="0" /&gt;-You gotta watch it to understand why. Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-1581068952158643961?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/1581068952158643961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=1581068952158643961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/1581068952158643961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/1581068952158643961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/lock-stock-two-smoking-barrels.html' title='Lock Stock &amp; Two Smoking Barrels'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Scg8Z5smP0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/LHdud0jT-Hk/s72-c/lockstock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-535866167586635137</id><published>2009-03-22T03:35:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-22T04:03:56.923Z</updated><title type='text'>New Updated MSN.</title><content type='html'>Recently I've just updated my MSN Messenger to version 2009 aka version 14. Previously was 13.something I think. I'm not very satisfied with the new version at all. Overall the new layout is nice, very sleek and it suits the Microsoft Windows XP silver colour scheme very well. But the functions and buttons are either not there anymore or it isnt working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315854482089709906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/ScW1fKKgEVI/AAAAAAAAALg/nH1bt0h4nMs/s400/msn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;-Firstly I not too sure whether its my laptop not functioning properly or its MSN itself, but the "open my hotmail" button isnt working at all, I cant open my hotmail after clicking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The colour boxes beside the names are the status of the people, green for Available, yellow for Away and Red for Busy. You can adjust them to their avatars as well under the Option function in the toolbar. Not too bad heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315855597144752274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/ScW2gEEVwJI/AAAAAAAAALo/B-XDWq7UrnQ/s320/msnbody.bmp" border="0" /&gt;-Secondly I cant find the "send" button on my conversation window, I have to always press my enter keyboard which I'm lazy to do if I'm comfortably on my bed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND WTH? I cant send files and pictures at all! Is it my laptop or the MSN? Tell me somebody, so at least I can curse the proper root of the problems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well thats all I can say about the new version. Its like an Iphone, some functions are not fully working and are not available (3G, video recording and MMS) but it looks awesome, haha. Had to blog about this cos there's nothing else on my mind except my 10,000 words thesis and going back to Malaysia eating Dim Sum.... ummm Dim Sum... epic~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-535866167586635137?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/535866167586635137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=535866167586635137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/535866167586635137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/535866167586635137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-updated-msn.html' title='New Updated MSN.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/ScW1fKKgEVI/AAAAAAAAALg/nH1bt0h4nMs/s72-c/msn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-6253169980963790837</id><published>2009-03-18T13:12:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:40:06.411Z</updated><title type='text'>Paypal.</title><content type='html'>About 4 months ago I purchased this IPhone through ebay.co.uk for a friend. To pay stuffs on ebay, Paypal had a partnership with ebay that every transaction must go through Paypal before any transaction is actually completed. Well at first I thought, why must anybody go through this "Paypal" before purchasing stuffs, Its not like "Paypal" will do anything if any misfortune occured. Guess what, I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IPhone I bought from ebay was worth £310.00 including the delivery charges from some dude with very bad english from England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314517408798137746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/ScD1bQAK3ZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/O74lhAW9Fm8/s400/iphone.bmp" border="0" /&gt; - After 26 bids I won the other 7 losers. Heh. &lt;p&gt;After 2 weeks, my IPhone still hasnt arrived and I messaged him on ebay wondering where the hell did the stuff went, the postman stole it? He did not reply me after a month and he replied this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I've just come bk UK, sorry for late update. I've claimed Roymail office but they still haven't repiled me yet, i'm actually dont know wt's happening since that item is belong to my friend, I sold that one for him so he keeps asking me to track the item from Roymail and solve out the problem for him cause he has gone back to home country. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, so you've claimed from Roymail, I guess that would be his "friend's" post office since its called ROY Mail, but they havent reply you? Why the fuck would they reply you after you've claimed the insurance from Roy. The IPhone belongs to his "friend", yeah Steve Job is my friend as well. What a fucking scam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So in the end I disputed a claim for my money back from Paypal, and I wondered whether I'll get my RM1500 back again. I had to make reports and update them everyweek for any status and they made me wait for a month to resolve the problem. Yesterday was the day and I received this email from them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314520705233900162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/ScD4bILs0oI/AAAAAAAAALY/5wHqwJ5kHuc/s400/paypal.bmp" border="0" /&gt;- I won! Justice is served you fucking scam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what I'm trying to say that If there's any transaction that needs to be done internationally or whatever, register with Paypal and go through them. They really take their time and look into every report and communications I made with the seller through Paypal messages. Took me 4 months to settle this and ended my frustration. Thanks Paypal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-6253169980963790837?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/6253169980963790837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=6253169980963790837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/6253169980963790837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/6253169980963790837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/paypal.html' title='Paypal.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/ScD1bQAK3ZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/O74lhAW9Fm8/s72-c/iphone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-2580884352675937244</id><published>2009-03-14T06:46:00.015Z</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:46:00.641Z</updated><title type='text'>1 Trillion Dollars.</title><content type='html'>I've been browsing through some forums. Some for 3 hours straight going through weird, controversial and entertaining threads. Nerd. Anyway I came through this very educating yet entertaining post. What does 1 Trillion Dollars look like. SOME of us heard that United Kingdom needed at least 1.3 trillion pounds to bailout banks. MOST of us would say "For fucks sake, I wish I had 1 trillion dollars to buy my self "insert self sinful desire". 1 Trillion Dollars is like USD 1, 000, 000, 000, 000.00, you could buy like 5,025,125,628 Iphones. Sigh. Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Credits to PageTutor.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It starts off with a $100 bill, which is commonly used in movies during hand trade on kidnapping or drug dealing events. Well, like they say guaranteed to make friends wherever they go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312935341078320370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbtWiyeXlPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/FqvzYtaJp34/s400/bill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- $100&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now lets multiply it by 100 it makes $10,000 which looks something like this. Could fit properly into a wallet and many of us dream to hold this and being able to spend it like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312935883300286546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbtXCWaKMFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dL7OBYqgBOM/s400/packet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-$10,000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multiply it by 100 again and we get $1,000,000. Hmm doesnt look impressive comparing it with a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312936660080576146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbtXvkJAxpI/AAAAAAAAAJw/u8D2dFc7G0w/s400/pile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- $1,000,000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multiply it by 100 again and you could kill a person by dropping the whole thing on that sad sod. The person has 1 hundred million USD and he's wearing Puma's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312937589285655010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbtYlpsxEeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/440ujJds5ZY/s400/pallet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- $100,000,000&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With 1 BILLION DOLLARS (sorry it had to be in caps cos its A BILLION DOLLARS OMG) you just need a bedsheet and there you go, a billion dollar single bed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312938831398845426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbtZt87oO_I/AAAAAAAAAKA/uuD6gK-sjM8/s400/pallet_x_10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;-$1,000,000,000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next we'll look at ONE TRILLION dollars. This is that number we've been hearing so much about. What is a trillion dollars? Well, it's a million million. It's a thousand billion. It's a one followed by 12 zeros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear readers, here's a trillion dollars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312939940819060354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sbtauh2BRoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/o8wDzFTkqkY/s400/pallet_x_10000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- Notice the red dot on the far left, thats the person that was in the pictures before. The piles are doubled stacked by the way. With this amount of money I could study approximately 84,292,353 semester in my current university. Fucking hell....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-2580884352675937244?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/2580884352675937244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=2580884352675937244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2580884352675937244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2580884352675937244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-trillion-dollars.html' title='1 Trillion Dollars.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbtWiyeXlPI/AAAAAAAAAJY/FqvzYtaJp34/s72-c/bill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-4515412159819769699</id><published>2009-03-12T23:50:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T03:45:27.150Z</updated><title type='text'>United Nations Potluck.</title><content type='html'>Another night, another feast, thanks to the China students I'm lucky enough to be stuffing myself with utterly delicious chinese dishes. We provided some Malaysian dish as well, such as curry. Heh. 14 individuals, 6 from China, 3 from Malaysia, 3 from United Kingdom and 2 from France. Surprisingly, the girl from UK is half Japanese and super anime otaku.&lt;br /&gt;Otaku is a Japanese term used to refer to people with obsessive interests, particularly anime, manga, and video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312455968230148738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbmijndDCoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/etTttprOOSc/s400/DSC01895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;- China cooking masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312456204344610114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbmixXDHzUI/AAAAAAAAAI4/MwmhONFGnPk/s400/DSC01896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;-China sushi manufacturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312456460251675522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbmjAQYHu4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/gQKHCAsfJ_Y/s400/DSC01902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;- 10 Type of dishes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312456735206959394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbmjQQqkaSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Jz3whUULTx0/s400/DSC01900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;- Ou Chien's (china dude with orange jacket) flatmates, 2 french girls &amp;amp; 1 UK/Jap. Behave!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312457357979735570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sbmj0grK1hI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SqlFCoUi8uo/s400/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;- Weird Shirlyn, never seen such good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a few beers and vodka, played classic rock and chatted about each other country. Gonna improve on the curry soon hehe. Hope to cook for you guys in Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-4515412159819769699?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/4515412159819769699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=4515412159819769699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4515412159819769699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4515412159819769699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/united-nations-potluck.html' title='United Nations Potluck.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbmijndDCoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/etTttprOOSc/s72-c/DSC01895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-6141332150364843088</id><published>2009-03-11T23:21:00.017Z</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:30:17.046Z</updated><title type='text'>Why Football is a Religion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhOWgTGYDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/eFEEag0z0g4/s1600-h/manchester_united_fans_1_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312081909017632818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhOWgTGYDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/eFEEag0z0g4/s400/manchester_united_fans_1_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You've all heard that football is a religion, "some football manager" is their god, "some ace player" is their saviour and "some football stadium" is their temple. For those who don't understand or don't watch here are the reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, God is a supernatural being that is devoted to the heaven and earth 24/7 and the almighty one that every relegious devoter praises, silently or singing deafeningly. Here are examples of 2 supernatural being that devotes everything and anything to their jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312086951781562402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhS8CDteCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/K6_T8WvK1aY/s400/_42282032_ferguson1999_2_416.jpg" border="0" /&gt; - Sir Alex Ferguson, respectable humble age of 67 yet devoted 22 years of his life to Manchester United Football Club. He came to Manchester and did what God did in Genesis 1 Chapter 3, let there be light, and there was light. For Sir Alex, let there be a legacy where we will conquer England, and there it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhLXcRWktI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8NANG1JxFOg/s1600-h/ArseneWengerPA_468x647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312078626581549778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhLXcRWktI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8NANG1JxFOg/s400/ArseneWengerPA_468x647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Monsieur Arsene Wenger, the professor immitated God by being unbeatable. 2003-2004, the season that Arsene Wenger won the premier league, achieving the tittle "Unbeatables" without losing a single game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the "some player" is their saviour part, its very easy to find certain pictures to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312080654759721346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhNNf0teYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Tar8urk3ggM/s400/manchester-united-uefa-champs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- 1999, 2&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ole&lt;/span&gt;gend scored the winning goal at the final minute of the Champions League Final. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312090710470996610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhWW0RGsoI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-TIieaLSiec/s400/Steven-Gerrard-Liverpool-AC-Milan-Champions-L_1256754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Steven Gerrard, 2005, single handedly captained Liverpool to win the Champions League final after being 3-0 down agaisnt Italian giants AC Milan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312084178475430866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhQamsAM9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/CR0s6hEMEh4/s400/john_terry_misses_i_782047c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhPZvKQ5xI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-P188xDM5XA/s1600-h/image027kh4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHA sorry i just couldnt resist posting this. Pity the lad, NEARLY became a saviour but just didn't had Gods approval.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Old Trafford, Anfield, The Emirates, these are the temples of fanatical life devoting will sacrifice anything football fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312088726103941138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhUjT7IYBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/erIgSlaNFfM/s400/_44525087_scarfs_getty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Liverpool fans praising their "God" Rafa Benitez and "Saviour" Steven Gerrard in their temple, Anfield. Its much similiar to Christians praising God and Jesus Christ in the Church. Makes no differences to these fans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry if I didn't include any Chelsea examples, I'm honestly being bias and seriously fucking hate Chelsea especially their so called "fans" who supports Chelsea after they spent £2193774109839174 billion jillion on superstars and thinks the best Chelsea players in history is Frank "Cant score penalty for England" Lampard or Micheal "Always 2nd place" Ballack. ITS NEITHER, its Gianfranco Zola FFS!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's time to wait for the next season, this season belongs to the Red Devils.. again. Kekeke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. I always see these few fella's at the stands in Old Trafford. Anyone else?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312090032246984546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhVvVr5j2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1IaSb-6_-vk/s400/man-united-email-ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-6141332150364843088?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/6141332150364843088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=6141332150364843088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/6141332150364843088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/6141332150364843088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-football-is-religion.html' title='Why Football is a Religion.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbhOWgTGYDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/eFEEag0z0g4/s72-c/manchester_united_fans_1_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-2285107226041532405</id><published>2009-03-10T02:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-10T02:53:11.203Z</updated><title type='text'>The Game You'll Never Win... NEVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbXV_FLZJXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7CTbUgat4f4/s1600-h/floor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbXV_FLZJXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7CTbUgat4f4/s400/floor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311386615251805554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fuck this shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-2285107226041532405?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/2285107226041532405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=2285107226041532405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2285107226041532405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2285107226041532405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/game-youll-never-win-never.html' title='The Game You&apos;ll Never Win... NEVER!'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbXV_FLZJXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7CTbUgat4f4/s72-c/floor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-4032562884668430957</id><published>2009-03-09T13:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:29:16.582Z</updated><title type='text'>Cyanide and Happiness.</title><content type='html'>Due to their latest masterpiece I read awhile ago, I'm promoting the online webcomic due to its hilariously ingenious scripts and storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands together, credits to Cyanide and Happiness (explosm.net).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbUZnVRbVNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/hbMalfN0m5Y/s1600-h/goatee.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbUZnVRbVNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/hbMalfN0m5Y/s400/goatee.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311179499069199570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Epic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-4032562884668430957?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/4032562884668430957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=4032562884668430957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4032562884668430957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4032562884668430957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/cyanide-and-happiness.html' title='Cyanide and Happiness.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbUZnVRbVNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/hbMalfN0m5Y/s72-c/goatee.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-7455717379467802352</id><published>2009-03-07T13:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:47:25.270Z</updated><title type='text'>KId Gets High on Anesthesia.</title><content type='html'>This is David After Dentist from youtube. Best bit at 0:57. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad After Dentist from youtube as well. The parody. Absofuckinglutely awesome, almost killed me and my 3 other flatmate. Best bit 1:01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sGTAnXqn9Jc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sGTAnXqn9Jc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-7455717379467802352?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/7455717379467802352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=7455717379467802352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/7455717379467802352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/7455717379467802352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/kid-gets-high-on-anesthesia.html' title='KId Gets High on Anesthesia.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-4467813780008488081</id><published>2009-03-06T18:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:32:45.630Z</updated><title type='text'>Hunger Strike.</title><content type='html'>England vs Malaysia, England wins in alot of stuffs but food wise Malaysia wins hands down. After 6 months and few dozen pizzas and spaghetti and banger and mash, I found few new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mr instant noodle, egg and hot dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbFrpixct-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Khm3u0onsHc/s1600-h/P1010561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbFrpixct-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Khm3u0onsHc/s320/P1010561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310143797099542498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to rant..&lt;br /&gt;FUCK DISSERTATION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbFsEwAGQBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/sPzPq36n1Ag/s1600-h/P1010563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbFsEwAGQBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/sPzPq36n1Ag/s320/P1010563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310144264507113490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absofuckinglutely tough 10,000 words from hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-4467813780008488081?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/4467813780008488081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=4467813780008488081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4467813780008488081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/4467813780008488081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/hunger-strike.html' title='Hunger Strike.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SbFrpixct-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/Khm3u0onsHc/s72-c/P1010561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-5355245927089298863</id><published>2009-03-05T00:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:48:00.738Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back in Black.</title><content type='html'>Wanted to start blogging again, hopefully this will last longer than the last time. *cross me fuckin fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What 'ave I learned in England.&lt;br /&gt;-Mr. Vinnie Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sa8e52ecWqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T2w36HbcemQ/s1600-h/LockStockJonesL_468x317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sa8e52ecWqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T2w36HbcemQ/s320/LockStockJonesL_468x317.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309496464917682850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oi, who the fuck are ya?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-5355245927089298863?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/5355245927089298863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=5355245927089298863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/5355245927089298863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/5355245927089298863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back-in-black.html' title='I&apos;m Back in Black.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/Sa8e52ecWqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T2w36HbcemQ/s72-c/LockStockJonesL_468x317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-2154637007174116250</id><published>2008-07-18T19:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:28:44.629+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Food &amp; Music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDhVnbbMYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5QisaFrQFdk/s1600-h/DSC01650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDhVnbbMYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5QisaFrQFdk/s320/DSC01650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224423329227288962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 9th Malaysia International Food &amp;amp; Beverage Trade Fair where the best food around the world is served with golden plates, Indian Curry, Japanese Soba, Vietnam Pho Hoa and Penang Char Keoy Teow. Not. Thats what I thought in the first place. Its actually a expo where businesses promote their new products to the market looking for distributors. Not what I dreamed of, but still there's food to eat, for free, first hand, unlimited, unique, tasty, haha I'm getting in your nerves. Well, at least I learned some stuffs, like how they print the numbers on plastic bottles, and er...  let's cut to the chase, here's some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDf9JqGOdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/mAzweq42ZcU/s320/DSC01652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224421809407277522" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ticket to Food*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDhE0w8BPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uKNer4miOzs/s320/DSC01639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224423040749405426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Fest*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDgmwMHd7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/j8mjTiA5zoo/s320/DSC01637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224422524125149106" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This should how Spongebob's house looks like*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDhkYu8Z5I/AAAAAAAAAEg/c_eaSA87Xz4/s320/DSC01643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224423582980663186" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You wont stick this in your computer/handphone but your mouth. Chocolate.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDiL8AiEII/AAAAAAAAAEo/UbUUp3PGhvU/s320/DSC01641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224424262464573570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Intel starts using chocolate, not chips. Literally.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDjQEaTljI/AAAAAAAAAEw/moT8VELghQ0/s320/DSC01649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224425432951264818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHA, SORRY DIET PLAN!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would like to share a song, it's genre is modern rock from the indie band I'm currently participating it as an intern. Past 2 years I've been learning alot from the band, song arrangements, melody, vocal control. From past experience, being a vocal for a band its tough, fucking tough. Screaming with control, singing with your diaphragm, low voice with power. Try singing Nirvana's Smells Like Teen Spirit. Tough. Thanks to Kelvin(drums) my mentor, Fei(Guitar&amp;amp;vocals) my vocal guru, Martin(Bass) the bands savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDoLhgr4bI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2EBCbTpN0Ak/s320/band.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224430852421444018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yoda's around padawan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, i ran out of breath in the end, sang alot before this. Leave some comments, criticism is welcomed too, only constructive critism is accepted. And no, "The song sucks" is not considered "constructive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lost - Lyrics By Fei, Vocals By me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/67AYUPFEJL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/67AYUPFEJL/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&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/931586751442849944-2154637007174116250?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/2154637007174116250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=2154637007174116250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2154637007174116250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/2154637007174116250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2008/07/food-music.html' title='Food &amp; Music.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SIDhVnbbMYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/5QisaFrQFdk/s72-c/DSC01650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-931586751442849944.post-3604219112958504709</id><published>2008-06-23T06:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T12:28:38.174+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To North And Back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noise of the alarm broke off on the 19th of June, silently crept out of bed, face half dead when i realised, i'll be eating char keoy toew, hokkien mee and ais kacang for dinner tonite! yay! So, i  left KL at 1pm sitting the Plusliner and took at least 4 hours to reach the island. Noticed nobody goes to Penang for fun on weekdays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF8zdDwfEII/AAAAAAAAAAo/mU_s9ApvRL0/s200/DSC01480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214943467836215426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Penang Bridge.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the sea in Penang is still blue, not brown or yellow. Finnally, once DAP took over, there's a huge ass Pencegah Rasuah building right in the middle of town, which i think they used the rasuah money to build it. But from what i heard, there're doing a good job removing corruption and building fountains around Penang. As if Penangnites still want to see somemore water around. Back to my vacation, first stop Queensbay Mall right after i step out from the bus i was dragged there so that someone could get her MNG bag which was 50% off, it was on sale. Ate the best ais kacang in Penang which is in the Jusco food court, they say it was franchised from Penang Road ais kacang stall. Took a few pics and then we're off to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF82dKk8nrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/m9LETltHwgw/s200/DSC01481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214946768201752242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*T-Bowl - Toilet concept restaurant*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF86D9kJNJI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RTuQIIStCLM/s200/DSC01483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214950733258503314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Skating Rink - No ice*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a hawker area near Bukit Jambul Complex, which sells the best tom yam magee mee soup ever. Couldnt take the heat so i ordered duck noodle mee suah instead. Not too bad, fried oyster was not too bad as well. Enjoyed the Incredible Hulk movie after dinner at Gurney Plaza, very action-romantic-painfull movie to watch, remember to catch Tony "Iron Man" Stark at the end of the movie, makes you wonder whether its Iron Man v.s. Incredible Hulk or Iron Man &amp;amp; Incredible Hulk v.s "???". Hulk is the same guy from The Illusionist. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF93taXf-6I/AAAAAAAAABA/GVseo7bamnU/s200/ducknoodle.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215018515574029218" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*duckk meee suahhhh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF94SOAkJ1I/AAAAAAAAABI/IQbpuZOQ93c/s200/DSC01490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215019147911767890" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Gurney Plaza - between G Hotel and Gurney Drive.. gurney drive... yum*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that back to the house i'm gonna reside in for the next 4 days of my vacation. The house which won the Best Garden of Jalan Delima 1998, which i agree should've won every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF96FIQrtpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/VtoCmVz9MDw/s200/DSC01492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215021122053715602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Best*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lunch at Beach Street, here's the best part of my vacation in Penang, the BEEF NOODLE. Note that its in caps, cos its too fucking tasty. Chewy beef slices and beef balls top with the perfect soup and chilli sauce XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF961L0MtXI/AAAAAAAAABY/Z0ZgR8n1sGU/s200/DSC01498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215021947641705842" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;*The Art*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF97SZR0XEI/AAAAAAAAABg/ElMk8os8Rh4/s200/DSC01502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215022449471806530" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*The Artist herself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tea time @ New Lane, the place looks like it doenst provide good food because its clean and poshy. But whoah. Char keoy teow &amp;amp; ais kacang at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF98TjESjmI/AAAAAAAAABo/DMOBqAs554E/s200/DSC01507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215023568790916706" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Now thats a happy char keoy teow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF98kXkoVsI/AAAAAAAAABw/9t6rS5U40iQ/s200/DSC01505.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215023857763112642" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Mt. Ais Kacang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A stroll in the gurney plaza with my missus. Window shopping, window shopping and more window shopping. The cash is kept for dvd's at Batu Feringghi. Original dvd's. Yea rite.Cuppa mocha frap to keep me going and dinner at Zing Do, some Korean fast food restaurant. A romantic stroll under the moonlit beach and went yamcha with my missus besties. Mamak which sells Nasi Lemak Goreng and Magee Tom Yam, you cant find those here in PJ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF99srwJBEI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2l7DoM0h1dA/s200/DSC01522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215025100130681922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*The 2 that keeps me going every morning*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF9-H4JKlNI/AAAAAAAAACA/DJS-fMWniAs/s200/DSC01532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215025567313335506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Kimchi-beef-cucumber-taugeh-egg yolk-rice something something*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF9_Wl1dqDI/AAAAAAAAACI/O0WU_5utdr8/s200/DSC01544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215026919608526898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Nasi Lemak Goreng - Its rice with fats and its fried, wow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kek Lok Si temple, reminds me of tortoises and laksa. Which is what i had for breakfast, laksa, not tortoise. Not that bad, but still better than Wai Sek Kai laksa in SS2. The tortoise in Kek Lok Si reduced alot compared to the time i went there as a child. And the tortoises there are getting hornier, that day itself i witnessed 2 couple of tortoise humping. Sounds like taking 2 rocks and using it to clap every 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-BcUb3oHI/AAAAAAAAACg/YuxN580Kj3A/s200/DSC01552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215029217040244850" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Gwai Lin Kou buffet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-CHUCUiQI/AAAAAAAAACo/ALsmipw1TZo/s200/DSC01555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215029955667462402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*I'm gonna take it slowooowow... sensual seduction*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Next, tea time! Take away cendol @ Penang Road and ate it at my missus parents handphone shop which looks more like a museum, decorated with charcoal heated iron, old square two knob radio and duit pisang used before the Brits took over Malaya. After that, a stroll in the beach again, this time to watch the sunset and taking silhouette photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-D-pH7JQI/AAAAAAAAACw/2aiYeKKz7vI/s200/DSC01571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215032005732541698" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Silhouette me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-EedD7KbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hL90vZ9yYvc/s200/DSC01581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215032552250354098" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*2 Sunshines behind me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-E3u-wD0I/AAAAAAAAADA/YxhQEKwYqmw/s200/DSC01599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215032986557222722" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*The sunset - have you  enjoyed one before?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dinner at the New Lane, the last dinner before i leave. Fried pork intestine porridge and wan tan mee, concludes with ais kacang again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-Fy6lspYI/AAAAAAAAADI/VQ1T8QcLgow/s200/DSC01602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215034003285648770" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*The New Lane which looks old*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-GL8oIoXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/li7GFaBT25k/s200/DSC01600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215034433329471858" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;*The pork intestines which looks good*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Finnaly my vacation comes to an end.. damn. Went to pray at a 2 temples to bless my trip home and the people i love and take away mua chi! woot! Its so good that  you cant finish chewing it. JT, better get ready to be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-HFE5olzI/AAAAAAAAADY/xXhhXIog2bc/s200/DSC01606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215035414802896690" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Mua Chi - Its like swallowing sweet melted rubber*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-HlV26q-I/AAAAAAAAADg/5J-sjUG4NJc/s200/DSC01607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215035969110715362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Last lunch @ Penang - courtesy of Mrs.Yew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gained weight after coming back but mostly enjoyed my stay there. For the very first time i actually visited Penang, the inner roads and secret stalls which is sacred from tourist. Thanks to my missus. But still just wished you guys were here as well, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF-Ir-M64CI/AAAAAAAAADo/rj-E6OYGEFU/s200/PB070052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215037182531264546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;*Those were the days*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/931586751442849944-3604219112958504709?l=abtnick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/feeds/3604219112958504709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=931586751442849944&amp;postID=3604219112958504709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/3604219112958504709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/931586751442849944/posts/default/3604219112958504709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abtnick.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-north-and-back.html' title='To North And Back.'/><author><name>nick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07920703985075129258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SfvHSICrenI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8FMSoCVc2S0/S220/ws.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7EJ-ru2P-z0/SF8zdDwfEII/AAAAAAAAAAo/mU_s9ApvRL0/s72-c/DSC01480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
