<?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-7670129</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:13:07.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BONGATRON</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-111685060849588720</id><published>2005-05-23T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:16:48.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-111685060849588720?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110673982146629128</id><published>2005-01-26T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T19:43:41.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hello friends... i love brendan de souza....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110673982146629128?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110673982146629128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hello friends... hello... what a lame ass diary thing i have here... hahah... what a joke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110649031443116371?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110649031443116371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110649031443116371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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I am Nick and he is Sean and we are the mighty oogielalatoobleaspud warriors!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110623112674056493?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110623112674056493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110623112674056493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110623112674056493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110623112674056493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2005/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110623102602120787</id><published>2005-01-20T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T22:23:46.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/eighth.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/eighth.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie has got balls of steel, so he ollied a massive five set and landed it. big ooh aah for us as we all simply suck at skating..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110623102602120787?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110623102602120787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110623102602120787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110623102602120787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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prick was still hard... &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110605684868190129?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110605684868190129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110605684868190129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110605684868190129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110605684868190129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2005/01/we-put-on-our-clothes-just-in-time-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110605671026176073</id><published>2005-01-18T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T21:58:30.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/Boardslide.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/Boardslide.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My illusive backside boardslide on a park ledge...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110605671026176073?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110605671026176073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110605671026176073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110605671026176073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110605671026176073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-illusive-backside-boardslide-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110568656716334591</id><published>2005-01-14T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T15:09:27.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hello again, dear friends and tollywobbles... yay! we've successfully reached the weekend... round of applause... haha, oh ya ah, khalil, youre welcome..  dont mention! haha...  curse you piles of homework! curse you pieces of shit! curse you stupid ass monkeys! i bet you stupid asses couldnt even stick sticks up your asses!!! haha okay im just joshing there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;safith and i are going to break up.... so sad... but anyway i like to move to new subjects.. i like asses that "tak pernah dibuka".... hahaha.... tight is right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i ejaculate, what comes out it red red bandung..... hahaha... which is damn fucking sweet according to safith... yay saf lets do that yaya jaja umama kaka lala banana thing again.. it was damn cool! lets go joodlyumping.... but i dont really like that paradigm cause theres no initial d there... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i still suck at skating, but im still doing my homework(i dont know how long this phase will last...), i can finally call myself a guitarist, saf and i are going to break up, i am going to have to find a new sex partner, meanwhile i have to ejaculate into a sock and keep to less hardcore items...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110568656716334591?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110568656716334591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110568656716334591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110568656716334591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110568656716334591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2005/01/hello-again-dear-friends-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110534964310692380</id><published>2005-01-10T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T22:03:53.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid ass shit fuck rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stupid ass shit fuck piss dammit rain! stupid shitty shitty bang bang malgudi rain! curse you bloody clouds! stupid dipshit, now no ones happy... we all cannot skate.. if i cannot skate, i cannot suck at skating, so i cannot call myself a looser and i cannot express all the perpetual self criticisms that i label upon myself... but sean's very good cause he can land a heelflip.. bloody swine.. he is too tall... remember, short and good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, hello friends! .... i hope everyone from 3e6 has been reading "the english teacher" by r.k. narayan.... it is a very solid book.... cause krishna had to teach at albert mission college and then everyone had oh yea and the rented house so paradise and the magical storyteller of the imaginary Malgudi and then it ended its so great okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the whole, i am very pleased with myself... not many conflicts and worries, above all not too much self criticism but its still existant cause i exist on criticising myself.. cause im a sad short little looser... hahah! and im better than safith at running around in a circle, so thats an up point.... i feel enourmously herioic and satisfied because i pay attention in class and do all my homework.... hahah yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what else is going on.. i honestly cannot remember.. anyway its already time to count the loogies on my ***** again..... okay bye, friends!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110534964310692380?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110534964310692380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110534964310692380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110534964310692380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110534964310692380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2005/01/stupid-ass-shit-fuck-rain.html' title='stupid ass shit fuck rain!'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110509685823782919</id><published>2005-01-07T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T19:20:58.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow! im so smart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hello friends.... Yay! let's all congragulate ourselves for going through a week of school... its a job well done.. what's more i went to school every damn day! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yay! im so smart. I now pay attention in class. I can get everything right! okay, at least most of everything. so smart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yay! im so sexy and tall! i am also blessed with an incredibly gay voice like that of Spongebob's... so talented, man!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;screw you! okay, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110509685823782919?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110509685823782919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110509685823782919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110509685823782919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110509685823782919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2005/01/wow-im-so-smart.html' title='wow! im so smart!'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110493201314234068</id><published>2005-01-05T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T21:33:33.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO SCHOOL, YOU STUPID ASS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hello friends.... back to school again! yay! school is damn fun man. oh, but you have to study. hey, that can be quite fun too. its only fun when you know what youre doing and you can actually understand everything.&lt;br /&gt;So as i write in this lame ass diary thing i have here.. i am trying to think about what i am supposed to write... oh yes! i am really smart, cause i actually understood my first math lesson.... that's such a start! hahaha... i am so lame, man... and let us all reflect on what a great time we are having in school...&lt;br /&gt;i am wearing such stupid ass things to school. my shirt is so damn small, and my pants are so big and my shoes are so goofy they are slip ons, they arnt checkered vans slip ons which are really cool they are stupid ass normal white slip ons which look incredibly lame! haha, but what the heck, man!&lt;br /&gt;im realising more and more that i am very bad at board skating, oh skate boarding. i am not considered a skating boarder, i mean a skater boarding guy, oh i mean a skating feller, oh i mean a skater boarder!&lt;br /&gt;okay, ive run out of lame things to say... okay, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110493201314234068?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110493201314234068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110493201314234068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110493201314234068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110493201314234068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2005/01/back-to-school-you-stupid-ass.html' title='BACK TO SCHOOL, YOU STUPID ASS!'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110452273117939679</id><published>2005-01-01T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T03:52:11.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hello friends... okay. life is fine. i am seriously thinking, "damn, its 2005 now." thank god for 2004, for all the good and bad things that happened to me, my friends, my enemies, and everything else. (damn, its 2005 now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, its really 2005 now. whats the big deal. no ones yelling. okay, the fuzz joined us in our party. i suppose we were making too much noise. hey, we were just fabbling around. its so much fun celebrating the new year. haha, brendan and i are so lame. we kept drinking and drinking. and what happened next was we took this car and we bombed around the whole of singapore! okay im just joshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, its seriously 2005 now. well, i suppose, we have all grown in 2004, i suppose. no one's holding anyone else's balls for each other anymore, and no one's expecting or depending on one another to hold his balls for him, if you know what i mean. im just putting it in a way that everyone can understand, except me. sometimes i dont know what the hell im trying to say and i just say it. Damn, i seriously am quite retarded. but, hey, in comparison to most of my other posts, i would actually say that this one was rather intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been alot of fun. party after party, daily soccer, parties, drinks, drinks, music, hoo boy, and, did i mention parties? haha... its always like this at this time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all that is finished now. its time for 2005. all things come to an end. good or bad. i hope that 2005 will be a great year for everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets all pray for everyone affected by the tsunami and that terrible earthquake... pray that god will come to the rescue and everyone would be touched by him.. especially those in need. such a pity that the year had to end this way for all of the victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its really early in the morning. its about 3 plus. and im not even tired, for some reason. even after that party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. everyone's enjoying life.. soon everyone will go back to school.. and everyone will still be in the holiday mood.. hey ive been in the holiday mood all year! hahah... im so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high hopes for 2005. of course bad things will happen. thinking about everything that has happened to me, lots of bad things have happened. haha.. i suppose my luck isnt exactly "lucky".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, its seriously 2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to pay a tiny little tribute to my late grandma, who passed away on april 2003. God bless my grandma. i've missed her terribly. christmas and everything else is not the same without her. God bless her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i'd like to wish everyone a happy new year! god bless everyone! bye now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110452273117939679?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110452273117939679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110452273117939679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110452273117939679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110452273117939679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2005/01/hello-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110439647652137690</id><published>2004-12-30T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T16:47:56.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110439647652137690?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110439647652137690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110439647652137690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110439647652137690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110439647652137690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/12/blah-blah-blah_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110430425967365431</id><published>2004-12-29T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T15:13:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;OOOOOO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110430425967365431?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110430425967365431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110430425967365431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110430425967365431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110430425967365431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/12/oooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110411149827111498</id><published>2004-12-27T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T09:38:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>compliments of the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hi everyone. compliments of the season and i hope that santa gave you lots of presies and things that go woosh and wee and waaaah! and, i hope you guys all bejoobled and beglat, okay? since when, man. you're so crazy and retarded, unlike me, who is perfectly sane.&lt;br /&gt;compliments of the season, and two left, and two right, straight one hundered and two left over crest tightens and narrows through gate and okay too much of rally games for me i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all, you vulcan idiots! thank you for reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110411149827111498?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110411149827111498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110411149827111498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110411149827111498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110411149827111498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/12/compliments-of-season.html' title='compliments of the season'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110283975838568363</id><published>2004-12-12T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T18:28:27.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Haha hello how are you people? if you get me anything on this list for christmas, God will bless you but if you dont, you'll go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sk8 riser pads&lt;br /&gt;2. any rancid album&lt;br /&gt;3. a rabbit&lt;br /&gt;4. a rabbi&lt;br /&gt;5. fuck bands and hand accesories&lt;br /&gt;6. a nice big fat black watch&lt;br /&gt;7. a mp3 player&lt;br /&gt;8. a laptop&lt;br /&gt;9. a private sk8 ramp&lt;br /&gt;10. another pair of skate shoes&lt;br /&gt;11. a private skatepark&lt;br /&gt;12. jeans size 28 please&lt;br /&gt;13. an australian&lt;br /&gt;14. australia&lt;br /&gt;15. a car&lt;br /&gt;16. 9 bottles of beer on the wall&lt;br /&gt;17. new amp&lt;br /&gt;18. new guitar&lt;br /&gt;19. sk8 brand stickers&lt;br /&gt;20. blink 182.&lt;br /&gt;21. a band&lt;br /&gt;22. a studio&lt;br /&gt;23. camo shorts&lt;br /&gt;24. another pair of spongebob boxers &lt;br /&gt;25. c1rca t shirt&lt;br /&gt;26. eS t shirt&lt;br /&gt;27. sesame street socks&lt;br /&gt;28. etnies t shirt&lt;br /&gt;29. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;30. i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110283975838568363?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110283975838568363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110283975838568363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110283975838568363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110283975838568363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-wishlist.html' title='christmas wishlist'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110283731716432277</id><published>2004-12-12T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T15:41:57.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheesh. </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hi haha how are you people hows your haha hi how are you people haha hi haha how are you hahah hows your haha hi haha how haha are hahah poeple hahah hahahha whahahahahha people ahhaha who are you? hah hahahha how fuckingly dumb hahah shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110283731716432277?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110283731716432277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110283731716432277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110283731716432277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110283731716432277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/12/sheesh.html' title='sheesh. '/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110256001442773093</id><published>2004-12-09T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T10:40:14.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G'day mate, 'ow yer goin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;G'day, mate, 'ow yer goin? bloody seagulls been peckin' at my fuckin arse all fuckin day down at fremantle! bloody rip snorters! it was chock a block! howzat you dont know where the hell i've been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down under's a good place to get loose with a kagaroo.&lt;br /&gt;I reckon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no-bull! really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.... i'm so fucking full of bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Australia is a definate go go. in a sense that i am migrating there... haha.. bye suckers! haha kidding. that's right im going there permanently after sec 4, mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fucking love the skate culture in aussieland. it fucking rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;skateparks are friggin everywhere. i was thinking, damn we are seriously deprived here in singapore. well, shit happens and its just so that all the shit happens in singapore. DAYAMN! hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something really dumb happened there. well, wherever i go something dumb happens so there. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;we flew all the way to aussieland to have a mac donalds fucking breakfast, and it friggin sucked. let me tell you theres nothing worse than having food poisoning away from home. shit comes out from all your bodily holes. except the ears, unless there is something terribly wrong with you and shit does come out from your ears.&lt;br /&gt;you know in australia,&lt;br /&gt;they have many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they openly sell many fucking things on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;and i mean that in its literal meaning.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was deprived of skateboarding for ten damn days. grog, it had fun. its okay. skateboarding is my amped-up instant gratification so the minute i came home i skated my heart out and hurt my knee. typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always, i meet new cousins as time goes. this time i was amazed. a whole lot of my family is there. i met cousins i never met before, or have met before but only when i was a small little bottler who was stupid and didnt know anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also learnt the significance of the expression 'no worries, son'. i was thinking, damn, when you come to think of it, its slightly misguiding cause it doesnt really mean no worries it just simply is a way of saying 'okay' but saying more words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, dear vulcan idiots, for reading yet another mark of intelligence by none other than sir nicholas bong himself. fuck off now, and write something in the tag board if you wish. OOGIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110256001442773093?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110256001442773093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110256001442773093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110256001442773093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110256001442773093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/12/gday-mate-ow-yer-goin.html' title='G&apos;day mate, &apos;ow yer goin?'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110163940463789342</id><published>2004-11-28T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T18:59:44.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hahaha... hi people... blogs are so lame, but sometimes it is fun to be lame. alright. lame. hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh! im giong to australia in like 7 hours. about 7 hours. yes. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;ten day holiday. bye people! haha... this holiday better be fun. im going with my family how fun is that? one moron and two teachers. hah! hahahaha god im so hoping for at least some fun. and a decent fucking break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i attended mass with my darling. hahah. with her fam! gosh golly wonkers! i am so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha after that something REALLY REALLY LAME happened...&lt;br /&gt;khalil, saravanath, terence, safith and i were supposed to go for a movie celebrating sara's birthday that was on thursday. haha but terence couldnt make it, safith couldnt make it and by the time me and khalil met, ol' birthday boy couldnt fucking make it! hahah! so me and khalil spent our day trying ever so desperately to have a good time despite those three absences. what a time we had. hoo boy. ahha. we spent quite alot of money in the arcade at Superbowl in haugang. haha.. we played initial D version 3 alot. we spend like 10 bucks. hahahha lame man.. haha but so fucking fun, aight. we played house of the dead four times and later spend more money on the initial D game ahhaha... for those of you who dont know, initial d is a car racing game. uh huh. hahahahah.... we were constantly racing and racing like hell until i got the idea of bowling where we wrecked havoc. khalil hadn't bowled before so i taught him. we did all the shit we could do. we bowled two at a time and actually got a fucking strike! haha.. beat that, man. thats kinda cool. khalil picked bowling up pretty fast. well after wreaking hell in the bowling alley we decided that we should go home. but as we left we found that we had plenty of time left before our curfews. so we walked around the mall and made fun of everything and assed around alot and we even joined a kiddy contest and won umbrellas so that we could cross the fucking road cause it was fucking raining! hahaha.. how fucking lame! but fucking fun. after that we decided to really go home so we did. just to realise something. khalil had forgotten to take back his shoes from the bowling alley - he was in his bowling shoes! i was like, wahh! fuck lah, you! then we shouted at the top of our voices pretending to be fighting really loudly all the way back to the bowling alley to get his shoes. hahah what an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;after that we really went home.&lt;br /&gt;that's all. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i know im pretty. yes. gosh golly wonkers. aaah! wheres my chocolate? oh no! i cant find it! im going to perish!&lt;br /&gt;hahah oh my fucking goodness.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so fucking lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to everyone who just read this lame ass entry.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all.&lt;br /&gt;well, life is short and so am i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110163940463789342?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110163940463789342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110163940463789342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110163940463789342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110163940463789342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/11/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110139557638075941</id><published>2004-11-25T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T00:40:23.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.. how're you people?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;haha... hi. hello. im shit bored so im writing in this lame ass shit piece of blogness here to amuse the people bored enough to look at it. skateboarding is man's best invention. music too. imagine a world without rancid. how gay. ugh. i'd like to meet wile e coyote and porky the pig also. why is the world so dull. where have all the merrie melodies gone to. on the third day, God created some stuff. recently i saw this form. there were seven options for "sex": M,F,Y,N, T,TS,TV. the form said circle at least one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said i am utterly bored. i am such a lame ass writing in this lame ass shit piece of blogness here to amuse the people bored enough to look at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;skateboarding is man's best invention. music too. imagine a world without rancid. how gay. ugh. i'd like to meet wile e coyote and porky the pig also. why is the world so dull. where have all the merrie melodies gone to. on the third day, God created some stuff. recently i saw this form. there were seven options for "sex": M,F,Y,N, T,TS,TV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; the form said circle at least one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said i am utterly bored. i am such a lame ass writing in this lame ass shit piece of blogness here to amuse the people bored enough to look at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;skateboarding is man's best invention. music too. imagine a world without rancid. how gay. ugh. i'd like to meet wile e coyote and porky the pig also. why is the world so dull. where have all the merrie melodies gone to. on the third day, God created some stuff. recently i saw this form. there were seven options for "sex": M,F,Y,N, T,TS,TV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; the form said circle at least one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;haha.. would anyone be kind enough to lend me some money. i am shit broke! haha.. what a lame ass. i am shit broke. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so martin thinks he is a can of beer, junior still chases his tail and barks at the mailman, sean is still tall and zimbabwe won was at blitzburg and snow drop and whee first we went zoom and he woke up and we went round an round and joooblie enough of the bathroom cause bonzo and zimbabwe went to and zoom and round an round and still chasing one another cause first we went and he still ngah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110139557638075941?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110139557638075941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110139557638075941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110139557638075941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110139557638075941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/11/haha-howre-you-people.html' title='haha.. how&apos;re you people?'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110130108911490429</id><published>2004-11-24T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T20:58:09.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you all!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;HI EVERYONE. IM SHORT. PITY YOU ARN'T. ITS GREAT DOWN HERE. BETTER THAN UP THERE. THE AIR IS SO FUCKING THIN. I'M BETTER OFF HERE, THANK YOU. NAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110130108911490429?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110130108911490429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110130108911490429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110130108911490429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110130108911490429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-love-you-all.html' title='i love you all!'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110058019554777335</id><published>2004-11-16T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T12:43:15.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS SHORT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LIFE IS SHORT AND SO AM I. SHUT UP NOW PLEASE. THANK YOU PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110058019554777335?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110058019554777335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110058019554777335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110058019554777335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110058019554777335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/11/life-is-short.html' title='LIFE IS SHORT.'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110043669134775158</id><published>2004-11-14T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T20:51:31.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ALLRIGHT. I KNOW YOURE VERY TALL, RENE. THAT DOESNT ENTITLE YOU TO BEING ABLE TO BOSS ME AROUND. THE MERE FACT THAT I AM ACTUALLY FOLLOWING YOUR ORDERS IS BECAUSE IM UNFORTUNATELY YOUR FRIEND. IF YOU WERE NOT MY FRIEND I WOULD HAVE GIVEN YOU A GOOD KNEE STABBING. LIKE I ALWAYS DO TO SHAUN PHILLIP ANTHONY AND SHAUN LIEW AND MICHAEL LONG. THEY ARE DICKS AND THEY DESERVE STABS, RENE. I KNOW IM VERY SMART, BUT YOU DONT NEED TO TELL ME PERIODICALLY. I DONT CARE IF SARCASM IS INTENDED, BECAUSE I JUST KNOW THAT I AM SMART. I AM SHORT, AND ALL SHORT PEOPLE ARE SMART. I WILL STAB THE KNEEES OF ALL WHO ARE TALL. PLEASE, EVERYONE KNOWS THAT THERE ARE NO EXCEPTIONS. HEY. I PASSED EVERYTHING BUT MATH. SO SMART! HERES A MESSAGE FOR KHALIL. YOU ARE THE MAN, MISTER NOMURA. THANK YOU FOR TELLING ME EVERYTHING ABOUT THAT THING THAT YOU TOLD ME ABOUT. IT WILL HELP ME IN THE FUTURE THINGS THAT I DO IN RELATION TO THAT THING THAT YOU TOLD ME. THANK YOU, KHALIL, YOU ARE THE MAN, BROTHER. I WOULD LIKE TO AKNOWLEDGE THAT MOST OF THIS POST IS ALL SHOUT OUTS. I LOVE TO SHOUT. EVERYONE KNOWS THAT. OH AND RENE AND MARTIN, I KNOW I DID A SPLENDID JOB ON TEACHING YOU TO PLAY THAT GAME. DONT MENTION IT. I KNOW YOU WOULD DO WELL, MY APPRENTICES. THANK YOU PLEASE. AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110043669134775158?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110043669134775158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110043669134775158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110043669134775158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110043669134775158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/11/allright.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110017516561202259</id><published>2004-11-11T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T20:12:45.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/mykickflip.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/mykickflip.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brilliant skill&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-110017516561202259?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/110017516561202259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=110017516561202259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110017516561202259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/110017516561202259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-brilliant-skill.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-110017502035105213</id><published>2004-11-11T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T20:10:20.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/hahaha.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/hahaha.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at me look at me look at ME!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109947369903613032</id><published>2004-11-03T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T21:49:20.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vraerity is the suol of pelasure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I suppose its quite fun to be grounded. you can get on everyones nerves.&lt;br /&gt;heck, i always get on everyones nerves.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you know what? lets all get up and clap our hands because Nicholas Brian Bong did a fakie ollie over two milo cups! whee!&lt;br /&gt;Today all of us had to kill ourselves at mcritchie reservoir park. i pushed a guy in the water. when he was falling he resembled movements that closely imitates that of a frog, therefore deriving the catch phrase 'katak'. so now pushing someone under such circumstances is called 'katak'. how brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. vraerity is the suol of pelasure!&lt;br /&gt;why's everyone so bored with life.&lt;br /&gt;many say my insanity is steadily increasing. hail to those people, for they speak the truth.&lt;br /&gt;shaun liew is a facking bastard. lets all pretend that he is very funny. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;come on! everyone knows im funnier than him. theres no facking need to actually PROVE it, is there? dayamn, man. fack you! yeah shaun! you!&lt;br /&gt;Good god. why the hell does everyone think that bands like simple plan is punk rock? do they know what real punk rock is? even blink 182 isnt that punk. real punk is like rancid, bad religion, pennywise.. those kinda bands. dayamn. some people need to rethink their music genres.&lt;br /&gt;help! i cant see the sign! it says positively no skateboarding! fack the signs!&lt;br /&gt;nah, its allright. ill take control from here.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile innocent bystanders get hit trying to be heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! i want chocoloate. its always time for chocolate. now, havent i said this before? hey! im so pretty! i love myself! i love chocolate too! illusion! oh no! wheres my milkybar? oh no! im going to die! im so pretty! i love myself! i love chocolate too! illusion! oh no! wheres my kitkat? oh no! im going to die! im so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure if i should be writing the following. you know. its hard not to. at least i try not to. something like that. but hey, who cant resist. now, what was it i wanted to write?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109861277420565446</id><published>2004-10-24T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T13:45:53.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spas-sticky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today, beglatoo farraup togi joopeerat geepal gopi and ram!&lt;br /&gt;banks was infiltrated by the forces of spastickytittys. we crashed and bashed, playing hell games of skate tag and falling all over the place. i did something called a nosegrab tail stall. thats what leslie calls it. i think hes gay.&lt;br /&gt;we are the biggest bunch of idiots you'd ever see. bombing around banks was fun. for nonskaters, banks is 'under the ang mo kio mrt'. actually, i cant call myself a skater. i cant do shit. ive got too much old school in my bag. okay enough about my awesome skating abilities and how great and talented i am.&lt;br /&gt;after killing ourselves at banks we went over to some secret park. its somewhere. its secret. shhh!&lt;br /&gt;we made fun of that pitiful place. it wasnt a park, it was a crash course runway. we luged downt the snake run at full speed and ran into each other. i reached the top of one of the walls in the snake run and popped my board hard, snapping is so high it fell onto my head. owwww. thats what i do for a living. okay, thats what i wanna do for a living.&lt;br /&gt;that park belongs to spastickytittys. skating with them morons is fun. we are big morons. we are stupid and lame. sometimes leslie gets loose behind some ramps with shaun liew. theyre both nuts about each other and get so stoked when either of them pull off a trick. theyre both gay. shaun worships any skater that walks into his life. leslie is just plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;like me.&lt;br /&gt;im tired. wow. im actually tired.&lt;br /&gt;i love skating, all of us are mad, shaun and leslie's gay, michael has invented a sad pastime, sean still annoys the hell out of everyone and gets away with it, metallica still rocks and im gonna sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading, you vulcan idiots.&lt;br /&gt;you cant't just sit there, beglat and gabloof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109861277420565446?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109861277420565446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109861277420565446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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biggle, botsghlag whi hahah joog? ni, si nihal google booglo jiggly jooble! beglat, behold, beglat! guitaro, beglat, irwin, me, play, record, crappy, funny, fucking funny, beglat? beglat jibble jooble! so you understand? you'd better, you know, i, i dunno just gibbblegoosahahahwfabasdagaaaahahawawaaa! goagagaggggoat fuck dubble! you cant just sith there and goat dubble! what the fuck are you biggling about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beginning from the toodliest and begoogles, there lies boogle joogle yaht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;booble jooglafgafaggaghagahahtajhagajyajaganabtanagagdakaag!&lt;br /&gt; dublogokkizig!&lt;br /&gt;adroilus!&lt;br /&gt;beglat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109853498254918186?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109851010360288041</id><published>2004-10-23T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T13:41:43.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't just beglat jiggly just boogle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You've got no tiddle just joogle! you can't just sit there gagwhahhanna and beglat goat dubble! shut up, billy! you're fuckin screwed, gotgwagglequash!&lt;br /&gt;i know i dont goat dubble like you! youre just sittin there glaglawah jayh!&lt;br /&gt;you beglat big loot say hah wah hahaha gobblefunk you gigglyloohah,&lt;br /&gt;and more of that begloot lah wanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i found a fifth of jack daniels, two porn stars and a naked munchkin under my bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!short people stab your knees!Extra extra read all about it! this IS all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109826213383338354?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109826213383338354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109826213383338354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/acura%20nsx%20front.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acura NSX GT1 turbo &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109811338697881098?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109811338697881098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109811338697881098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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circuit to drag. the nissan 240sx GT turbo. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109800162747041298?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109800162747041298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109800162747041298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109800162747041298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109800162747041298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-street-racer.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109765907618302558</id><published>2004-10-13T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T17:17:56.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh shut up nicholas!</title><content type='html'>dammit, dammit. study i shall! nail em exams, i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;math, shmath. phoey.&lt;br /&gt;please, stop fighting. make love not war.&lt;br /&gt;big bird has the colour of munjen and barney is a faggot.&lt;br /&gt;its time for chocolate now!&lt;br /&gt;its always time for chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;reading my geography book is like pulling out my hair.&lt;br /&gt;reading my history book is like pulling out my hair.&lt;br /&gt;reading my science book is like pulling out my hair.&lt;br /&gt;staring blankly feels like pulling out my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;heck i pull em out all the time. either that or i fall on them.&lt;br /&gt;i never once pondered on the fact that i have teachers for parents. when i was young it never really 'clicked' as my loving, sweet, encouraging folks actually being one of 'them'. all the teachers were the enemy, and i knew that my parents were teachers, it just didnt register in my mind that they were the enemy. they didnt show it then. well now they do. evil taskmasters.&lt;br /&gt;but not all teachers are alien monkeys who try desperately to make their pupils suffer while putting them under the evil trap. some are normal people. two of my friends belong to that evil society. one's not so evil but the other one succumbs to the influences of the evil master, the principal. to hell with the MOE. what's that anyway. i just know there are really evil alien monkeys and gorrilas there. they make up all the 'rules'. god forbid i might even get al-quaeda to bomb them. that would be fun wouldnt it? hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109765907618302558?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109765907618302558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109765907618302558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109765907618302558'/><link 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try. i try hard. but i never. studying is just not my thing. i cant sit still. im like a varsity jock popped up on steroids. people say im high 24 7. i think they mean it. i mean, hey im so happy all the time. people say happy go lucky is a good thing. well is it? i dont know. well i just got to try and study. man. im so toast.&lt;br /&gt;im surprised my folks never stuffed a wallet in my mouth, duct taped me to a chair and shoved my books infront of my face. they want me to well in school more than i do.&lt;br /&gt;i wish school was like what it was in kindergarten. i didnt learn anything in kindergarten cause i watched tv. right. really! grover, big bird(i still think hes a faggot), ernie, bert and the rest of the gang taught me everything i needed to know. soon i started reading ahead of the class. what class anyway. i cant remember the class. i just remember throwing things at my teacher. i dont know why i did that, i guess she was just the perfect sized target. the count helped me with math. i actually found it fun. now how about that? haha it was okay. till primary five. i hated math. and i still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109741756212526569?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109741756212526569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109741756212526569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109741756212526569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109741756212526569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/10/popped-up-high-on-jaked-beers.html' title='popped up high on jaked beers'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109669953458260305</id><published>2004-10-02T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T14:45:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>philosophical philosophy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Sigh. My philosophical philosophy is very philosophical. First up, the donut. It has alot to do with the way earth is. Take, for example, the 360 degrees of pure, circular bliss. Interpret it for yourself. Take the body. Fluffy or flaky, vive la difference! How about the frosting - like coating. Optional for some, essential to the rest of us. The sprinkles: happiness comes in small, artificially-flavoured pellets. Lets go into the width of it. Starting from the outer most layer, the crust. Mere molecules thick, it shields the donut's fragile interior from the hardful effects of ultraviolet radiation. However, doughbal warming threatens to destroy this very essential part of the donusphere. Next up, the Mantle.The thickest portion of the donut, where rich veins of glucose and sucrose abound. Next theres the dotonic plates. Measurement of the dotonic plates with sensitive instruments can predict duture magnitude of gastrointestinal tremblers. Lastly, the filling.; The liquid centre of the donut often reaches peaks of 10000 calories and more. Most importantly, the "do" in "donut" is short for dough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lets move on to the next part of my philosophical philosophy that is so extremely philosophical that it is gonna blow your philosophical minds out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The circle is the most perfect shape in the universe - I try hard to attain it. Contact your inner child by slapping your belly frequently. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Show her you've got alot of heart. A great way to show your free spirit is to give an uninhibited manly belch. A flower may wow her but donuts make her go nuts. Let it all hang out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Never linger too long after a meal. Those who stay, get stuck putting the dishes away. Those who flee get to watch TV!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you see yourself in a dream naked in a shopping mall you will become a professional wrestler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lies your parents tell you include the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"im only doing this for your own good." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"if you tell me, i promise i wont get mad"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"you'll understand when youre older"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"if you cross your eyes they will stay that way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"if you cross your eyes you will turn chinese"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Im only gonna say this once"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"someday youll thank me for this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"youll be sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"when i was your age i had to walk 7 miles to school"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But no matter what you should always tell your parents you love them so much you never, ever want to leave home. Tell them that alot till they get annoyed. Its fun actually, to see them aknowledging that wonderfully loving comment, but trying to contain their anger... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now lets move on to my law of motions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;First law: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A body remains at rest until a parental body comes over and tells it to clean his room. If the body continues to remain at rest despite urgings of parental figure, see next law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Second law:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The acceleration produced by an unbalanced force acting on a body is directly proportional to the mass of the force plus weather or not the force is carryting a weapon plus how loud the force is screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Third law:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When the body exerts a force upon another body, the second body exerts an equal force upon the first body, and these forces are opposite in direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Universal law:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What goes up must come down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Overall outcome:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bam. hi haha owch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LiL Pesky: (arms folded over chest) "you cant make me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mr. bossy: (hands on hips, arms akimbo) "do as i say and you will be punished less severly than others"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The genius: (eyes closed in deep concentration) "ssh! im concentrating!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hands round your neck : I am unhappy with your behavior and feel i must take corrective action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wouldnt the world be a happier place if everyone just strutted around nude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Isnt the ultimate answer to any question, no matter how profound, thoughtful or cosmic, merely "who cares?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When the three little pigs kept saying "not by the hair of my chinny chin chin" what the hell were they talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If heaven is so great for everyone, who scrubs the toilets there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How Come stamp glue tastes so magically delicious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How Come you cant drive golf carts on the roads?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How Come corndogs taste so magicaly delicous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How Come they call it winter wonderland when theres just a bunch of freezing snow and ice all over the place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;More to my philosophy next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109669953458260305?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109669953458260305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109669953458260305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109669953458260305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109669953458260305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/10/philosophical-philosophy.html' title='philosophical philosophy'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109618352521256550</id><published>2004-09-26T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T15:25:25.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamming</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The mere sound of a drumset and two guitars can entertain three guys for a couple of  hours. And pretty darn well too, i must say. Good ah ya day, yay aye? hoosay whosay i say you say me yay hoo say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History was brought back and modified. the band Adroilus (previously known as minced meat) played the historical "When I Come Around" this afternoon and stoked themselves. Lead guitarist nicholas bong started off with a gnarly face melting chord intro - played at a custom speed. slightly faster then the original timing, drummer brendan desouza read the tempo and whacked the heck out of those drums creating a wonderfully brilliant drum beat and therefore contributing ever so well to the music. Irwin, the god of thunder bassist broke everyone off with a thunderful bass riff. The song was fantastic. Lead guitarist showed off yet again with yet another face melting Guitar Solo and then everyone ended perfectly with the last note and we congragulated ourselves with a family meal from mc donalds. whoo whee we love ourselves. we should do this more often. its amazing how this sounds like that on 28th may, 2004... just a few months earlier when we didnt know things called "power chords" and such. I shall give credit to brendan's computer for enabling me to enter this entry. many thanks to you man. wait, he's sitting next to me. ah, ill just go grab some chocolate. ah, what's that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109618352521256550?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109618352521256550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109618352521256550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109618352521256550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109618352521256550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/09/jamming.html' title='Jamming'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109612565790078620</id><published>2004-09-25T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T23:20:57.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah, what's that?</title><content type='html'>ah. term four swings in and the teachers go beserk and so does everyone else. well the students dont care so the parents go beserk too. while everyone is pulling everyone else's hair out of their heads, a brief spell of grief came upon me. My internet went kabam and a brief spell of absence from online activity followed. Instinct told me to try fix it, but daddums is fed up and he wants to buy a new computer. hip hip hurray for me. meanwhile i scout over to my cousins house to typety typety my feelings away.&lt;br /&gt;Poor irwin hes going through alot. I think he is a great friend. Ill stand up for him if theres anything. Not like theres much of me to stand up for, but it will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;Eating chocolate in bed isnt a good idea either.&lt;br /&gt;So's skateboarding in your room, and playing soccer in your room and playing dodgeball with your sisters stuffed toys cause eventually their stuffings become fluffings.&lt;br /&gt;Not everythings going absolutely great for me but hey, life's unfair. Everyones wanting to kill themselves. I dont see no logic in that. Enjoy my friend, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, what's that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109612565790078620?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109612565790078620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109612565790078620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109612565790078620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109612565790078620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/09/ah-whats-that.html' title='ah, what&apos;s that?'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109448733186012235</id><published>2004-09-07T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T00:15:31.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Late last night woke up in a dark and stormy cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;staring blankly breathing thus the story told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Going for a party and he pulls on some pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Walking down the lane then he starts to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When it starts to rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He walked fast down the lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wondering how it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If he was not so lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Would you care if I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Dont know what to say, will you sleep tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Will you think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Would you shake this off, pretend its all okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Because my birthday today aint all its cranked up to be, thats that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Once upon a yesteryear my birthday was so fun I wasnt shy bout cutting the cake There was always sun I liked the world so much Now its nothing Today wasnt that fun It rained I hate rain I think rain should be abashed I hope it would never rain on my birthday again one day i would throw a real party and everyone would be here and Kim would be here too This day wasnt good Today it was lousy My own damn birthday It wasnt a blast Its not all that its cranked up to be I dont have my drumset We didnt get to jam I havent soundproofed my room My life's goin by too fast Do you care if I jammed my fist into my mouth and start gobblefunking around and trying to rip off your shirt and blahasdhiacbjsdbfcaHFBas. Astarafasting Zionh Zininimoiwz Kanz. Boisteresting Zoinks. Bilkiwizig Boom Bam. Bilkizzig Bomph. Zoorrh Cor Twiiiinizig Norrrh! BlahBlim Bloooh B! Phlooem Zaiuwwwkjdcai fsdjif asgp! Asterip! Piret! Koinzs Guyteria! Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109448733186012235?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109448733186012235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109448733186012235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109448733186012235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109448733186012235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/09/birthday-boy.html' title='birthday boy'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109439850264429936</id><published>2004-09-05T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T23:35:02.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Bong</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Greetings, you people of the world. What a wonderful world. What good people you guys are. Ah, bullcrap. I hope you enjoyed your day. I did. It was splendid at the sfx funfair. But I am bad. Bad boy, bad boy. I didnt go to ihm. I betrayed my beautiful church. Its sickening. I feel so bad. Bad bad bad. Well okay the sfx funfair wasnt that great. The Haunted House thing was the best. Sean and the guys were manning it. It was fantastic. Kim was so scared. I got to hug her. Close. It felt good. I couldnt stop playing with her hair. I love her hair. Its so nice and straight. I never got to findget with straight hair before. Its nice. I love doing that. I love holding her in my arms and whispering in her ear I love you. Its so nice to see her smile. I like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pity I couldnt skate after that. I had to rush home and so did Kim. So we went home. And it was kinda nice. I couldnt stop thinking about how she got frightened at the Haunted House thingy and fell into me. Hahaha. Wizard man. After that we helped them scare people. It was so fun. I loved that. I'm so tired now. I am like a few minutes away from my birthday. The guys are coming over. I cant go out. But I can have people over. Thats kinda good. Poor Mike. Hes puking. And running a fever. I hope he gets well. I cant have a sick rythmnist. I like chocolate. Ooh I love chocolate. I wanna go open my birthday presents but Im too lazy to budge. I love chocolate. Ooh how i adore chocolate. I want chocolate now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can play Stay Together For The Kids. Yippie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wonderful Blizzards and Wizzards and Fizzards&lt;br /&gt;Go Go Barney and Dipsy&lt;br /&gt;All the brown binkies and fizzies and wizzies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Go Go Tinky and Winky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sadly the tiny dudes fall and break a few bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And their dreams shattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They wanted to be something&lt;br /&gt;That they'll probably never be anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the followers went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He went astray and never found a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He went astray but he had a say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He said I hate you Dipsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate you Po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate you Winky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With all that anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In him lay guilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;His skateboard was broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And he chucked it aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abashed, he lay on the street with nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He stole a guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And he rocked mtv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brilliant moonlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And stone doors too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dispose of hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And soap operas too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw this girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Get rid of cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And her own life too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was this field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With lots of flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And your poems too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That grew perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On that face of yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved that face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved it dearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And that nice dress too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love that look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That grows perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It shines so nice on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With ths shimmering shimmerings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the deadly silent sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With the sound of doors slamming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;With that the terms collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Worlds smash each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Distruction leads to nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And nothingness cant be nothingness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the shimmering shimmerings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They prove something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That you are you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And your your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;your your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;your is yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109439850264429936?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109439850264429936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109439850264429936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109439850264429936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109439850264429936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-birthday-bong.html' title='Happy Birthday, Bong'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109421021949995844</id><published>2004-09-03T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T20:08:55.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today is friday. Friday friday friday. School was fun. It was pretty much sort of free periods all the way. Cool man we had so much fun. What's more, its the last day of school. Holidays are here. My birthday is coming. But im grounded on my birthday. I hope I can go to Leslie's Party. Everyone's going. So here comes my birthday on the 6th, and here comes my wishlist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; -a black flexfit cap with a nice skate logo plastered on it -a volcom belt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-etnies / circa shoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-new t shirts with big skate logos plastered on them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-new guitar -new guitar strap -better brains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-more socks -more boxers -spongebob boxers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-a nice sling bag for school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-headphones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-boxcar racer cd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-blink merch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-more flexfit caps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-soundproof pads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;now that's alot isnt it? hahaha. If i can get half of that I would be super happy. People, take note. hahaha. I do wish everyone well. I wanna go skate now. Love you kim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109421021949995844?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109421021949995844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109421021949995844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109421021949995844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109421021949995844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/09/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109395232363288450</id><published>2004-08-31T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T19:38:43.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I love skateboarding. Yippie. I love skateboarding. I'm not good at it but I love it. The Flavour of the week is officially chocolate. Skating around in the primary school was fun too. I went to st gab's primary and bombed the place and blew up a few teachers with my skate friends. After that we were all condemned to hell and chased out so we ran and took a bus to haugang point where we skated till we were all so tired. I love chocolate. Dark chocolate. Creamy chocolate. Plain, dark, creamy chocolate.  mm. I love it. Yay. I ollied 3 stairs. big deal. I havent played stairs in quite a long time. Woohoo. I nearly did a 180 ollie. Frontside. We were skating with fahan and he is rather good. Fucking good actually. We played S-K-A-T-E and obviously he won. hahah. Hes a totally nice guy. funny he hung with us instead of a cooler bunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I came home late or something like that. Well I did something wrong so Im grounded. Its not fun to be grounded when your birthday is so close by. Next freaking monday! I think I'll just go jam or eat some chocolate. I wish I could do something like skate or jam or eat chocolate and be with kimberley at the same time. I'm not the most charming of boyfriends, but Im sure I can give her a good time. And dont you go thinking im going to do something in bed. Naughty naughty. I know youre supposed to make love and not war but this is rather fast. were too young anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I dont mind being grounded actually. Everyone gets grounded. Nah im just saying that to console myself. My mother thinks all skateboarders should wear helmets. I cant help myself. Poor woman. She thinks street skaters should wear helmets and knee pads and elbowpads. She doesnt know what street skating is. She thinks skateboarding is all vert skating and abit of park skating. hahahaha. poor woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I think and ponder. Why is everyone so sad and depressed and scuicidal. They think its cool to be sad? and moody? Why? Shouldnt you just enjoy life and just put everything aside and have fun? Sometimes its annoying when people are like that. Lucky kim aint like that. She haves fun. She needs more church friends. Im gonna make her spend more time in church. Its a lovely place. I think church is a great place to make friends. All the friends from church are good. Parents cant object. haha. I cant wait to skate again. I love skateboarding. I need practice. I still havent got the kickflip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;-into the air and into maximum sorroundings-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109395232363288450?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109395232363288450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109395232363288450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109395232363288450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109395232363288450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/skating.html' title='Skating'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109385403852806710</id><published>2004-08-30T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T16:20:38.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimi's win</title><content type='html'>Kimi Raikkonen won an incident filled 44-lap Belgian Grand Prix to claim his first victory of the season with McLaren Mercedes, while Michael Schumacher finished in second position to claim his seventh drivers’ title in Ferrari’s 700th Grand Prix. Raikkonen starting in tenth position, made an impressive start to the race, immediately moving up the order to challenge the leaders. The first round of pitstops saw him emerge in the lead and on pure pace today, no one could challenge the Finn for the victory, despite a downshift problem with his MP4-19B. Schumacher’s second position ahead of team-mate Barrichello gave him the two World Championship points he needed to clinch the title. It was another gritty determined drive from Schumacher as for once, Ferrari did not have the car to dominate the event. Rubens Barrichello did what he could to finish in third position, but his position does not tell the full story in this incident filled race. The start of the 44-lap race saw Jarno Trulli lead away from Pole Position with Fernando Alonso slotting into second position in the second Renault. David Coulthard bullied his way past Schumacher into La Source to run third. Behind the leaders, Barrichello was hit hard by Mark Webber, breaking his rear wing in the process.&lt;br /&gt;");&lt;br /&gt;sc=sc_ori;&lt;br /&gt;// TAGG HIGHMETRICS --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the field filed through Eau Rouge for the first time, Webber, now minus his front wing, clipped the back of Takuma Sato’s BAR Honda, sending the Japanese driver into a half spin. With Sato broadside across the circuit with broken suspension, Webber careered onto the run off area with broken front suspension and Gianmaria Bruni took avoiding action planting Minardi nose first into the tyre wall. Giorgio Pantano then ran into the side of Bruni, ending his day before it had really started. The safety car was deployed for the first time and the field, minus four runners, lined up for the restart. Trulli continued to lead at the restart but was one of the first drivers to pit for fuel, handing the race lead over to team-mate Alonso. The Spaniard took the lead with Raikkonen already up into the second position. Lap 12 saw Alonso spin of into retirement as his Renault engine doused the rear wheel in oil. Kimi Raikkonen now had the lead of the race and one lap later he made his first stop, emerging ahead of Jarno Trulli and back in the lead. From that point onwards, Raikkonen controlled the pace at the front with Schumacher pushing hard to stay in contact. The second safety car period came about as a result of Jenson Button suffering a high speed tyre failure approaching Les Combes. The BAR Honda driver, running fourth at the time, has his right rear Michelin fail, sending him sharply across the track and into the side of the unfortunate Zsolt Baumgartner. With more debris littering the circuit, the safety car was deployed giving Schumacher the chance to try once again for the lead. Through all the carnage, Felipe Massa brought his Sauber Petronas home in fourth position, scoring valuable points for the Swiss team. Despite an off-track moment that damaged his Sauber, Giancarlo Fisichella finished in fifth position ahead of Christian Klien in the Jaguar. Klien was fortunate to finish the race at all, as in the closing stages of the event, Coulthard, battling his way back through the field after a Michelin tyre failure, clipped the back of the R5 as he lined up a passing attempt exiting Eau Rouge. With tremendous luck, Coulthard’s McLaren did not flip over, but simply brushed the concrete retaining wall on the left and continued back to the pits for new tyres and front wing. Klien was able to continue to score his first championship points in his career. David Coulthard amazingly battled back to finish in seventh position in his McLaren. It was a brave race from Coulthard and one that certainly should have yielded more than two championship points. Olivier Panis was the final points scorer in eighth position. The Frenchman gained the position ironically from his own team-mate Ricardo Zonta's misfortune. Zonta had worked his way up from last on the grid to fourth position. Only lap 42 of the 44 lap race, Zonta’s Toyota V10 blew as he climbed the hill towards Les Combes. It was a sad end to a great race from the Brazilian. Jarno Trulli led early on but lost pace in his Renault. A tangle with Montoya whilst battling for position lost him further ground and the Italian finally finished in a distant ninth position. With Alonso already out of the race, the only consolation for Renault is that neither BAR Honda finished the race either. Nick Heidfeld was the final runner in 11th position, his Jordan Ford way off the leaders pace. Heidfeld was classified behind Zonta who took tenth position despite his engine failure.&lt;br /&gt;The start was rather exciting for manyOver at BMW Williams, it was a case of disappointment. All was going well until the closing stages, with Antonio Pizzonia running in third position with Montoya right on his tail. Pizzonia, in what is probably his final race for the team, suffered a gearbox failure and retired, while Montoya was another driver to suffer a Michelin tyre failure, bringing his FW26 back to the pits and climbing out. At BAR Honda, Sato was eliminated on lap one following a nudge from Mark Webber, while Button suffered a puncture and crashed out. It was a well deserved victory for both Kimi Raikkonen and Champion Michael Schumacher. The event provided plenty of action and entertainment, but once again, just like at Indianapolis, questions need to be asked about on track debris and the use of safety cars rather than stopping the event to clear the circuit of debris. The F1 circus packs up now and heads to Monza for the Italian Grand Prix. The land of Ferrari....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109385403852806710?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109385403852806710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109385403852806710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109385403852806710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109385403852806710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/kimis-win.html' title='Kimi&apos;s win'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109362286362297523</id><published>2004-08-27T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T00:07:43.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am therefore I am. </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am, therefore I am. Words of wisdom are bountiful in the mind of those who speak with words of wisdom that are boutiful in the mind of those who speak with words of wisdom that are bountiful in the mind of those who speak with words of wisdom that are bountiful in the the mind of those who speak with words of wisdom. I am, therefore I am. Brevity is the wit of the humility. Those who speak of things that do not make sense to humankind are brave, not stupid. Humble are the beginnings of a subtle and great mind. A great mind is that of a great person. The ability to stand alone and fight for what is right is so very right. It is right, so much so to such an extent that it is rather left. Shitbags are not to be spoken of at this point in time. Rather than explain the words "I am therefore I am" I would clarify them in detail. That is actually explaining but it is not explaining, it is explaining. Explanation is a very complex issue. The ability to explain something is an unbelievable talent that nearly everyone possesses. That is so unbelieveble that no one actually believes it. Talent comes with responsibility to use that talent. I am therefore I am is a very complex statement. It means that I exist, therefore, I exist. The mere existance of myself is therefore dependant on the existance of myself, which is dependant on the mere existance of myself. Let me clarify that with you yet again. I am, therefore I am. Words of wisdom are bountiful in the mind of those who speak with words of wisdom that are boutiful in the mind of those who speak with words of wisdom that are bountiful in the mind of those who speak with words of wisdom that are bountiful in the the mind of those who speak with words of wisdom. I am, therefore I am. Brevity is the wit of the humility. Those who speak of things that do not make sense to humankind are brave, not stupid. Humble are the beginnings of a subtle and great mind. A great mind is that of a great person. The ability to stand alone and fight for what is right is so very right. It is right, so much so to such an extent that it is rather left. Shitbags are not to be spoken of at this point in time. Rather than explain the words "I am therefore I am" I would clarify them in detail. That is actually explaining but it is not explaining, it is explaining. Explanation is a very complex issue. The ability to explain something is an unbelievable talent that nearly everyone possesses. That is so unbelieveble that no one actually believes it. Talent comes with responsibility to use that talent. I am therefore I am is a very complex statement. It means that I exist, therefore, I exist. The mere existance of myself is therefore dependant on the existance of myself, which is dependant on the mere existance of myself. Let me clarify that with you yet again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109362286362297523?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109362286362297523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109362286362297523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109362286362297523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109362286362297523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-am-therefore-i-am.html' title='I am therefore I am. '/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109342919199946391</id><published>2004-08-25T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T18:19:52.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My face looks better. Ill try to put up a pic of it now. Not so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;School is a stressor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish i had a watch that could stop time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could press the pause button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109342919199946391?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109342919199946391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109342919199946391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109342919199946391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109342919199946391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/healing.html' title='Healing'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109341754861429314</id><published>2004-08-25T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T15:05:48.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha. Kiss my ass mrs tan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Give my book lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No corrections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do i care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dammit dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lazy and fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tomorrow science test. Study study... sigh. Must pass sia. Dammit slack until so fucked up. I actually arranged my history file and i actually submitted it today. Felt good. English file also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I gonna fail malay lah. Confirm. Again. hahahaha. dont care lah... sigh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I must heal up faster..... Then can skate more.. I need to skate man.. practice practice practice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109341754861429314?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109341754861429314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109341754861429314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109341754861429314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109341754861429314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/hahahaha.html' title='Hahahaha'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109333574242130958</id><published>2004-08-24T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T16:22:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed but I dont care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Today is fucking fucked up. So god damn fucking screwed. Im fucking screwed. And I dont fucking care. But I am FORCED to give all my shit cause i just am forced to. I just wish that fucking bitch didnt fucking care. I dont fucking care. Its meaningless PAPERS. Fuck the papers. We all got left behind and we let it all slip away. Fuck authority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know the faces that have disappeared in time Find me wrapped in glass and slowly soaked in lime All my friends have pictures made to make you cry I've seen this and wondered what I've done to Calcify... (I ignore you) As I close my eyes,I feel it all slipping away (I come toward you) We all got left behind,we let it all slip away I can't stand to see your thalidomide robot face I don't even try it! You had to be a liar just to Infiltrate me - I'm still drowning (I ignore you) As I close my eyes,I feel it all slipping away (I come toward you) We all got left behind,we let it all slip away Take...this...away... I can feel it on my mouth I can taste you on my fingers I can hear you like the holy ghost And kill you if you get too close &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; I cant forget it. It too fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish it would all be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fuck the world. I hate school. As soon as I make an effort to actually LIKE it im forced to hate it. Corrections and papers pile up like nobody's fucking buisness. I wish my teachers didnt care. WHY do they even care in the first fucking place. Its not their fucking problem. Its mine. I do what I want with my own fucking life. I wish theyd just fuck off. I want all this to go away. I push my fingers into my eyes its the only thing that slowly stops the ache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im so fuckin stressed its killing me. All the corections, missing papers. Left Behind. I just wish my teacher didnt give a fucking damn! So what if i must pass up my fucking file. Like half the class also never fucking pass up. Everythings turning bad acedemically. I wish I could quit school. Its too meaningless. What the hell am I studying for. If I dont make it in the band scene at least I can go be a cashier or a roadsweeper or a photographer. I just dont fucking care. I wish it would all be over. I want it to be over. If they pester me one more fucking time im really gonna explode. Ill kill them if I have to shut them up. WHY do they fucking care so much. Fuck this and fuck that thats all im fucking now. Obviously this isnt a happy day. The blister exists and I cant take it away. Cant they see that I DONT WANT ANY OF IT ANYMORE. School is a killer. Lets discuss. My fucking teacher wants me to fucking find all my god damn papers for english fucking file by tomorrow. As if I care. Im too lazy to even grab myself a glass of water. I thirst. You know what she wrote in my compo book? We were asked to write about national day. Fun topic aye? what a fucking fun topic. I wrote what I thought of it. She wrote, "you have the ability to write fluently but Im afraid you are using this as an outlet to vent your frustrations" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;An outlet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My compo book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;This is my first laugh ever since I have come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I want to be able to be with my friends forever. And need not come home. Neither go to school. I want to be free of all this crap. ITs like a fucking chain. Pulling me down when I want to rise. You will all see. Ill actually laugh at their fucking faces when I make it big in my rock show and they still fucking insisting on doing that MEANINGLESS CORRECTIONS and filing those MEANINGLESS papers! Theyll see how good it is. They will fucking see! See my fucking teacher! See! Ill laugh at your damn grave! Youre a piece of shit! School is a bloody fucking stresser! Mrs Tan can kiss my ass and lick the damn floor! Youre a pain in the ass! And you know it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im so fucking ticked today. I feel like i can write a pretty decent rock song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Im slaved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Slaved to the school. Slaved to my parents and slaved to meaningless papers. Slaved to teachers. Slaved to the school. Slaved. And Im stuck. I cant get out. This is it. Im going to blow. Words cant really describe what I feel now. I dont feel like doing anything. I dont want to sleep. Wait, I do want to sleep. I cant. Ive got things to do. Im forced to do them. I cant ignore it. Im fucking ticked. Im slaved. Im fucking slaved! IM IN SO MUCH CRAP! BUT LISTEN TO THIS! I DONT FUCKING CARE WHY DO YOU CARE MRS TAN? GO AND FUCK YOURSELF! YOU SHOULDNT CARE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I want to sleep this thing away. To top it all ive got meaningless exams to do. And Ive got the fuckface syndrome. My fat lip is gone thats ONE MISERABLE good thing. My face is still fucked up. I JUST DONT WANT TO CARE WHY DO OTHER PEOPLE CARE SO MUCH ABOUT SCHOOL ALL THEY TALK ABOUT IS SCHOOL. SCHOOL SCHOOL SCHOOL. SCHOOL CAN FUCKING LICK MY BALLS. SCHOOL IS A KILLER. IT KILLS PEOPLE. AND IT ENSLAVES PEOPLE. IT IS SUCH A GOD DAMN BAD THING. ITS A KILLER. IF NOT FOR KIMBERLEY I WOULD HAVE REALLY KILLED MYSELF BY NOW. NO ACTUALLY I WONT DO THAT. IM GOING TO TRY FOR GUITAR AND BAND. THERES NO "IF I DONT MAKE IT." CAUSE I WILL FUCKING MAKE IT! MEANWHILE ILL BE A SKATE PHOTOGRAPHER! I CAN QUIT SCHOOL NOW BUT I CANT FUCKING DO THAT! IM SO PISSED! I HATE THE SYSTEM! I HATE EVERYTHING TO DO WITH PAPERS! I CANT ACTIVATE MY GPRS AND MMS CAUSE MY PARENTS DONT WANT ME TO! ARRRGH! COLOUR PHONE AND I CANT DO THAT. I JUST WANT A FEW RINGTONES AND KIMS LOVELY PHOTO ON MY GOD DAMN PHONE WHY IS THAT SO DIFFICULT. WHY WHY GOD TELL ME WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109333574242130958?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109333574242130958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109333574242130958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109333574242130958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109333574242130958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/stressed-but-i-dont-care.html' title='Stressed but I dont care.'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109325739022124756</id><published>2004-08-23T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T18:36:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I survived a day. in school. parents forced me to go. i got the "set your priorities right" lecture. No no no. No one is school can stop. "what happened to your face?" was okay. "dude that's gnarly man." at least shows some sympathy. "hahahha look." now i wacked up one guy for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im FUCKING screwed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;must study study study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;file file file. all jumbled up. missing papers. lost. argh. the problem is, i dont care. but I HAVE TO! my god. im in so much shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109325739022124756?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109325739022124756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109325739022124756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109325739022124756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109325739022124756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-survived.html' title='I survived'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109316748889579928</id><published>2004-08-22T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T17:38:08.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi how're you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lalalalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just made a song. Yippie. I wrote parts for lead, rythmn and bass. Yay all I need is words and Drums. I have to say it sounds pretty nice. haha self praise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it should be called vomit comet. hahaha. stupid. maybe it should just be called mamas vegetable patch. ahhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish my face wasnt so bad. I dont mind the pain. its just the face. im laughed at. i have to answer questions. I have to walk around and be stared at. imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ill have to deal with it till it clears up. hope it clears up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109316748889579928?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109316748889579928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109316748889579928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109316748889579928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109316748889579928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/hi-howre-you.html' title='Hi how&apos;re you?'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109307702384587065</id><published>2004-08-21T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T16:30:23.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the art of losing</title><content type='html'>Last call now I'm outta time And I don't got no valentine Singled out, now I stand alone The underdog in a modern world Suburbia is hot tonight But nothing seems to feel alright I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey ho let's go I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One two fuck you Don't tell me what to do I don't wanna be like you Can't you see it's killing me I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Fit the mold and do what you're told Get a job and start growing old 9 to 5 can make your dreams come true But I don't wanna be like you I'm not cool and I'll never be I break the rules and I guarantee I don't want your sympathy I just need a little therapy At least that's what they say to me Hey ho let's go I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One two fuck you Don't tell me what to do I don't wanna be like you Can't you see it's killing me I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing You call me a loser Say I'm just a user But I'll just keep on moving Cause that's the art of losing Hey ho let's go I'm gonna start a riot You don't wanna fight it One two fuck you Don't tell me what to do I don't wanna be like you Can't you see it's killing me I'm my own worst enemy Knock me down I'll keep on moving It's the art of losing Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing) Wahhhooo (It's the art of losing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109307702384587065?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109307702384587065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109307702384587065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109307702384587065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109307702384587065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/art-of-losing.html' title='the art of losing'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109299568692966797</id><published>2004-08-20T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T17:54:46.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/photographs%20of%20a%20war%20victim%20003.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/photographs%20of%20a%20war%20victim%20003.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. Ugly aint it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109299568692966797?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109299568692966797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109299568692966797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109299568692966797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109299568692966797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/there-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109298150077021475</id><published>2004-08-20T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T18:27:07.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat lip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ironically Im listening to sum 41's song. Geez.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'd play with fire to break the ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'd play with a nuclear device&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is it something I'll regret, why do I want what I can't get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish it didn't have to be so bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yepp i sure wish so. My face is scarred. Well I look like a war victim. Isnt it exciting? blah. how thrilling. I fell off my bike doing a ten stair. The front wheel CAME OUT and I landed face first sprawled on the road. Ive left my mark there though. Two salty drops of blood stained there to mark my presence. Ive eaten some gravel, thats why my two front teeth are chipped. Now everyone knows what I want for christmas. Blah. Ive got a fat lip too. I wish this is a dream but it aint. So what can I do? My god. The choir party is tomorrow. I was hospitallised yesterday for one night cause I had a concussion as well. Bloody hell. What the fuck. All because I decided to skip math remedial and go home with a few friends to skate bike and rock. Ill be movin on, movin on movin on but I wish it didnt have to be so bad. Im gonna have to see kimberley in this state. Im gonna cry. Shes so not going to like the sight of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109298150077021475?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109298150077021475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109298150077021475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109298150077021475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109298150077021475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/fat-lip.html' title='Fat lip'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109274796412892043</id><published>2004-08-17T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T21:06:04.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/360%20modenna.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/360%20modenna.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. I went to a wedding and guess what I saw at the carpark. Forget the dammit asshole in blue. Look at that beauty. I died there. Feast your eyes on that Ferrari 360 Modenna!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109274796412892043?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109274796412892043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109274796412892043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109274796412892043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109274796412892043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109272903172909234</id><published>2004-08-17T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T15:50:31.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone cant wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The only guy who's not entu about the band is terence. Hes like.. okay okay.. at least he doesnt show it. Sean, well recently hes been abit quiet, moody. hmmmmmmmmmmm. phase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Safith is the most entu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;None of us can really wait for the whole thing to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It all will depend on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need to soundproof my room and get a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and an extra amp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and recording equiptment? hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats my mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109272903172909234?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109272903172909234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109272903172909234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109272903172909234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109272903172909234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/everyone-cant-wait.html' title='Everyone cant wait'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109264171603753901</id><published>2004-08-16T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T15:35:16.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama's Vegetable Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im on a mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us are on a mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mama's Vegetable Patch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Go Go Go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Were gonna rock this town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Were gonna blow up this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and shout in your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cause we play crappy rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;were just down the block&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come on over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;come join us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think you'll like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And if you dont,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;heres to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hurray. We get to shoot someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;BAM BAM BAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mama's Vegetable Patch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mike=rythmn guitar, accompanyment solos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sean=vocals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;safith=drums, kick ass gut busting solos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nicholas=lead guitar, crappy face melting solos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;terence=Bass guitar, heart pounding bass solos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im on a mission.. I have to soundproof my room and get a drumset. Well, the drumset, my birthday money, scouting and searching can take care of that. Im just puzzled about soundproofing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109264171603753901?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109264171603753901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109264171603753901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109264171603753901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109264171603753901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/mamas-vegetable-patch.html' title='Mama&apos;s Vegetable Patch'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109240048630203305</id><published>2004-08-13T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T20:34:46.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the thirteenth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi there. All this hoo hah about friday the thirteenth is utter bullcrap. Well, sometimes, and for some people. It doesnt apply for those whom it doesnt apply to. For some poeple, things go good for them on this fateful day. For others, the day is one piece of bullcrap. For me, it was evened out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take the soccer tournament. "a scene that baffled the class of 2e3 and humiliated us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;God dammit. We got knocked out early and we just left the damn arena. I didnt even score, and i was playing striker. I was alone, what the heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"nick, im sick. ive got a fever man. fuck. but i still want to play." sean said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"are you sure? dont die out there. Watch that throat of yours. God. Your head is warm." I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Heck, i just want to play. Im fine. No im sick, but I want to be fine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Jesus. Are you really sure?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;His face was pale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the end he scored 2 goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I scored none. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;See how friday the thirteenth applies for some poeple... bah. I cant take it. I hope tomorrow comes fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Doesnt sound like the best day on earth, does it? Well, I got pretty good headphones. I bought em. For 14 bucks, those sony things sound pretty darn good. Im obsessed with powerful and good sound systems. Anything with bad sound isnt worth listening to. Unless its blink 182. Or my band. Mama's vegetable patch. However, I seem to think that the headphones dont look good on me. In fact, they dont look good at all. But to hell with it. As long as I can listen to blink 182 with good quality. I love music and I cant go on with that other shit headphones. So I guess id just throw it away. Or try to sell that piece of shit to my clueless cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109240048630203305?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109240048630203305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109240048630203305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109240048630203305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109240048630203305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/friday-thirteenth.html' title='Friday the thirteenth'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109223478743022168</id><published>2004-08-11T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T22:33:07.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.vHi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.vHi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.vHi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.vHi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.v&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I was born on the 6th of september. Im going to be 14 years old, and that is very sad. Hi my name is nicholas bong and I love myself. I have a mother, a father and a sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its a really boring place. I hate the people here. Theyre all rich damn snobs. I go to st gabriels secondary school. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I love soccer too. But I love skateboarding more. I play the guitar. I feel sad for the poeple who hear me do so. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death. And I dont know what happened to the x men. I enjoy wasting my time like what I'm doing now. i love music. As long as i am at home i'll be online chatting or just wasting my time. Just add me on MSN. I have a mother, a father and a pesky little sister. I also have a monkey. We live in Kovan. Its one really boring place. I hate the people here. I love Kimberley too. I love skateboarding but all my skate friends were sentenced to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109223478743022168?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109223478743022168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109223478743022168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109223478743022168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109223478743022168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-bored.html' title='im bored.'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109222431512742718</id><published>2004-08-11T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T19:38:35.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/beautiful%20guitar.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/beautiful%20guitar.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This... this is a prized possession thats not even mine! hahaha! Its my dads but I play it more that he does! so its in my room... Its loud, its got strings and its fun. sadly, i dont play very well. Heck who cares. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109222431512742718?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109222431512742718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109222431512742718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109222431512742718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109222431512742718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/this.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109222411266264971</id><published>2004-08-11T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T19:35:12.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/khalil.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/khalil.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best buddies.. Khalil! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109222411266264971?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109222411266264971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109222411266264971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109222411266264971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109222411266264971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-of-my-best-buddies.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109222393720947195</id><published>2004-08-11T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T19:32:17.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/My%20Board...%20most%20prized%20possesion.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/My%20Board...%20most%20prized%20possesion.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fairly new board. Its one of my most prized possession. Now im not a very good skater. And that's sad. But I certainly have fun skating with spa-sticky-titties!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109222393720947195?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109222393720947195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109222393720947195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109222393720947195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109222393720947195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-fairly-new-board.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109222099600994355</id><published>2004-08-11T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T18:43:16.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HeCTiC</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dammit, im loosing grip. Im gonna trip n gonna fall and im not catching hold of myself at all. Im slacking ever so badly. Ive quit Minced Meat. Im not sure if I should  be happy or sad for this matter. I had extremely high hopes for this band. Im a free guy and Im not spending my time properly. Im popped up on green beer. Im still smashin and bashin my time away. And Im not stopping. Gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit happens. Im still kinda pissed at my so called clique. cept maybe shiam and rene and nicolette. They didnt do nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive found security in my school friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my long lasting friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my real friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I practically abandoned them to spend time with my other church friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i forgot them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but they took me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yippie. thats real friends for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;spa-sticky-titties (new skate clan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109222099600994355?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109222099600994355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109222099600994355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109222099600994355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109222099600994355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/hectic.html' title='HeCTiC'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109221291319092711</id><published>2004-08-11T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T16:28:33.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.. and after....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever since i quit the school band My life has been hectic. Running around going out more, slacking more, and I havent paid enough attention to my studies. My grades are slowly going down the drain, my church friends have gone to the brink of ditching me, and my world is simply going bonkers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109221291319092711?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109221291319092711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109221291319092711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109221291319092711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109221291319092711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/and-after.html' title='.. and after....'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109214699431536883</id><published>2004-08-10T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T22:09:54.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/Kimi.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/Kimi.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi Raikonnen in his new MP419B will dominate. Next year.. just watch out. Hes solid... GO ICEMAN! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109214699431536883?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109214699431536883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109214699431536883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214699431536883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214699431536883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/kimi-raikonnen-in-his-new-mp419b-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109214673699449609</id><published>2004-08-10T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T22:05:36.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/Me%20drawing.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/Me%20drawing.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drew this on Paint. I was bored. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109214673699449609?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109214673699449609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109214673699449609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214673699449609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214673699449609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-drew-this-on-paint.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109214670749791084</id><published>2004-08-10T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T22:05:07.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/rock%20against%20bush.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/rock%20against%20bush.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109214670749791084?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109214670749791084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109214670749791084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214670749791084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214670749791084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/heheh.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109214651748223162</id><published>2004-08-10T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T22:01:57.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/bed%20area.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/bed%20area.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I sleep. I spend most of the day here. Maybe not sleeping, maybe just fooling around with the guitar, staring at the posters, listening to music, or yeah, sleeping. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109214651748223162?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109214651748223162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109214651748223162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214651748223162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214651748223162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/this-is-where-i-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109214642128468919</id><published>2004-08-10T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T22:00:21.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/111_1172.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/111_1172.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fucked up face&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109214642128468919?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109214642128468919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109214642128468919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214642128468919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214642128468919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-fucked-up-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109214637198599579</id><published>2004-08-10T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T21:59:31.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/1024/me%20with%20a%20cap.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/138/1464/400/me%20with%20a%20cap.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fucked up face with a cap&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109214637198599579?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109214637198599579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109214637198599579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214637198599579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109214637198599579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-fucked-up-face-with-cap.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109206750648890578</id><published>2004-08-10T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T00:05:06.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enthused</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well my first real elec guitar lesson went pretty well. Every damn thursday night. I hope it will be allright. Hope ill be as enthused as i am now for the next few months of lessons. I hope ill get better. Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sean's band is gonna rock i tell you. World, be prepared. Im taking lessons, Sufi is so pro, hopefully Safith will take lessons, Sean, well hes not a bad singer, not a bad lyric writer either. Terence I believe is a guy who is pretty keen on eveything that seems cool. And I think THAT alone is cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109206750648890578?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109206750648890578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109206750648890578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109206750648890578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109206750648890578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/enthused.html' title='Enthused'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109194856866220890</id><published>2004-08-08T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T15:02:48.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You cant play freeze tag and just leave me!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh. Brendan is totally back to normal. I take back what i said about him. Hes a nice guy and hes got a heart. Irwin's a little weird tho. Hes like Zonked or something. Hes changed a bit since I knew him. I cant jam with irwin that well. I think nobody can. He will start playing one song then he will just change the tempo and then he will skip to another song. He can never sit down and just play one complete song. He's so hyper. Sometimes hes okay but sometimes he mad. But its like brendan's still closer to irwin and were not really sticking together. Its still like they played freeze tag and just left me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109194856866220890?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109194856866220890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109194856866220890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109194856866220890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109194856866220890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/you-cant-play-freeze-tag-and-just.html' title='You cant play freeze tag and just leave me!!!!'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109186999156228879</id><published>2004-08-07T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T17:13:11.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its finished</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Those dammit assholes. Its finished. I can see I'm not wanted. Shit happens, yeah, but this isnt shit cause they dont seem like real friends anyway. Brendan and Irwin, I mean. They go out and dont call me, every time. I can see I'm not wanted. So I'm just gonna quit Minced Meat. take the poster on my wall down. Its not like they were great to jam with. Irwin was okay... he was cool. WAS. Brendan? He couldnt just JAM properly. He has to go by the book. Hes kind of a by the book kind of guy. Usually i dont mind those fellers. But brendan's fussy over what songs we play. And BOTH of them are tempremental. So im just gonna leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Like water flowing down your palm they walk out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[or rather i walk out of theirs]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not that i was wanted anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the water flows down the fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And trickles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The remainder in your palm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It stays there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;shimmering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gleaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You flicker it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And it lands on the dry grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;grass so dry and so dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the whole field is nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No trees no bushes no plants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just grass and grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You cant go nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;you walk and walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and you just end up nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;How was that? I just made that up on the spot. haha. Thats what i do when im pissed. Stupid right? No no actually i think its kinda symbolic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109186999156228879?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109186999156228879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109186999156228879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109186999156228879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109186999156228879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-finished.html' title='Its finished'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109178384342587449</id><published>2004-08-06T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T17:17:23.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was such a kick ass day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeehaw. Im in a really good mood. Im high. Something better not spoil this. Today was such a kick ass day. It totally rocked man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;First i went to dear kim's house to teach her a little guitar after school..... was okay except for my little twerp bitch ass sister. Shes so annoying, FUck GodDammit. After that we went to serangoon gardens. chartwell drive park... for some skating and jackassing. Pity I didnt have the camera. Fuck. HHAhahah but it was okay. I hurt myself. Aching all over. I have  a stupid ass injury. Whenever i strain that particular muscle in my foot, the whole foot cramps up and i cant open my eyes. The pain. Fuck man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that she had to endure my jackassing. I was horsing around so much, she hurt herself laughing. So i bought her a milo at macs. Hahah. Then i walked her home... and she got me stoked. I put my arm around her and i told her i love you but i gotta ruch back to save my little ass so that i can suck up properly to go out on tuesday. then she put HER arm around ME and said love you too. Woah that got me all stoked. Apart from coming close to boardsliding a park bench, that was the highlight for the day. That made my day. Im so stoked. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kepp assing around people. Its fun. I hate posers. I think posers who pose people and dont know how to ass properly are stupid fucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109178384342587449?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109178384342587449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109178384342587449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109178384342587449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109178384342587449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/today-was-such-kick-ass-day.html' title='Today was such a kick ass day.'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109171120971181300</id><published>2004-08-05T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T21:06:49.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've got to tell myself :"ok stop. shut the hell up. Stop." But noooooooooo the temptation is too great. Ive got to rock, i've got to skate and I've got to pay attention to my senorita. I cant resist. I cant study. I dont even read, let alone study. Ok now im better, im reading my literature book. Its quite intersting, actually. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All I type in my blog is what i think and what i want to do and this and that. But you people out there keep asking me stuff about me that require long and detailed explaination. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;OKay here goes. Im a short ass 13 going 14 year old little boy. Im 14 this september. And that's sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I go to st gabriels secondary school. Which is a stupid location from my home. And that's sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I skate. OKay i pose. OKay i skate. okay i TRY to skate. And that's miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I play the guitar. OKay I must admit I cant play much but i know a few chords and such. Can play a few songs. That's not so sad, is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im miserabally short. A short ass 145 cm short boy. NOw THATS sad. Thats very sad. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a girlfriend. Kim kim. yay. senorita. hahaha. Thats not sad. ahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My girlfriends taller than me. Lets  face it. That stinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have a band. Yippie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Um.......... more stuff in the next entry? Ill do my life story. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109171120971181300?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109171120971181300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109171120971181300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109171120971181300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109171120971181300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/cant-stop.html' title='Cant stop'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109161758045384979</id><published>2004-08-04T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T19:37:52.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Smashin and Bashin</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep. Still Smashin and Bashin my time away. Doing things I'm not supposed to do and not doing things Im supposed to do. Typical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I desperately need to improve my skating. Lets face it - I suck. Gawd what happened man. The whole of June I DIDNT EVEN GO SKATING! man! That sucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive spend too much time on the guitar and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yay! Sean and I are going to start a band! Yeehaw! See my doubts about Minced Meat (my other band) are faded. Minced Meat can bloody well change our name and go charismatic. I think if Minced Meat goes charismatic, we can go pretty big. We'll make a name for ourselves. Hope that brendan and Irwin will comply with this. Sean's Band? We havent come up with a name yet. So far, We're planning that Sufi plays lead, I play rythmn, Terence plays bass, Sean does lead vocals and Safith will learn the drums. hahah. Hope and pray that this will work out. I relly do hope so. I wonder how brendan and irwin will react to my other bad though... What if they take offence..?? Man. I dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I need more time. The common tests are coming up. Dammit. I have to study. Help! I cant study! hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109161758045384979?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109161758045384979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109161758045384979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109161758045384979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109161758045384979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/still-smashin-and-bashin.html' title='Still Smashin and Bashin'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109153869333190505</id><published>2004-08-03T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T21:11:33.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smashing Bashing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dunno I just came up with a totally nonsensical title. Hahha. stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Woah theres a hell lot on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My folks... they got ot me again. WHY god tell me WHY. WHY must i be given a freakishly nerd teacher funny-duddy mom and a mad demanding dad. Its not funny. My mom expects me to be just like her, studying every freaking hour. Dad wants me to be damn good in studies and sports and in everything I do. God, what the hell. Can they just leave me alone. WHY must they be teachers and butt in in everything that concerns school or studies. They come home so early. Im not treated like most of the kids are at my age. My mother stopped working just to monitor my studies and give me "tuition" God, why does she even care. Its my studies, not hers. I'll do what I want with my life, thank you very much. They so want me to take additional math next year. Fuck it lah. Math is a stupid fuckin subject. Math can go to hell. As if math will help with guitar practicing. Yeah all those fuckers say that music has got to do alot with math and all that bullshit. SO WHAT? I just wanna forget my studies for a while. God why must it be so freaking impt. First thing ppl ask you..... hows your studies. studies studies studies. When am I gonna get to do the more important things in life?  My parents suck. They only let me go out ONCE a FREAKING MONTH! God, what kind of folks are that. Most people my age can go out anytime. Fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah theres alot. I need time management. I need to squeeze in studies, soccer, kimberley, skateboarding, guitaring, sleeping, wasting time, computering, ahhah... um... and other things... All into one week.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck man. I need to manage time properly. What am I even doing on the comp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the more my parents nag me to study, the more I DONT want to study. When I actually feel like studying, I will. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY hope that I can go out for a few times this holidays.. friday, sat, sun, mon, tues. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay i sweet talked my mom. I got an increase in allowance by a dollar a day! hahahahah. Pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109153869333190505?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109153869333190505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109153869333190505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109153869333190505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109153869333190505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/smashing-bashing.html' title='Smashing Bashing'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109134370389603179</id><published>2004-08-01T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T15:01:43.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The whole world knows</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The whole dammit world knows that I and Kim are together man. Hahahahah. But I dont really care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think that Kim's one totally cool person. Shes so open, unlike me. I mean shes like anything also can man. hahaha. Shes cool with anything. I can just imagine what a cool skater chic she would make........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well today in catechism I sat with her and we talk talk lah... Power. Must spend more time with her lah. Man I cant stop thinking about kim. Must focus. Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This week went by so fast. It was so uneventfull. Before I knew it, it was saturday. And then I woke up the next morning, and I went to church and spent half my day there. Now im at home with nothing to do.. typety typety type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Slipknot rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive got to improve my skating. Im an asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dont mess with me you prank caller"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can push me around&lt;br /&gt;But you cannot win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You may throw me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will rise again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The more you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The more I defy you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So get out of my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The more you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The more I defy you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So get out of my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can lie and lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I dont believe you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You can say and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The more I defy you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So get the fuck outta my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;(to the prank caller: you pranked the wrong person, "jamie". Go to hell.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you Kim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109134370389603179?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109134370389603179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109134370389603179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109134370389603179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109134370389603179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/08/whole-world-knows.html' title='The whole world knows'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109128194358513579</id><published>2004-07-31T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T22:02:30.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Subliminal Verses</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[I know the faces that have dissapeared in time]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Find me wrapped up in some shit piss and soaked in Lime&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off you motherfucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I ignore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[i got fucked up and left behind]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm back but Im not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What is this, you motherfucker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[I ignore you] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[but I cant stand to]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I let it all slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im drifting apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Got fucking left behind]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can feel it on my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The way its wearing thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im feeling IM SLIPPING AWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;God Dammit the devil is near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[I got left behind]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Spit it out you motherfucker [We were ready]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuck off you motherfucker [You wern't ready]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can hear your fucking words like the motherfucking Ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I swear I'll kill your guts if you come too close &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;SEPERATE [i've lost my only way]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything's shit - everythings been taken away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The world's my enemy and Im a walking target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eat motherfuckers who live die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll kill anyone who steps in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome to the same ol' fucking scam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Same ol' shit in a dead fad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nobody gives a fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dammit you Bipolar God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Those studs are fucking irritating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;They stick to my skin like fucking cysts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What's this? Its a big conspiracy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU CANT TAKE MY SOUL AWAY FROM ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is where the line is drawn, see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sores, Every God damn minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling em - Its fucking Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once - inside all I hold is ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To face everyday with this shit - Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My Demise - took a life worth living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And made it a mockery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuck off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;World Breathe - can you fucking see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You cant Im wearing thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You are wearing thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha youre dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But youre killing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuck everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Relax, its over, You belong to me. I can fill your fucking mouth with dirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Incredible shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ZERO AND ZERO IS NOTHING BUT ZERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ZEROS AND ONES ARE EVERYTHING - GOD DAMN THE CONSPIRACY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit Happens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109128194358513579?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109128194358513579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109128194358513579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109128194358513579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109128194358513579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/subliminal-verses.html' title='The Subliminal Verses'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109125436258044508</id><published>2004-07-31T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T14:12:42.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulse of the Maggots</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Slipknot rocks. Wait and bleed. Left Behind.&lt;br /&gt;[HaTeBrEED]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuck this world. Why must every fucking thing be so expensive. I go out skating, bombing around and playing CS after soccer and blow all my money. Sweets, drinks, food, cs, blah blah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think Brendans totally back to normal w me... Hes his normal self around me already.. At soccer he was like.. okay lah.  Me's thinking hes a nice guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But last night something weird, stupid and fucky happened. Some looser called me up and said she was "Jamie Yeo." She said that my "friends" wanted to dedicate Hoobastank's The Reason to me and that "Shaun" said that i am the reason that our friendship is lasting. God dammit, whatta fuck. I dont think its lasting. I think theres a barrier of Hate Grief Sadness and Happiness and a whole lot of other feelings that seperates us at the moment. Number 1: Jamie yeo was not doing the show last night. Number 2: Shaun doesnt really dedicate songs. Number 3: That voice sounded NOTHING like that of Jamie Yeo's. Number 4: Our friendship isnt lasting. Number 5: They are not the type that will go dedicating songs. Number 6: Who the fuck would listen to hoobastank. Theyre all sad sad songs. If youre angry you gotta listen to slipknot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109125436258044508?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109125436258044508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109125436258044508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109125436258044508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109125436258044508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/pulse-of-maggots.html' title='Pulse of the Maggots'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109118999767381242</id><published>2004-07-30T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T20:19:57.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit happens all the time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know when youre having a real good day.. it never fails to get fucked up some way or another. Like today.. FOUR free periods... wah damn nice ah. But the stupid fuck art teacher muz come and fuck up our day.... At least Kim cheered me up lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then the first time I went jamming.. it was a damn good day, but I came home late cause the bus was REALLY late.. got scolding and that fucked up my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Geez what am i supposed to do w kim.. YEah I know we are supposed to go out.. But go where? What should I do? I think this is special and I wont ever let this get screwed up man. Woah this is damn special. Cause I like her and she likes me. Im still stoked that she likes me man... My SeNoRiTa RoCkS!!! You go girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love you kim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109118999767381242?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109118999767381242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109118999767381242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109118999767381242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109118999767381242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/shit-happens-all-time_30.html' title='shit happens all the time.'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109110374250264806</id><published>2004-07-29T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T20:22:22.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Man... its been a long time since ive had a good skate session....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went w my neighbour.. session a set of stairs from 6.50 to 8pm.... thats the longest in the long time. Good solid skating. Ive been too absorbed in guitar and such... Band (sigh)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im not very good at skating but I think its fun and I like it. Theres no one stopping me. I just gotta practice more.. session more.. Im just so rusty now.. its been a long time. I cant believe i spent so much time away from my dear board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My wallets getting lighter and lighter at a steady rate. Its dreadful. Plain horrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just need money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And Minced Meat to reunite and be the same as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I just wish I was not under anyones authority. I guess everyone feels that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Geez. I dont know what i wanna type. Guess ill end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love you always, me dear senorita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109110374250264806?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109110374250264806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109110374250264806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109110374250264806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109110374250264806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109099885519574624</id><published>2004-07-28T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T15:14:15.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bongsteritis</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive got bongsteritis. Im too cought up in my own world. Well I suppose its healthy to do your own thing, But I think im being abit of an extremist. Sometimes I feel kinda outta place among my own friends man. My idea of relaxing is this: wearing nothing but your boxers and walking around the house with no one else, not talking to anyone (okay maybe kimberley) putting on some Santana, or Red Hot Chilli Peppers, or Phantom Planet.. Lying down in some hammock (oh i wish i had a hammock man) in my room with a guitar in my arms staring into place without a care in the world and not having to bother about anything.. who wants to care about the time and such. &lt;br /&gt;Well either that or just make it simple: take refuge in my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think its good to do your own thing and not be bothered about anything.. like how you look and behave..&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I had a day that I&amp;nbsp;need not think about ANYTHING.... I think I need a break again. Even though I quit band I still think that there is alot on my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love you my senorita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109099885519574624?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109099885519574624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109099885519574624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109099885519574624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109099885519574624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/bongsteritis.html' title='Bongsteritis'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109093020375384990</id><published>2004-07-27T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T20:10:46.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit happens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah shit does happen. Those two words seem to sum up life so meaningfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ill always be there for my senorita! hahahah! I&amp;nbsp;love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shit does happen it happens all the time. If youre having a great day something always happens to try to fuck up your day.. but in the end its all okay. I think that you just have to forget those little things. Dont sweat the small stuff yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think brendan is pretty okay with me, its just irwin and martin. Even Shaun is totally back to normal.&amp;nbsp; Irwin is still not the same, tho brendan is kinda the same. Either that or hes just really good at hiding that hes still got a problem with me. But i think not. Hes a nice guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope everything will turn out good in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love ya, kim. my dearest senorita! hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Minced Meat must stick together man, we must Stick it to tha man! hhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109093020375384990?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109093020375384990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109093020375384990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109093020375384990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109093020375384990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/shit-happens.html' title='Shit happens.'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109073939498552770</id><published>2004-07-25T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T15:09:54.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They arn't the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Theyre not the same. I think its the fights. No ones the same after fights. Brendan's okay.. he's normal. Nice guy lah.&amp;nbsp;But Irwin has changed. Alot. Usually hes the one starting conversations among us, not me.. He usually cant stop talking if we go out but now hes abit different.. holds back. There's alot of stuff goin on and nobody tells me.. kinda left out still. But i guess i just have to give it some time.. eventually we'll all be the same good friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Martin is the worst. I think he still has got something against me. Dont know why lah. The girls are okay lah. not changed one bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The fun fair wasnt fun. Being dunked was like.. so-so. Wish kimberly was there. Could at least hang out.. walk walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to catch up on my schoolwork. I just am in no mood today. Its a sunday, Im slightly pissed, and Im sleepy. Im gonna sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love you kim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109073939498552770?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109073939498552770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109073939498552770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109073939498552770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109073939498552770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/they-arnt-same.html' title='They arn&apos;t the same.'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-10906638463030792</id><published>2004-07-24T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T18:10:46.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kimberley.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tell you this girl has got powers. Woah. Scares me. Sometimes I dont know what to say around her and all that lah. But ive got to treasure this. I cannot screw this up. I better not. This better not become like michaella's case. This is the girl of my dreams and i gotta keep this goin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know she got me thinking. Maybe I think too much about her. In class im loosing concentration. I must focus. Cant stop man.. I gotta tell myself to pipe down... its been, um, two weeks and a bit. And all ive been thinkin about&amp;nbsp;is her. Well I gotta&amp;nbsp; treat her nice and all that&amp;nbsp;but I cant think of her 24 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As i was saying (or typing, rather) she got me thinking. She's going to study in australia&amp;nbsp;next year. Man, what if she doesnt get&amp;nbsp;confirmed in our church? We cant go confirmation camp together oh no. hahha. So shes goin to australia.. and Im most likely goin there too. But I think im going to Gold Coast. Shes going to melbourne,&amp;nbsp;i think. Do they charge extra for&amp;nbsp;inter-state calls?????&amp;nbsp;But im going to australia after she comes back. So its&amp;nbsp;kinda&amp;nbsp;basicle like this: she goes im stuck here, I go she&amp;nbsp;comes back&amp;nbsp;here. Sheesh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tell you when MInced MEat gets famous I'll buy us a big house and put lots of stuff in it, Ill buy her a lamborghini diablo and Ill get myself a Ferrari Enzo. Ill get a hummer as well. Yeah.. Then well live together. What if we get married?? (haha&amp;nbsp;lets not get carried away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Minced Meat will have a guest singer ah..... Kim kim&amp;nbsp; hahaha power lah. Ill make her a celebrity overnight. Well have a huge&amp;nbsp;house with a big garage and well have our illegal street racing cars and&amp;nbsp;motocross bikes in it. Tons and tons of cans of NOS nitrous oxide&amp;nbsp;will be stacked in my garage. Then I'll have a private street soccer court and a skatepark and a motocross track and a&amp;nbsp;recording studio and a bowling alley and a swimming pool and a high diving board and a billiard room and a private arcade and lots and lots of other wondrous things in my house. ahhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-10906638463030792?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/10906638463030792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=10906638463030792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/10906638463030792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/10906638463030792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/kimberley.html' title='kimberley.'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109065078234644061</id><published>2004-07-24T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T15:31:02.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Theres alot going on man. Ive been outta tha scene wit irwin and gang so i went and got updated on everything...... Theres news no one bothered to tell me.. a whole lotta news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well today there was CIP in bugis..... had to sell flags, we went arnd and collected a few, played with the stickers and went looking around buying this and that shit for our girls. Sara was supposed to meet Hillary but we didnt know where to go. Haiz. hhaha stupidass. I bought some stuff for myself and Kim... Well each wear that thingy all the time 24 7....&amp;nbsp; I finished my weekend money. Its amazing how you go and leave orchard road. You go with a wad of cash and then when you leave, somehow your wallet is ALWAYS considerably lighter and youre dead tired from all that walking. I met irwin, he was selling the same shit too. But it was quite fun lah, walking and talking with sara...... saravanath N pillay... my homey nigga! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now my money is gone... broke-ness.... gosh. Ive gotta find a source of money other than weekly&amp;nbsp;allowance. Its finishing too fast and it doesnt last the week. Brokeness sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This month has been a disaster in terms of schoolwork..&amp;nbsp; Ive slacked badly. Must start studying more. Theres just so much to do..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive got to do the banner....&amp;nbsp; "its pay back time, and its wet!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive got to do video editing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive got to do this and that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know what the hell Im doing on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im just so tired. but theres so much to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Toast and Bananas &lt;br /&gt;Brokeness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It gets to you when it has to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and its bad for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Toast is nice &lt;br /&gt;Bananas and rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;this poem sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;all you stupid fucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I should make a song about brokeness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lallalalalalalalalalalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im just&amp;nbsp;a short broke ass poser guitarist and skater and I just have wild dreams.&amp;nbsp;And Im going out with the prettiest girl I know. The thought makes me shiver.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Love ya kim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109065078234644061?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109065078234644061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109065078234644061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109065078234644061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109065078234644061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/broke-ness.html' title='Broke-ness'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109057797150172478</id><published>2004-07-23T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T18:19:31.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toast and Bananas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wahlau. Im broke how am i supposed to treat Kimberley. Sheesh Im gonna have to save up... Must go begging during recess.. primary school routine.&amp;nbsp;The ol' 50 cents routine:&amp;nbsp;"eh got 50 cents?" Yeah im that low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dogs bark around and jump and drool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Toast and Bananas make a nice breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Think that kimberleys really cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ill be in my Ferrari enzo driving real fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna be impressing&lt;br /&gt;better be dressing&lt;br /&gt;cause im going out with kimberleyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;as if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This stupid damn poem sucks dont read it its a fucked up piece of shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hahah lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Revenge is sweet - and wet. Dunk us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Come dunk the altar boys during the IHM fun fair. Yeah Im doing the banner. Better get started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So sad. Kimberley cant come for the Fun Fair! Waaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;was looking forward to it. Haiz. Nevrmind... theres always next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ONe day I must go out on a double date... Me, Kim, Irwin, Marian....... Must save up some dough first....... without dough theres no prata. Must get nicer clothes... Whats prata without egg. Then must look nicer. Whats prata without curry. Must get all the ingredients and put it right, make the prata nice nice then put the egg then let it fry... then put curry and its ready. So nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That girl has got some kind of powers. Everytime i see her it sends tingles up my spine. Shes got powers man. Like her alot. Yeah yeah wahoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like writing a song about her. Sheesh I have alot to do this weekend. I have to do up the banner, i have to do homework, I have to write this song, I have to clean my room, And I wanna put up more posters. Want to cover up my room as much as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;LOVE YA KIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109057797150172478?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109057797150172478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109057797150172478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109057797150172478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109057797150172478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/toast-and-bananas.html' title='Toast and Bananas'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109049345191447762</id><published>2004-07-22T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T21:43:51.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misunderstanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wah dammit. Now i know why the whole bloody thing started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;told cassandra how i liked her last time in church when i was about primary three. Shaun Pillay thought that i like her now. Shaun likes her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;jesus christ. All this cause of one small misunderstanding. I like Kimberly and only KImberly now. No one else... Hope shaun will listen when i tell him.&amp;nbsp; Hope I can fix up things w him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wonder how people dress at home. I only see people when they go out or are in school u... For me if im home alone means walking around in my boxers and nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109049345191447762?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109049345191447762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109049345191447762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109049345191447762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109049345191447762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/misunderstanding_22.html' title='Misunderstanding'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109048229389931458</id><published>2004-07-22T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T15:44:53.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does my breath smell</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Minced Meat is back in action all right. Irwin and brendan are back to normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Does my breath smell? Now that kimberlys my gf... hmmmm more contious about what i wear and stuff. But actually I dont really care I just dont wanna look all dirty and messed up in front of her. Dont know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay people, come dunk me at the ihm church funfair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109048229389931458?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109048229389931458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109048229389931458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109048229389931458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109048229389931458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/does-my-breath-smell.html' title='Does my breath smell'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109039472733860509</id><published>2004-07-21T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T15:27:09.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cacophony</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yehaw! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i knew it wouldnt last. My glooming around the room and kicking things has finally ended. And you know why? Cause im back in Minced Meat. Theyre okay with me.... Brendan and Irwin. I somehow knew it wouldnt last but i wasnt so sure. Deep down theyre nice people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yessssss Ive fixed my guitar string. Now I can go hammering at those funny chords again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah woohoo. Minced Meat is back to rock all your asses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109039472733860509?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109039472733860509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109039472733860509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109039472733860509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109039472733860509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/cacophony.html' title='Cacophony'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109032288997571840</id><published>2004-07-20T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T15:32:57.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"shut up" my teacher explained</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today wasnt so bad. Well ther was soccer to cheer me up.. then sean dumped leslie in a dustbin. So we all had a good laugh. Hmmm i dont know if i should believe brendan. Maybe theyre still playing the fool with me. Brendan says theyre not angry with me anymore. But its like.. he doesnt mean it cause he's like ya lah ya lah when i apologise for fighting with him. But its okay. I think it will patch up. I dont ever want Minced Meat to break up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive learnt a new guitar technique. I have no clue what its&amp;nbsp;called. I just tune the last E (the lowest string) to a D and then bar the whole thing and play.... it gives sort of a heavy metal sound. I just turn the distortion full, the bass full and i turn the treble zero. It gives sort of like a heavy sound.. I think people who play hard heavy metal use that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im still kinda pissed at them...&amp;nbsp;cause I dont know how this started. And to top&amp;nbsp;it all&amp;nbsp;off, my guitar string just pyionged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think that mickey mouse is a rat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109032288997571840?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109032288997571840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109032288997571840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109032288997571840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109032288997571840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/shut-up-my-teacher-explained.html' title='&quot;shut up&quot; my teacher explained'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109022090374459188</id><published>2004-07-19T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T15:08:23.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fentoozler part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thoughts: whats been on my mind today..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its sad how my friends have ditched me. Hmmmmmmmm I'm not gonna think or talk about them anymore. God dammit. Hope theyll turn around and stop with all this fuss. Its pathetic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kimberly makes my day.&amp;nbsp; Yeah after getting all woozed up about Minced Meat and all... when im talking to her its like.. um...... relaxing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Shes one nice person. Now im supposed to be her "guy". Yeah thats so awesome. Its great. Maybe she'll become a skater chic. hahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blink 182 rocks theyre the best&amp;nbsp;band in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just came up with a few verses and made it a song. Here it goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep inside, secret's burning &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Should have known all the while what's true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went along, to fool myself. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't go on, I can't escape it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All along, I think I really knew &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was there in the words unspoken.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All along, Still believed in you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I stand here betrayed and broken. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Close my eyes from the burning,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All along, all the while it's true. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take it on, or turn your back. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Either way, you can't escape it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All along, I think I really knew &lt;br /&gt;It was there in the words unspoken. &lt;br /&gt;All along, Still believed in you &lt;br /&gt;Now I stand here betrayed and broken.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109022090374459188?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109022090374459188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109022090374459188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109022090374459188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109022090374459188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/fentoozler-part-2.html' title='Fentoozler part 2'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7670129.post-109015279320575333</id><published>2004-07-18T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T15:30:13.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fentoozler</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;I'm thinkin blogs are easier to manage. Im not going to bother with that stupid website anymore. All those stinkin pop ups.. and the dammit webshell doesn't work. So here I am typing away at my new blog. Kinda nice don't you think? Well my minds going all gosh golly wonkers now. Lots of wangdoodly things happening. Fucked up shitty things and nice and good things at the same time. Its confusing. I dont even know what im feeling now. Angry? Sad? Happy? God dammit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;So is this blog a good idea? I dont know i just need somewhere to type and type and tell the world my life story. I figure if no one has the time, to listen to me whine, then its time to talk to God for a while and then go typety - typety - typety at the computer and tell the whole world. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay here goes, Im gonna whine. Read if you wanna and if you dont, get the hell outta here.&amp;nbsp;Things that pissed me off:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Irwin Martin Shaun pillay and Brendan are just total fuckers. Jerks. Asses. We were damn close friends. My BEST friends in church. Then they ignore my fucking ass and then irwin and Brendan kick ME outta MINCED MEAT. God Damn. I STARTED the fucking band. And now they kick me out of it? GOD DAMMIT &lt;br /&gt;But at least i have one thing to brighten my mood... Kimberly. Shes the best thing that has happened to me this month. Shes cool man. Shes the best. At least i have a girl to talk to. She doesnt need me as much as i need her. &lt;br /&gt;Making progress on my guitar. But... like i said. kicked out of my own band. What the fuck am i supposed to do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7670129-109015279320575333?l=bongster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/feeds/109015279320575333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7670129&amp;postID=109015279320575333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109015279320575333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7670129/posts/default/109015279320575333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bongster.blogspot.com/2004/07/fentoozler.html' title='Fentoozler'/><author><name>Bong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01806984597493518223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
