<?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-677733673513710163</id><updated>2012-02-09T02:08:47.335+08:00</updated><category term='Coke.'/><title type='text'>Long Lost Tiny Midget</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-677733673513710163.post-1359788859038467039</id><published>2008-08-25T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:12:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Tiny Midget. Hello Me.</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I haven't kept LLTM updated for a couple of months. Perhaps because it was becoming more of a chore then a place to pen down my thoughts. For that reason, I'm moving somewhere else. To take on a more mature turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my readers, whom I've failed, thanks for bothering to read my stuff. I wish you guys a fair journey ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid you farewell Tiny Midget. You have served me well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-1359788859038467039?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/1359788859038467039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=1359788859038467039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1359788859038467039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1359788859038467039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodbye-tiny-midget-hello-me.html' title='Goodbye Tiny Midget. Hello Me.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-3162008385887523719</id><published>2008-06-08T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:54:16.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Also...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here are some videos for your entertainment. Found by yours truely, The Catkromancerz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdLCEwEFCMU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdLCEwEFCMU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khFhF64P3VQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/khFhF64P3VQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pK4bLMd0avU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pK4bLMd0avU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndiRRjCyV_E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndiRRjCyV_E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Oh and to Daphne. SICK TURTLE PENISES WTFUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AND THE IPOD HUMAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Phbe8mEDMe4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Phbe8mEDMe4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-3162008385887523719?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/3162008385887523719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=3162008385887523719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/3162008385887523719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/3162008385887523719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/06/also.html' title='Also...'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-7239847448656185477</id><published>2008-06-08T00:29:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:35.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLOTH! OH NOEZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;First of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SEq4Om7ea-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/p2Z2lbePudw/s1600-h/Sloth+-+Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209178480115084258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SEq4Om7ea-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/p2Z2lbePudw/s320/Sloth+-+Blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SEq4Om7ea-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/p2Z2lbePudw/s1600-h/Sloth+-+Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SEq4Om7ea-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/p2Z2lbePudw/s1600-h/Sloth+-+Blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Say hello to my new friend. Sloth. Hes quite charismatic really. Keeps enthralling me and sooo I keep forgetting to blog. Cute isn't he. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Okay now to get serious! Before Vincent the PUREST Heterosexual, left for Indonesia, we went to watch Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="470" alt="" src="http://www.canmag.com/images/front/lucas/indianaposter3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dominic, JT, Vincent and myself, set off for Plaza Singapura to catch Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of Crystal Skull. I was smart enough to get the GV Member Card. Which is free by the way. Two very nice benefits from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;- Tickets on Tuesdays, cost only $6.50 for everyone that goes with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;- Secondly, you get a dollar off all combo sets ordered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The member card is free and the process to get one is simple. Just go sign up at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.gv.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Okay the movie now... Was ridiculous for someone like me. Who was watching an Indiana Movie for the first time. I mean why not? Its popular for a reason right? The movie takes place in 1957.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Theres this super magnetic alien body / skull thing that can attract metals from ridiculous distances. Oddly enough, guns belonging to soldiers didn't get pulled away. Secondly, there was a chick there. Why didn't metal from her bra strap fly off?! ( Mind you, its 1957, no advanced or stick on bras back then. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then, there was a part where the aliens ran off. Okay... Indiana asks some queer fag. Where'd they go. The fags answer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;They went to the space between spaces. WTFUCK? OKAY. THAT COULD BE ANYWHERE. My first thought was... indecent. And sooo, I'm thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING : HIGHLIGHT BELOW AT YOUR OWN RISK. YOU WILL NOT SUE ME FOR THIS IF YOU DO HIGHLIGHT IT KTHX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I remembered that vaginas were voids. Voids being spaces. Thus, the aliens went to the space between two vaginas aka the spaces. Hehehe, perferted aliens. Now we all know how alien babies come about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Movie reviews say that there were alot of inside jokes for Indiana fans and the action was decent. Since Its my first time, I wouldn't know shit bout the inside jokes. Secondly, I agree the actions okay but... THE LOGIC IS BROKEN. NO ONE CAN SURVIVE NUCLEAR BLASTS BY HIDING IN FRIDGES. NEITHER ARE ANTS THAT BIG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Okay, after that Vincent set off for Indonesia. As did Melvito. =( Then, JT and Nick set off for Cambodia. Leaving me and Dominic with alot of free time. Bore fest honestly. However during this period, I got quite alot of crap done. LIKE A NEW LAPTOP HEHEHEHE. VISTA IS PRETTY. Dom's such a pessimist about it Q_Q. I'm bored honestly, Need something to do. Other then gaming really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;I had thoughts of writing a story but, don't quite know what to write about. Sooo, perhaps if someone gave me a theme to write on, I'll come up with something. BTW, Thank Daphne for forcing me to read that silly AAL blog. Ah Lians are a stain to Singapore, yes. But they are, what differenciates us, brighter and less stupid people from the others. So, lets not blog about stupid people because without them, we'd stop looking brilliant. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Besides, I can't stand epic bitch fests. Oh yes anyways, after reading that blog, I decided to update as to prevent Daphne from burning her eyes from reading such things. I also loveeee those posters on her blogs. REALLY MOTIVATES ME. SO GIVE ME A THEME TO WRITE ON PLEASE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PS: I HAVE A WEBCAM NOW. HEHEHE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-7239847448656185477?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/7239847448656185477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=7239847448656185477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/7239847448656185477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/7239847448656185477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/06/sloth-oh-noez.html' title='SLOTH! OH NOEZ'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SEq4Om7ea-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/p2Z2lbePudw/s72-c/Sloth+-+Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-677733673513710163.post-8833027093926713280</id><published>2008-05-19T11:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:36.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three outings and not one blog post?! Omg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rofl, hai. ITS UPDATE TIME! Okay so basically three things to write about. Don't effing blame me if I can't remember lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets seeeeeee. Went out on 12th may and watched What Happens in Vegas with Nick, JT, Vincent the PURE HETEROSEXUAL, Jeremykittycat and Melvito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dotaed in the morning then went out later. After having arranged to meet with JT, I quickly changed knowing HOW I TAKE FOREVER TO DRESS UP. Which isn't really a guy thing is it? Metro sexual possibly. Speaking about Metro sexuality. I think the word sexuality is in such things to represent the sexiness from such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,153)"&gt;" How sexual. Mrowr!" - The Catkromancerz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;So, I head over to JT's place. Cool and fresh. THE MOMENT I STEP OUT OF THE LOBBY. I BURNEDDDDDD. Damn you weather. DAMN YOU! THE BLISTERING HEAT SEARING MY SKIN AJRGHGHGHG. I trudged on under the scorching sun and eventually reached JT's place. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;[ Normally, I'm the super...wait uhhh, FASHIONABLY late one. ] &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;Then he makes me wait fourty minutes... Outside his front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reached the bus stop, Melvito and Jeremy were already at Plaza Singapura. What the heck. Since when were TYPICAL teenage guys punctual what more, early. Normally the first and second guy that reaches there are considered punctual... Lolol teenage logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to watch What happens in Vegas. Ashton and Cameron pretty interesting if put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SDGOvRMv-cI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1E6xOp3g5yc/s1600-h/what-happens-vegas-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202095987311507906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SDGOvRMv-cI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1E6xOp3g5yc/s320/what-happens-vegas-poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pretty damn good movie. The plots pretty obvious though, the humor is great. From my perspective at least. Definitely a show worth the 7.50 or 10 bucks if you're watching on a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick kept saying it was a chick flick. Stuff you watch with your BF/GF or Girlfriends. Like zomg. Its a nice movie k rofl. GV GIVES U FREE IRON MAN TOYS FOR BUYING POPCORN COMBOS. I ripped Iron Man apart with ma clawz. Speaking about popcorn, I basically free loaded off JT and Vincent's popcorn. THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;" Vegas? VEGAS?! Long story, beautiful ending. Heh. - Catkromancerz on Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;Went out for a movie on Saturday with Melvix, Milken, JT and Vincent, we watched Iron Man. Once again, I stole more popcorn rofl. ALL YOUR POPCORN R BELONG TO DA CATKROMANCERZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SDGTDhMv-eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gQB4HxZdMMY/s1600-h/iron-man-poster2-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202100733250370018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SDGTDhMv-eI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gQB4HxZdMMY/s320/iron-man-poster2-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pretty damn good movie. Be sure to catch it this season before its out of the cinemas. A must watch really. After that, we went out for LaN Gaming&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;. We played Counter Strike and kicked Vincent's ass in Starcraft Brood War. Melvix went off after that though. Then we bugged JT to come over to my place for basketball rofl. On the way we stopped at Vincent's place to get the basketball. I swear the path there twists so much. And ITS DAMN SCARY. We got blackmail material on someone there. Whooowahahhahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Gaming... More Gaming. Can't remember rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Went out for dinner with Vincent, JT, Nick. Then we headed over to my place for basketball and Milken tagged along. Basically four matches were held and the last one was EPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and JT against Nick, Vincent and Milken. We held dominance over the ball till it was 10:6 then, the three, started using the gay triangle formation. And they even the odds. It was 10:10. Nick was going all about beautiful comebacks and Vincent was like " hur hur! Next time we tell this story to your grand children uhhhh. Then they cry hur hur." Then he shoots a three pointer. THE BALL FUCKING SPUN AROUND THE RIM. IT ALMOST WENT IN THEN, Dropped out. I dart towards the ball grab it and pass it over to JT. He darts pass the guys and scores. We WON! Zomg! After that we dotaed till 3 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;" It was like... a beautiful petunia blossoming! " - The Catkromancerz on their win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-8833027093926713280?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/8833027093926713280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=8833027093926713280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8833027093926713280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8833027093926713280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/05/three-outings-and-not-one-blog-post-omg.html' title='Three outings and not one blog post?! Omg.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SDGOvRMv-cI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1E6xOp3g5yc/s72-c/what-happens-vegas-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-677733673513710163.post-6207576013563312732</id><published>2008-05-01T21:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:36.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Okay, this post is longggggggg overdue rofl. Soz. So okay last saturday, the weekend before the exams, we had uh a study group that ended up playing basketball. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm dotaing and Vincent the Pure Heterosexual - Vincent asked for a name change. Wtf? - calls me and asks us to study together at my place's library. He comes, Milken comes and JT comes along. After about what felt like 45 minutes of studying for me, we left. Milken went to get his friends, Jordan - my ex school mate - and two other guys whom I have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while Milken and Vincent went to get their friends, JT and I went to my place and ensued in a Halo Match. Basically I thrash him for two rounds without vehicles and the last round, is tweaked in his favour and I get thrashed. He takes a scorpion tank. I take a Rocket Launcher. By the time I start homing in, I get shredded by shrapnel. FUN YA? Anyhoos I managed to kill him twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, we went down for basketball at my place. Since we had seven people, I decided to sit out to even the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, now the exciting part begins! We went for dinner. As usual, I ate the slowest. I like to play with ma food. Then this little kitty cat comes behind my chair. IT WAS OBVIOUZ HE COULDN'T RESIST THE CALL OF THE CATKROMANCERZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBm_FSTVrcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qHa_VdukdB0/s1600-h/Catkromancer-Blog+Use"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195393742681779650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBm_FSTVrcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qHa_VdukdB0/s320/Catkromancer-Blog+Use" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Look at that beautiful fur. So soft. So cute. It's stripped legs. BOW TO ME KITTY!" - Thy Catkromancerz On kitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBm_FiTVrdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XzfxqbSXGSU/s1600-h/Catkromancerz-Blog+Use"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195393746976746962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBm_FiTVrdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XzfxqbSXGSU/s320/Catkromancerz-Blog+Use" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"I'm sure all of us can tell this cat is very shy. Look, its avoiding the camera." - Thy Catkromancerz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBm_FiTVreI/AAAAAAAAAEc/OJ6Bf1P03Hs/s1600-h/Gheylords+-+Blog+Use"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195393746976746978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBm_FiTVreI/AAAAAAAAAEc/OJ6Bf1P03Hs/s320/Gheylords+-+Blog+Use" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Vincent the Pure Hetrosexual to my left; Jun.T to my right. Milken to the middle right and Jordan to the furthest left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,0,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;CHINESE EXAM REHGHGHGHGHGH. Damn. Scary stuff. Dominic and I, shared the same idea and brought a jacket to school to serve as a pillow. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1 - Compo - Letter writing.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot t3h format GG. Being a geniusssss, I wrote down NI HAO MA which is bound to get me one mark! Hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1 - Compo - some stupid question thing.&lt;br /&gt;Being unable to read the facking question, I just copy it down. And that is it. I'm done with Paper 1 in ten minutes. LEET OR LEET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat senses are tingling. The wrath of the chinese teacher shall descend upon thou.&lt;br /&gt;Mrowr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/677733673513710163-6207576013563312732?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/6207576013563312732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=6207576013563312732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6207576013563312732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6207576013563312732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/05/hai-to-joo-people.html' title=''/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBm_FSTVrcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qHa_VdukdB0/s72-c/Catkromancer-Blog+Use' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-677733673513710163.post-1597673554480502437</id><published>2008-04-28T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:36.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMGWTF OLD LADEH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Rofl, sorry. I was supposed to do this post like yesterday but, I didn't because Vincent has yet to send me the pictures of shit that happened on Saturday Night. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up. Went to church. Fucked up thing was that, I CAME JUST IN TIME FOR THE EFFING MID YEAR ASSESSMENT FOR CATH CLASS. Of all days I had to come. Basically, it was like a chinese paper except I knew what bullshit I was writing. Rofl I hope I pass. Anyways, for service attachment, I was posted to the Wardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ARE YOU EFFING KIDDING ME NOW? I'D RATHER TEACH AND SMILE AT PEOPLE AND SERVE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I was telling Sarah that as a warden, I might kill someone with those pole with bags at the end that they use for collecting our money. ( The church doesn't bloody need the donations. They're filthy rich. Honestly. And they still talk about Poverty. Infact, they're so rich, most of us can only dream of having such sums of money in the future. ) Back to where I was. Yes, I might put that thing over someones head and jab him with it. Muwhahahah! Warden of Death. Yes. Nice ring to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to begin the real story. Yes. It is a tale of horror, fright and possibly, sadistic humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to eat Aston's express at Bedok. My mum, being a grocery-shoppaholic, decided to leave me, a small little boy alone at the food court. There I was, alone, at the table looking at my measly Crispy Fried Fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBXuziTVrYI/AAAAAAAAADs/F2J4GMhABAM/s1600-h/Image%28803%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBXuziTVrYI/AAAAAAAAADs/F2J4GMhABAM/s320/Image%28803%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194320314390392194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Food reviews will be done in Orange! Wheee. Okay, the fish tasted great compared to alot of other fish and chips out there. It's very soft and is easy to cut apart ( Unlike those bloody tough fishes that I try so hard to rip apart only to find out it's batter like wtf. SCAMMED ME BEECH. ) Alot of herbs inside. However, after awhile, this tastes abit overpowering. I think its because of the huge portion. Theres a ton of value for money if you are really hungry though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid $5.90 for a large portion of Fish, Tasty Rice ( They really mean tasty ) and Onion Rings ( Very well done as well.) I dare say, far more worth it then any meal at your local fast food restaurant. Give it a try if you happen to past by. However, stop eating if you can't take anymore. Don't force yourself to eat. Thats just stupid. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So... this old lady comes up to me and talks to me in... Mandarin. WTF. My reflex action- which I practice alot with teachers. - I start nodding my head like one of those hula dolls. She sits down. WHAT THE HELLLLLLLL. SINCE WHEN DID I AGREE. Zomg. She starts to speak quicker. I panic and in desperation I message my friends on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first reply from Miah -&lt;br /&gt;Tell her, Ni Hen Mei, Wo Yao Gen Ni Zuo Ai. Try that. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I see you find old women pretty and don't mind screwing them... A fetish we didn't know about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Then, he says lololol, maybe shes Michael Jackson. Later she moonwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now from Shenzer -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say " Bu Yao Qi Fu Wo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF DOES THAT MEANNN? - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea Picked it up from a TV Programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF. - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she Crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is she sitting beside you? Try poking her or throw something at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because theres no space! Wtf? - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give her the stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its rude omg. - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no, not that stare. The one where you suspiciously stare where you look at her closely and circle around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lololol SMLJ? Since when was there such a stare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm scared. - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be calm. Prepare a fork when she strikes. You'll never know when and how she will strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how she'll strike? - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't but I think she'll bite me while I'm eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh yea, I know I'm juicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;From my Senior, Rabid Squirrel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you don't know how to speak chinese and walk away if you haven't ordered or have food on the table and who are you with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone and I've ordered. - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, wtf are you doing there then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating... - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, you're sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHA YOU'RE OH SO HELPFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Last but not least, the god of Nickism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beat this UK Guy 1v1 Hes level 18. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice, I'm being owned by an old lady at language skills. - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?!? - Bert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rape her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO COMMENT HERE. And people say I'm twisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBXu0CTVrZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IXJ1ZAdh9YY/s1600-h/Image%28805%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBXu0CTVrZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IXJ1ZAdh9YY/s320/Image%28805%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194320322980326802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; These were the remains of the old lady's food. Such a beast she was. - Catkromancerz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I ate and departed quickly and went to NTUC. ZOMG NTUC SUCKS NOW K. ONE REASON. THEY LIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBXu0CTVraI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oBqXuXNs4xc/s1600-h/Image%28807%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBXu0CTVraI/AAAAAAAAAD8/oBqXuXNs4xc/s320/Image%28807%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194320322980326818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Such deceitful bastards. To think I love them. Addiction is a pity. - Catkromancer on Coke Zero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;COKE ZERO DOES NOT TASTE ANYTHING LIKE COKE. NOT AT ALL. Infact, its just coke light with a new label. Really thats all it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU KNOW ARTIFICIAL SUGAR PROMOTES CANCER? THUS COKE ORIGINAL IS HEALTHIER THEN COKE ZERO / LIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw the most disgusting, most filthy, terrible sight. One that had disheartened me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBXu0STVrbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HIXJNIC--_k/s1600-h/Image%28809%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBXu0STVrbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HIXJNIC--_k/s320/Image%28809%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194320327275294130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;" You bastards " - Catkromancerz on the new Coke Shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WHERE DID ALL THE ORIGINAL COKE GO? YOU BASTARDS! Sick sick people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it for Sunday. I'll blog about saturday probably tomorrow when I get t3h picturz from Vincent, Gay Man Extraordinaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/677733673513710163-1597673554480502437?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/1597673554480502437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=1597673554480502437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1597673554480502437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1597673554480502437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/04/zomgwtf-old-ladeh.html' title='ZOMGWTF OLD LADEH!'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SBXuziTVrYI/AAAAAAAAADs/F2J4GMhABAM/s72-c/Image%28803%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-677733673513710163.post-8753103361143639826</id><published>2008-04-23T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T20:38:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zomg sorreh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okai! I'm back after like eleven days. Then again, I didn't go anywhere. :D Rofl okay anyways, first I'd like to begin this with good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE FOUND A WAY PAST THE EMOTICON BLOCK ON MSN! HOORAY. NOW I CAN GIVE YOU PEOPLE :D ON MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that fabulous news. Make love now! Quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been nice to me. Spent sometime with my clique. Managed to get Warcraft III installed on Jun.T's PC. HE IS T3H FAIL AT PCZOR! Lololololol. Games were pretty screwed up.  Basically it was Me, Nick, Jun.T, Melvix and Jeremy. Melvix went into QQ fest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Its official. I have requested to return back to NA. I hope things go well! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I R QQ NOW. My leet planning skills for the BBQ to be on the 23rd of May has been screwed. The Indonesians are going back. This was the conversation with Vincent. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[ Hur Hur, Vincent has quite alot of hitters. lololol. His Indonesian girl friends are going to get jealousss.] &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And on a more serious note, his Indonesian girlfriends are non existent! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vincent: Eh Albert, can make the party earlier? Like 15th may like that?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Har? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Vincent : We ( Indonesians ) are going back.&lt;br /&gt;Me : But! Its just like 8 more days! Can't you wait? Its the beginning of our holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Vincent : Don't want lah. Later I see the exam marks then no mood liao.&lt;br /&gt;Me : WTFBBQ!?!?!@!312321 But its Jun.T's Bday and Clan's creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about ends it.&lt;br /&gt;J00( you ) CHOOSE MARKS OVER YOUR CLIQUEEEEE. BASTARDD. RAWR!&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however, will not post-pone the party. LOL QQ MUCH. When better to put a BBQ at the very start of the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy Catkromancer must tend to people now! Toodles. I'll probably edit this later when I get some pictures from Miah. Kbai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/677733673513710163-8753103361143639826?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/8753103361143639826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=8753103361143639826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8753103361143639826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8753103361143639826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/04/zomg-sorreh.html' title='Zomg sorreh'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-7347463378454423299</id><published>2008-04-12T15:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:46:37.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;  Like any normal kid, I went to school on friday. I came, I saw, I survived it. Okay anyways, after that I went over to Jun.T's place with the objective of fixing in virus wrecked PC. Lolol. I found 30 different viruses and 1131 infected files. The funniest thing? It was his sisters laptop. Even I don't have that many viruses.  Anyways here are two free anti viruses which I think are pretty damn effective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;www.malwareguard.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;www.safer-networking.org/en/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;BTW HIS DOG IS CRAZY. My cat claws made her run absolute fear though. Begone bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Also, I managed to catch a movie with my ex tutor. Jia Zhen. A very nice and hardworking girl. [ Shes not spoilt like me. Life styles are incredibly different.] I say, her boyfriend is quite smart to get her. Congrats to him. And me bugging her ages ago to get a boy friend. Muwahahha the Catkromancerz triumphs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;We watched Definitely, Maybe. Some show about this guy who has a daughter that bugs him about who her mum is. After some persistent bugging, he gives in and tells her the story. That begins the show. The girls are all very much different. So yea its pretty interesting. Give it a watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SABghRX9ocI/AAAAAAAAADU/kXBi5J18jOs/s1600-h/Definitely,+Maybe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SABghRX9ocI/AAAAAAAAADU/kXBi5J18jOs/s320/Definitely,+Maybe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188252895446671810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, anyways, I'm back. Now where was I? Her boyfriend, Philip (I HOPE I SPELT THAT RIGHT ) sent me back home in his car which smells very much like sandalwood. Dove Calming Night uses Sandalwood. It is the sex. Utterly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SAGWWTlq5ZI/AAAAAAAAADc/I6DXCZ9w-hI/s1600-h/night_body_wash_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SAGWWTlq5ZI/AAAAAAAAADc/I6DXCZ9w-hI/s320/night_body_wash_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188593555667084690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                    [Good stuff honestly, I'd substitute it for catnip. ]&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Personally, I'm glad because I'm actually doing something with my life. Also, we ate at Phin's pretty expensive place sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The Day After, Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Went out for dinner with me buddies. Michael, Vincent, Milken and I. A foursome. How delightful. Well anyways heres how we selected the place. Actually how Vincent, selected the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Milken: Eh, where you wanna eat?&lt;br /&gt;Vincent: Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Milken: Albert coming leh.&lt;br /&gt;Vincent: Oh! Albert. Aiyoh he like to eat high class food. We go eat Cafe Cartel okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;WHAT NONSENSE! EAT HIGHCLASS FOOD?!? ME?! Pshhhh. Whos been asking us to eat Mee Pok ( Some cheap noodle thing ) at hawker centers. Then, who made us eat at KFC zomgggg so expensive. Sigh. A twenty dollar meal isn't cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I ordered a Fish and Chip meal for $16.70 [Inclusive of drink and soup] It was decent at best. I've tasted better Fish and Chip at this foodcourt stall in Bedok. Its the little foodcourt behind the library. $3.80 during happy hours. Good stuff really. Very fresh fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked alot of crap. Lolol. Things you wouldn't want to know about. Anyways! Here a picture of my friend Michael and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                        &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SAGY4zlq5aI/AAAAAAAAADk/6H9dWRcYRQY/s1600-h/I_think_they_look_alike_haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SAGY4zlq5aI/AAAAAAAAADk/6H9dWRcYRQY/s320/I_think_they_look_alike_haha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188596347395827106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;As Vincent, Gay Man Extraordinaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; has said "Albert look like dying man sia!" Personally, I think I look drugged. TRUTH IS, MICHAEL WAS STEALING ALL MY HAPPY! LOOK AT HIS HAPPY SMILE! THAT BASTARD! Lol Kidding. I just look weird often. WANT TO BUY MORE GLAMOUROUS SHOTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So total in all, we spent 80 dollars, on 4 dishes and a tic-tac-toe ( Fries, Wedges and some thing for $5.60) After which, we left for MacDonalds for their desert which is also, ridiculously cheap. Lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to 7-11 after that. While queuing up, I felt something sharp crawling up my neck. I clawed at it again. IT WAS A FKING UGLY BROWN CATERPILLAR WTFUCK?! And on a more serious note, thank goodness it wasn't one of those hairy ones or i'd be itching all over. The caterpillar received very little mercy from my shoe's sole. [ BAD SHOE SOLE SQUISH INSECT! BASTARDDDDDD! ] :D for me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today folks. Toodlessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-7347463378454423299?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/7347463378454423299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=7347463378454423299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/7347463378454423299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/7347463378454423299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/04/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QVzycjoZLuw/SABghRX9ocI/AAAAAAAAADU/kXBi5J18jOs/s72-c/Definitely,+Maybe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-677733673513710163.post-6765503055975077655</id><published>2008-04-09T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T16:40:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH HEM GEE! A VIDEO OF A MUSIC CATDIGY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So me, being a very busy person, checked out youtube for no particular reason and, I found these two videos! One on a cat thats extremely leet. So leet she plays the piano. Probably better then I myself. The other being one about a hamster. They're both fairly short so take a short moment to watch them. Oh, I also just found another one. Its a fairly entertaining catfight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZ860P4iTaM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZ860P4iTaM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  Nora definately outwits Betsy's student in terms of skill! Nora clearly stole the show. Who would have known there was a cat so leet. In the words of the Catkromancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shes puuuuurrrr-fect. I'm going to fire my personal musician and hire her. Truely she is fit to serve me." - Catkromancerz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; font-style: normal; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfqNXADl3kU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rfqNXADl3kU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic; "&gt;Wow, fat, furry and cute. Not to mention quite greedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"I R ONLY FEEDING HIM SO I CAN EATS HIM LATER! MROWR!" - Catkromancerz on the Hamster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; font-style: normal; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CezNIRYYGY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-CezNIRYYGY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Mrowr! Catfight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"These two cats were merely fighting for their king's entertainment. Such loyal subjects. DEATH TO COGNAC FOR LOSING. WHAT A FAILURE." - Catkromancerz on the Fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-6765503055975077655?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/6765503055975077655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=6765503055975077655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6765503055975077655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6765503055975077655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-hem-gee-video-of-music-catdigy.html' title='OH HEM GEE! A VIDEO OF A MUSIC CATDIGY!'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-56446703874093795</id><published>2008-04-07T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:31:30.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catkromancerz = Phantom Assassin?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img220.imageshack.us/img220/1669/mortred2ji1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  So, I found out something interesting today... My friends were trying to match DotA characters to people they knew in real life. Funny enough, I was matched to the Phantom Assassin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy, cunning and deadly. I say, like a cat! - Catkromancerz on the Phantom Assassin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img220.imageshack.us/img220/1669/mortred2ji1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;               [ Okay, I'll admit, I'm as sexy and seductive as that. Don't deny it. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;  The Phantom Assassin or Warden, has these abilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span class="header3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;de&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Lie in wait for enemies without attacking. (Will respond to attacks).  Units will hold position and hold their fire, so when they are Shadowmelding, they will not break  their own invisibility. It's very handy for running away from a battle. The Hide ability is disabled during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I am Catlike so yea, I do hide pretty well. Muwahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span class="header3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;an of Knives&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; The Warden flings a flurry of knives at multiple enemy targets around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hmmm, this would probably be me bitching to the people around me. My words are like knives sometimes. So yea they cut you emotionally! Muwahhahahahahhaha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[ On a more serious note, I've cut down on bitching quite alot! I'm suchhh a nice person. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span class="header3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;link or Blink Strike&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Short distance teleportation that allows the Warden to move in and out of combat. Where as with Blink Strike, I teleport to the enemy and hit him for additional damage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this would basically be me jumping or moving faster then expected to a point and hitting someone. Which I do pretty often. Okay so I'm a violent person. But I don't hit many people just a few friends. Kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span class="header3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sha&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;ow Strike or Stifling Dagger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Hurls a poisoned dagger which deals large initial damage, and then deals damage over time. The poisoned unit has its  movement rate slowed for a short duration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this would be a really hurtful thing I have said to someone. When people are cut emotionally they think about it, contemplate, and cry more aka QQ. Since their disfocused they're slowed down! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[ I DON'T BITCH THAT MUCH!!! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span class="header3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;engeance&lt;/b&gt; (Ultimate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Creates a powerful avatar that summons invulnerable spirits from friendly corpses to attack your enemies. When the  &lt;a href="http://www.battle.net/war3/nightelf/units/avatarofvengeance.shtml"&gt;Avatar of Vengeance&lt;/a&gt; dies, the spirits vanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this would probably be the grudges that a Scorpio like me can hold which ranges from a short while to forever. We backstab you and people follow. Victor knows fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phantom Assassin blends into her surroundings thus making her harder to see and harder to hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;This would be when I'm acting " emo" or going all on about my leave me alone vibes. Which gives me a low profile thus harder to notice. Harder to hit because you probably wouldn't want to hit someone who wants to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="mana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coup de grâce&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Phantom Assassin has refined her hero-killing skills to a high degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Basically, I just hit really really hard at times. This would be my favourite out of all the skills. Works well against the occasional asshole, Razor aka Jun.T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[ I don't hit him that often now!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; One of my most memorable times of using this skill was when I was chasing Ai Yang and lets just say struck his back so loudly that a thunderclap erupted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So, anyways, they linked this character to me because&lt;br /&gt;1. I squeal like a girl sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;2. I speak good english like her.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm very flexible / agile.&lt;br /&gt;4. I "don't" have leg hair.&lt;br /&gt;5. That if I were to wear a green cape, bicycle helmet and hold a frying pan, I'd look like her. WOW! Oh and I'd probably need to put some sillicon down there and spray paint myself purple. Oh oh, and grow really long hair and ears!&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm uber sexy just like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I admit I do squeal like a girl sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I speak good english.&lt;br /&gt;I am very flexible and probably quite agile.&lt;br /&gt;I do have leg hair cept its not long, curly and everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I have no comment on point number five.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I do agree that I am uber sexy. Like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That person looks too hawt to be you.&lt;br /&gt;From Reila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response&lt;br /&gt;Hur hur, sounds like a jealous girl! And by the way a BMI of 17 is underweight. Mind you, I have that BMI as well. Your not alone. :D&lt;br /&gt;PS. JEALOUSY IS A BAD THING GIRL - Catkromancerz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I'm trying very hard to get my BMI to 20+. Like the Catkromancerz says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Its one less flaw and one step closer to perfect. " - Catkromancerz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thanks to Jeremy, Right Paw, Second Claw of the Catkromancerz for all the info!&lt;br /&gt;:D for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lololol.&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/677733673513710163-56446703874093795?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/56446703874093795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=56446703874093795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/56446703874093795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/56446703874093795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/04/catkromancerz-phantom-assassin.html' title='Catkromancerz = Phantom Assassin?!?!'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-7581943744698726169</id><published>2008-04-06T21:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T00:21:08.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAWR THE KITTY IS HUNGREH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Apparently, alot of people don't know what leet means. Its gamer slang for awesome, great, fabulous, glamourous and other great awesome, fabulous, glamourous words! That is why the word leet is leet truely. The Leet King forgives you for not knowing what leet means! Go now and spread the word! Anyways heres a poem from the Catkromancerz for you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A poem, by the Catkromancerz - WHILE STARVING AWAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i R KITTEH KAT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i R HUNGREH,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i R COOK NOODLES,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i R COOK NOODLES WITH MANY MANY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BEEF BALLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyways I was talking with my friends in church earlier. If you named your son Jia Qiu aka Add balls. His friends wouldn't be able to call him a ball-less faggot. Its like leet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyways heres another odd fact, Both Hitler and Alexander the Great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[ He may be great for conquering most of the world but hes great to me for being a bisexual. WIN. ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;both had one testicle. Like omgwtfbbqchocolatecakeswithcatnip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;DO YOU SMELL WHAT THE CATKROMANCERZ IS COOKING? Over and Out, Bert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-7581943744698726169?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/7581943744698726169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=7581943744698726169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/7581943744698726169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/7581943744698726169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/04/rawr-kitty-is-hungreh.html' title='RAWR THE KITTY IS HUNGREH'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-6481071841801743962</id><published>2008-04-06T19:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T00:28:19.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italics are Addictive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;Well helloooo. Today has been a fairly decent day. I updated my friendster with new photos. Mostly from events in 2007 and Chinese New Year from this year. Also, managed to go buy groceries with my mum as well as return the library comics I borrowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;Conversation with Mum at the Library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "&gt;Mum: I think, I'll borrow these two magazines. [ Real Simple ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "&gt;Me: Um, alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "&gt;We proceed to the funny borrowing machine station thingy where I stare at my mum waiting for her to take out her identification card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "&gt;Mum: Ehhh, use your card leh. I think mine has fines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); "&gt;I need not say more. Rofl. So anyways I went to NTUC, and couldn't find my Myojo Char Mee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myojosingapore.com/images/spicy_ramen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.myojosingapore.com/images/spicy_ramen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW CAN YOU DITCH ME? I R EAT MANY OF YOU IF I FINDS YOU. RAWR! - Catkromancerz. ( On a more serious note, I'm allergic to most seafoods. Sigh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;After purchasing my new headphones, I've been using them instead of my speakers. I seem to hear things I shouldn't be hearing. Like... like... Dialogue in Michael Jackson Songs! Now you might be wondering why is Albert listening to Michael Jackson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;My reply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;HES LEET STFU I LIKE HIS MUSIC K. GO AWAY YOU MICHAEL JACKSON HATERZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;I spent some time DotAing with Jeremy (aka Miah, Remy, Jeremies), Melvix aka Melvito, Nicholas, soon to be creator of Nickism, Shaggism, and Nicholasism. Don't ask really. The games were decent at best. We basically went around smashing things and dying after that. So besides us four, there was TSAO. Games get pretty damn intense and exciting with him around. Heh. No joke there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[ Why hasn't Tsao even added me on MSN! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tsao is Win. - Albert, The Catkromancerz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And questions from reader!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;You condition your hair?! And, your posting is screwed! - Reila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;My reply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Well duh! Hair as soft as mine doesn't magically come to me. Then again, spending three minutes conditioning hair isn't very hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;SO MAYBE ITS MAGIC. I DUNNO. By the way, my posting isn't screwed! Its just misunderstood and then was screwed by your mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;for you! I gives you the foul, evil, malicious, deceitful, sinister, corrupt, putrid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;THE EVIL TWIN OF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Presenting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;D: &lt;--- ZOMG GASH. THE EVIL TWIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anyways, I've been thinking about what Vincent commented about the pic I posted on friendster. Okay like why the fuck does blogspot put the uploaded photo at the top thats just retarded seriously... [ I know I suck at blogging. So will someone tell me how to fix this? Copying and repasting isn't exactly fun to do.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:12px;"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/photos/28360978/1/547515689 Link to the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyways, he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"I know this guy...!" - Vincent Santoso, Gay Man Extraordinaire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;The question comes to mind. Vincent knows this guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;DOES THAT MEAN THAT THEY CLONED HIM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;THEN, HOW MANY DID THEY CLONE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY VINCENT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;And,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW MANY VINCENTS CAN THE WORLD HANDLE!?!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anyways, I'm off for now. Toodles to you people. RAWR. And I kept my promise I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-6481071841801743962?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/6481071841801743962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=6481071841801743962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6481071841801743962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6481071841801743962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/04/italics-are-addictive.html' title='Italics are Addictive.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-5015857458235456050</id><published>2008-04-06T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T03:16:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting and Me.</title><content type='html'>Lawl! Okay. Feel free to skip the bottom half the the previous post. Its bloody bloody long! Though maybe possibly, interesting. Just take it as a long post for the previous 5 months of not blogging at all okay? Kek! Anyways I just learnt that I could change the colours of the text. Thats like uber.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I'll try to keep future posts short, sweet and humourous. No promises there however.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bert, :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-5015857458235456050?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/5015857458235456050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=5015857458235456050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/5015857458235456050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/5015857458235456050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/04/posting-and-me.html' title='Posting and Me.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-5516338133184046444</id><published>2008-04-06T00:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T03:14:13.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coke.'/><title type='text'>I'VE BEEN REALLLLLLLY BUSY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;  I've been very tied up with things! Things like, playing Warcraft, chatting and the beautiful art of Procrastination.  Really. I mean like, WHO GETS TIED UP WITH THESE THINGS. Simply said, Me. :D ( Thy face is made from 100% WIN ) Pity you don't see me using that much. Tsk tsk. Even worse, you can't use that face on MSN. LIKE WTFACK. ITS A BLOODY EMOTICON? LIKE GHEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Oh well, so you don't get to see my use the FACE OF SUPREME AWESOMENESS while chatting. Soooo, heres a whole line for you people who might still be reading my blog which I promised to update 5 months ago and did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;FEELING AWESOME NOW? HELL YEA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Some of you might be thinking, WOW, DAMN RIGHT. Well good for you. And some might be going J00 R FULL OF SHIT. Well, what can I say besides :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So anyways, here I am back to blogging. After a very very long disappearance. I SWEAR THE GNOMES CAPTURED ME AND TRIED TO MAKE ME THEIR KING. ITS THAT PINK LIL GNOME'S FRIENDS. Well, you probably want to know more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So grab a cup of Coke. Yes it has to be Coke. Nu huh. Don't even try to object. Coke is godly. The Brownish Sparkle that is Coke. The everlasting sweetness much like CANDY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Coke is Teh "Sex" ( In drink form )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Its obvious that Coke is Teh "Sex" because Polar Bears are endangered because their all drinking Coke. Who needs to copulate when they have like 500 ML of "Sex" Also, I'm kidding copulation is a necessary thing. Its also probably quite enjoyable. Like I would know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://seoblackhat.com/images/coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://seoblackhat.com/images/coke.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;     [ THIS IS EVIDENCE THAT POLAR BEARS DRINK COKE! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Okay, enough about Coke. I suppose you have a cup full with you now. Let the story begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Viewer Discretion Advised. This was written with the writer in fatigue and also slight irritation because his friends FKING LEFT HIM FOR SLEEP. WTFUCK? SLEEP OVER TWO YEARS OF FRIENDSHIP?  BITCHESSSSS. Well, except Melvix who is leet but obviously inferior to my supreme leetness. I'm so leet he felt the urge to be gay with me. The effects of exposure to a greater leetness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;- CHANGE IN SEXUALITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;- DENIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;- WTFUCK? And other things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;  It was a special day. A once in a year day. November the Ninth, also, Albert's Birthday aka 9/11/SOMEYEAROKAY. He was turning fourteen! Not much of a milestone but at least, a reason to celebrate. As the events of the day unfolded and came to a close, Bert [ Whos really damn Leet ] returned back to the comforts of his home where he blogged [ ITS THE PREVIOUS POST MIND YOU ] about the events of the day. He typed down the things that came into his mind, filled with utter nonsense, perversity and probably bits of insanity and in time, he was done writing about his birthday. [ PHEW REALLY, THAT TOOK FOREVER. I HAD A WRITERS BLOCK. ] He went to view his blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;  As the page loaded, Bert stared in awe at the spectacle occurring infront of his very eyes! The plated pink midget was crawling out of his Uber Sexy LCD screen. The midget's armored body was most odd! Albert was offended by the creatures imperfection yet its pink hair and beard left his speechless. Truely this creature was without a doubt, MANLY. [CHUCK NORRIS IS OBVIOUSLY MUCH MANLIER AND UBER] Albert was in utter awe. If only he could have his hairs dyed a beautiful pink just like the gnome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;The gnome jumped out of the screen. His little HAPPY FEET landing on Albert's keyboard with some impact, his keyboard just broke. The humanoid spoke. Bert was also pissed because his keyboard broke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;"Come, come with me to a place where you get to study faster! So fast, you'll skip a whole year of studying!" spoke the creature. It had a deep little boy voice. How deceitfully manly yet somewhat childish. Albert was seduced by the creature and its offer. In his moment of weakness, he accepted. He went to express. Little did he know of the pain and regret to come in it's wake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Express had other humans much like himself. They were however, much much more book wormish [ THAT HAD BETTER BE A WORD] And also, I kid. They're just alot more studious) as compared to Albert and his Friends whom he had left behind. Week after week, he was tormented. The workload was immense. At first they came slowly, and were dealt with swiftly but eventually, they overwhelmed Albert. His discipline broke. He gave in. Now in a grave filled with paper which continually grows along with its tasks. Worst of all, he missed his dearest companions whom he used to see on a daily basis besides that, the pain of seeing them escape the place of his torment earlier then him brought him to his knees. Occasionally, he'd get to chat with one of his dearest companions one such being Ai Yang, the last of the Story Weavers from the previous year. The chats would get fairly intense and interesting. Albert left many times with a smile upon his face, wrecked with misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;[ Seriously, EXPRESS IS LIKE THE FAST WAY TO MISERY. You know, its funny how doctors and my parents tell me its the normal. WTFuck. It isn't the normal. Express is already one of the fastest ways to the O Levels in the world. The workload is tremendous, you won't have much free time and would probably spend the free time, revising. Utter bullocksssss. What teenage memories will you have besides hugging books and perhaps mugging with classmates. Truth be told, Express is the "Normal" ONLY BECAUSE, Singapore made Express and that some kids are going there. Because of that, some parents get envious la la etc. gossip spreads. People stress their kids into express and now you have it as the "Normal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Think about how this affects the egos of those within the Normal Academic Stream ( WHICH IS THE NORMAL BECAUSE IT PROGRESSES AT THE SAME RATE AS THE WORLD) being branded as inferior because they couldn't get into Express. They'd be demoralised. I myself, have been subject to this. Honestly, I couldn't give a shit because at least, I'd have joyful, and fond memories of how I spent my teenage years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I will not live in Regret. Unfortunately, I am now.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;He sought to meet them again, he made contact and thus, Saturdays, the sixth day on Earth, were days where they'd escape from the evils and meet up, chill and do STUFF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Today, was one such day. Albert spent his early afternoon searching for new headphones for his PSP. A extremely handy device for entertainment and communication as well as information gathering. ( MY PSP LCD BROKE AND IT COST $122 TO FIX IT. LIKE CRY MORE PLEASE? THATS BLOODY FLUFFING EXPENSIVE. ) He spent the rest of the day hugging the PC beside his friends, fighting to save the World Tree or the Frozen Throne aka Playing DotA in which he went to strangle his closest friend, Jun Ting for "Backdooring" which is more or less cheating and thus, his knight fell to the might of my strangle and cunningness. Muwahhahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Bert also bought $37 dollar earphones and he feels scammed. Though, he feels that they are incredibly sexy. So nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Bert and his compadres grew hungry as time passed by. They boarded a bus and set off for food that would satisfy their hunger. They came upon a fast food restaurant. KFC. Bert being broke after spending three quarters of his cash on earphones, whined and asked to eat cheaper food. His pleas fell upon deaf ears. Then, a fair maiden came upon him like a savior. [ SHE HAD KFC COUPONS. She was truely, LEET. SHE EVEN SAID I COULD KEEP THEM LATER WEETS. ] There was one requirement to the coupons however, ONE WAS TO HAVE A BUDDY TO SHARE THE MEAL WITH! Being quick witted, Michael grabbed Albert as his partner. Vincent with Nicholas. Milken pranced off and went solo leaving Jun Ting, BUDDYLESS. &lt;- OWNED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;They ate like vikings. Most importantly, they ate their fill. They talked and laughed so hard, Michael ended up regurgitating his fries. Bert threw a fly at Jun.T for some reason. Which he calls " Fry Slap " Being a cunning dog, Jun.T put flame to the arrow sent at him. He dipped the fry in cheese and tossed it back at Albert landing in his hair. Much laughter was had.  [ Truth be told, I still wanted to order large popcorn chicken with a regular coke after that but like fuck, I don't want to be a glutton much like Victor, Bane of DotA Team mates all around. AND ALSO, WTFUCK SIF THROW CHEESE FRY INTO MY HAIR. MY GLORIOUS CONDITIONED HAIR. ] Bert swore to plan his revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;After that they left and went to go watch Liverpool VS Arsenal. Honestly, whats so exciting about soccer matches. The only parts where I was hyped up was like at the last few minutes where the ball was right at the goal's door. MILKEN HAS A BLOODY LEET VIEW OF THE SEA. WTH. IMBA. If I do ever go to his place at night, I'll be sure to take a picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;And that was it. As for the pink gnome, well... Heres what happened. Even though he was incredibly manly, my supreme leetness overpowered him. His armors betrayed him and melted off him. And now, hes the poster boy for my blog header. Cool huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Well, its late, and I'm sleepy sooooo toodles world. And I need to fix that fucked up chatbox. STUPID THING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Peace Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;T3H CATCROMANCERZ, Leet King, Albert aka Alberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-5516338133184046444?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/5516338133184046444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=5516338133184046444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/5516338133184046444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/5516338133184046444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-been-reallllllly-busy.html' title='I&apos;VE BEEN REALLLLLLLY BUSY.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-3365941523467941429</id><published>2007-11-09T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:56:15.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Its Been... 17 days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  Just like my title says, its been seventeen days since I've blogged.  Haha, been very lazy recently, kept putting it off. Most of the time I left it at the posting page and didn't leave a word. Anyways if your wondering bout the new font, I think its classy and classy is sexy. And sexy is part of the " Get Sexy Campaign "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;font-size:130%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Haha sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as far as my memory goes back. I recall going LaN gaming with Vincent and Victor at Gamers a couple of days after I last blogged. Victor kept crying about how his Spirit Breaker couldn't hurt my Dragon Knight because of my super high armor. Lol. Met Vincents brother, who looks extremely youthful. Hes very quiet however. And his friend, Dewa whos name I can't really remember.  I played alot with the MmM crew recently. Its been pretty fun playing with them. Pretty stressful as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, JT, Vincent and his friends came over to play Basketball a couple of times. Bleh, I'm horrible at that game. Vincent and Victors left for Indonesia its been pretty boring without Vincent and Victor owes me Ajisen Ramen because I got double digits for my Chinese! Lol. Wonder how their doing now. Hopefully, Victor loses weight. And I mean plenty of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Additional Maths Bridging course has been a bitch. Quite literally. Stuffing us with knowledge on things like Quadratic Equations, Pythogras Theorem and alot of other shit. My math is only adequate so I'm not as quick as others. And hell I don't know how I'm going to survive once I head into the tougher enviroment. The Express Stream. Bleh. Its like a pressurized chamber. Actually it is. Unless your a genius. People say Singapore's education system is very stressful due to tests, homework and the never ending waves of exams. Justs keeps pouring down. Personally, I don't quite know what to say about it. I've been having quite alot of fun with my friends in school. Their probably the ONLY reason I go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the school days, Jun Ting invited me, thesurfer, *Victor and David over to play pool which we did. We were playing midgame when *Sebastian pops into the room. Obviously, hes booked the room so we had no choice but to leave. Lol. He pops in with another guy. And only that other guy. I can't say I don't have my Suspicions. So after that, having nothing to do in Jun Ting's place, we decided to head over to my place for soccer. I just played goalie because I'm too lazy to run about. Lol. Nick met his long lost mug root beer bottle in my place's mini mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also held a barbecue recently, it was meant to celebrate the end of the exams. But only 6 out of the 20 came. But it was great honestly. I now think small gatherings are by far, better then big ones as the more people, the more they group up. So you'll have like 4 groups of people walking about. And doing their own things. Surprisingly, we managed to finish almost all of the food. Probably because Nick cooks them so damn good... Fuhhhh.... Danial is bloody funny seriously. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing alot of The Black Road on Warcraft III recently as well. Got myself a level 130 Warlock. Its been pretty good so far just need to farm some items. Bleh. Farming is dreadfully boring. Anyways, my bro and kertie aka *Nick have been asking me to play Hellgate London.  I'm abit dissappointed with it but I guess I will play with them since theres barely anything else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, its my Birthday today. Haha. Surprisingly, a ton of friends wished me Happy Birthday and one of them needed to be reminded. Haha. To all the peeps that wished me Happy Birthday, Thanks alot! Love ya'll guys. Well, thats about it for today. I'm gonna head out later at night for a Overnight LaN session with my friends. Toodles till next time. And I promise I'll update you guys within the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There are two Nicks. Kertie is Nicholas Law and Surfer is Nicholas Cheng or least I think it is.&lt;br /&gt;* Is before Victor left for Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;* My primary school buddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/677733673513710163-3365941523467941429?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/3365941523467941429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=3365941523467941429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/3365941523467941429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/3365941523467941429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-its-been-17-days.html' title='So Its Been... 17 days.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-677733673513710163.post-5762469271024387067</id><published>2007-10-23T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:36:24.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Dolphin '05 Reunion</title><content type='html'>Aight, Aisyah and I have finally decided upon the date, time and place for the 6 Dolphin Reunion which is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date : 9th November&lt;br /&gt;Time : 12:00 PM till 6 PM or even later for some of us.&lt;br /&gt;Place : Shaw Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Aisyah demanded that it had to be on the 9th November and its on my birthday which totally blows. It makes it seem as if I'm self centered anyways, she demands it sooooo ya. So anyways, as a present from all of you, Just come. Thats enough. Okay? kkthx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 PM to 6PM because Aisyah's parents don't let her stay out too long but some of us who can could stay longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaw Centre so we can go shopping in town later! Wheeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we'll have lunch together and prolly go catch a movie later. Please tell or contact me if you can't make it so we can change the stuff to accommodate for you.  Look forward to seeing you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-5762469271024387067?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/5762469271024387067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=5762469271024387067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/5762469271024387067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/5762469271024387067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/10/6-dolphin-05-reunion.html' title='6 Dolphin &apos;05 Reunion'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-6175592766921270597</id><published>2007-10-20T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T15:51:07.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSP and Hellgate Pwnage</title><content type='html'>Heyya, I know I was supposed to blog once I came back but as much as I'd love to say " I took 3 days to get back from Sim Lim." I can't for that would be a lie. So anyways, I did go to Sim Lim and I bought a PSP Slim &amp;amp; Lite. Haha I got the piano black one. The enamel coating owns the first PSP anyday. The extra 32 MB of UMD memory helps loading alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I bought mine for $275 sadly, It only came with the charger and the PSP console. After that I followed my bro to Wheelock Place to repair his spoilt iPod screen unfortunately, they can't fix that. Now how retarded is it that you can't fix your own product. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marking day so, we headed over to JT's place for a swim. JT was so hyped about my PSP being able to connect to the net and his PSP ( older version ) being unable to. Haha, he visited some sites that he was underaged for in public. Lol. I hope I'm not being too obvious haha. So we swam and more like ended up talking and wrestling. Seriously can't fight in the water. Punches are so slow that they don't even hurt.  Left at 12 PM to go out and buy my PSP USB cable, casing, headphone and some games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought FF 7 Crisis Core but it was in Japanese. Fuck, the game is great but really can't understand what to do. So yea went to return it. Sigh hope the english ver comes out soon. Traded Crisis Core for Monster Hunter Freedom and some gundam game that Reubs ( My bro ) already completed. Belle and Alex bought me DnD Tactics. Gonna try it out soon. Wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea and when I found out that I couldn't play Crisis Core at all, I also found out that I was selected to BETA TEST Hellgate London. So far the game is PWNAGE. But the AI sucks. And it has some glitches to fix. No fun if the AI sucks balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 6800 GT doesn't have any problems with the graphics at the highest settings and according to my brother, his 5500 doesn't either. Both of us are using Nvidia GCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Can't remember what I did! Felt sad that I didn't go to school haha. Was Jun Ting's last week in school and I wasn't even there a single day cept on Monday. So I hellgated with Bryan (Senior ) Hellgate rocks when you have a friend to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Here I am now typing this lol. Played monster hunter till 6 in the Morn. Fucking dinosaurs. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-6175592766921270597?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/6175592766921270597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=6175592766921270597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6175592766921270597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6175592766921270597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/10/psp-and-hellgate-pwnage.html' title='PSP and Hellgate Pwnage'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-8043252739010021808</id><published>2007-10-17T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T13:52:05.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The After Exams</title><content type='html'>Been really busy recently with all the exams and stuff. Since you'd probably not want to hear about the exams. Eck gotta head to Sim Lim BRB In a bit. Will post once I'm back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-8043252739010021808?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/8043252739010021808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=8043252739010021808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8043252739010021808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8043252739010021808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/10/after-exams.html' title='The After Exams'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-8928252384364345749</id><published>2007-10-03T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:40:05.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another mass update</title><content type='html'>Like with the previous ones, I'll be doing this in point form again. Starting with last friday. Wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned my day for a study group which consisted of Vincent, JT and myself. Milken came along. We studied at my place first. But due to two pricks and some tuition teacher needing a room, we had left when JT came back from dinner and asked us to go over to his place. Heh, not exactly one of our smartest ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we headed to the supermart and I got some smoked jerky, 2 lolly pops, wherters or something and some other things. Oh and sour power. Then we carried on to JT's place. We ended up studying in the Billard Room because the reading room was being used by some people. They left later on and Vincent and I moved into the room because our other 2 members were too caught up playing billard. Screaming their asses off and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent came over at around 5 for more studying. We studied history till 10: 30. Cool thing was that, Soni, Donna, Yi Ying and Natalie were there. So it was pretty noisy. But they're really good friends. Well least Soni and Donna are. We ended up playing Hide and Seek after dinner. Had to pull Vincent to join us in the last game. I'm surprised he can actually focus on history that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna's sister, Jasminy, Jessica and Michelle came later as well. While playing hide and seek, I found Donna and Michelle on the rooftop so we played truth or dare while waiting for the others to come find us. Vincent was totally shy. A side you probably won't see in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much besides playing alot of Undead Assault 2 With my bro on The Frozen Throne. Haha I get sooooo frustrated being a medic at times. Stupid noobs leave before I can even bring them back to life. Anyways, they'd be better off as zombie food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent and JT came over to study. Yi Ying, Soni and Nat were at the library as well. So yea, study study study. Oh while we were freezing, Vincent was going on about how his Indonesian blood keeps in warm. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No pudding in school = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school came back slept. Had a very odd dream. Where someone confessed feelings to me. Meh. Wonder what that means in dream language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DnT! Wheeeee finished the circuit and plastic thingy first. Proness. Vincent kept blaming me for his broken wires because I never helped him to hold it while he was soldering. Haha, then when my wire broke, he was all like " ahah you see! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stay back tomorrow to finish up on the plastics and then I can take it home wheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Vincent and Jun Ting are heading over to place to study again. Anyways just remembered that there are only 7 letters in Jun Ting's name same as Vincent. Wonder why I kept short cutting it. Bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think I might have pissed Vincent off abit earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played DotA with JT. It was horrible. I was horrible. Fuck. My DotA is shittttt currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit Puddings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-8928252384364345749?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/8928252384364345749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=8928252384364345749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8928252384364345749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8928252384364345749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/10/yet-another-mass-update.html' title='Yet another mass update'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-9152369742325577356</id><published>2007-09-27T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:22:40.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk Chocolate</title><content type='html'>Whoa, just blew my mind eating a ball of goooood white milk chocolate. Yummy. Only took one ball. Really can't take it if I get fat. Fat and me don't go along. Bad fats baddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, today was okay. Can't remember what I besides slack in class. English was free period since Miss Chew didn't come. Yay. Darren made up his mind and actually decided where to sit. Mainly because Jeremy persuaded ( bugged ) him to move away. Hehe. Thanks Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate pudding at school again! Wheee. When I got down for recess there was only 2 left. Like phew. The geography test was cake and guess what, Mr Mohammed canceled the remedial but gave us papers to do. Haha. Just finished mine. Couple of questions that I'm totally blur about though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, Claymore 26 and Bleach 142 is out. Sooo whee an hour of anime for me. Damn Riki in Claymore. Dumb kid needs to die. Climax ruiner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, stuff for tomorrow, History test! Erk. Musn't flunk it. Then its off to study with Vincent and JT after school. So at least I have something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha thats all for today. Ain't got shit to talk about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-9152369742325577356?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/9152369742325577356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=9152369742325577356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/9152369742325577356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/9152369742325577356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/milk-chocolate.html' title='Milk Chocolate'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-8072725244815314344</id><published>2007-09-26T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T17:33:21.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiggly Jiggling Pudding.</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeeee. Okay quite happy now. Stuffing myself full of Champagne Grapes. Oooh Love those things. Their midget versions of Grapes. And gosh their Juicy. JUICY. Now what were you thinking eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so yesterday JT got his bracers. Its bluish. I'd get a pink one if I could but, I'm blessed with the fact that I don't need any. So, he keeps making funny mouth movements like giving a half smile for no reason. Looks kinda weird to be honest. You could use the word cute to describe it. I won't use the term ugly. I'll say. Weird but adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during recess he was supposedly in pain trying to chew his fishball noodles. Probably was in pain considering he even asked me to chew the food and spit it in his mouth lol. Dom was like " Like birds? " And meh, he keeeeps calling me ah beng because my new bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT an AH BENG. Never will be. Unless its for some good and worthy reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DotAed with JT here and there. We got thrashed against my clan mates. Played with my bro after that. Then with my clan mates. I swapped with Asta and she took my Zeus for a SA. Pretty nice to be sneaky. Sadly, got my Butterfly, 3 wraiths and threads at 35 minutes. Booooo. JT came online later on. We lane bot against some noob shit sniper and FV. JT disconnects no thanks to his Graphics Card which went Out of Range on him leaving him PC less for the time being.  Suprisingly, I managed to micro manage his NA and my Siren to double kill bout 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept and woke up at 5:50 or so. Had a rather odd dream. It had nothing to do with me. Found ma wallet in the toliet. Wonder what it was doing there. School was better then normal. Cept when Mr Mohammed scolded 8/10 of the class for not doing their work. Ouch. Now we gotta stay back tomorrow lol. So recess. We ( Vincent, me, JT ) ate our usual Fishball stuff. Most of the malay stalls were closed. While queuing up, I noticed that the Fruit stuff stall had pudding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pretty hyped up by My Boss My Hero show. Where the main character lovesssss pudding. We kept going Jiggling Jiggling while jiggling the Pudding. I still prefer the phrase Jiggly Jiggly. Mango pudding! Shiok. It was 70 cents only and it has a rather large share so it was worth every cent or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote some crappy plot for my chinese compo heck I'm limited by my 25 chinese words vocabulary. Its pathetic. Lol. Some where along the lines of " Hey I like this girl but she likes you thing. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware : Bitch Fit Ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math was shit. Damn Darren can't make up his fickle mind on WHERE TO SIT. FFS. Damned homo club members can't find a place to stay at. Move and move and move. Disrupt the seating positions. Urgh. STAY AT ONE DAMN PLACE DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats : Bitch Fit Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, After chinese, while I was still rushing to complete my half page compo. ( what do you expect from a vocab of 25 - 35 words or less man. ) JT, Nick and Vincent came back in. Victor got teased relentlessly some shit happened. Not that I really care. So, yea. Dom voiced out his opinions about Victor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Victor lashed out at Vincent saying he punched him. Kept shoving him about. Against a wall. Vincent kept his cool for abit. Laughing around. ( Vincent never laid a hand on Victor FYI ) Then, after relentless assault, Vincent broke out of his cheerful mood and then started arguing. Truth is Victor just tried to find fault. Lotsa other people came in and just stood by and watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god that Victor accused Vincent. Anyone else and he'd probably be suffering a broken bone or many blue blacks. Vincent has the most patience amongst us I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote " Vincent it's because of you that I'm in this. Because of you! " By Victor. Made the audience start singing Because of You by Kelly Clarkson lol. Shoulda seen that. Imran was all guitar solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote " Eh, Zan Wei go down buy drink for me leh, I wanna buy drink. " By Nicholas. Damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After abit more arguing and being alone, pressure broke and he started to cry. It was soooo funny when just one single tear dribbled down his face lol. I bet it triedddddd so hard to get past those fat eyelids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About damn time he got what he deserved. Don't even question why I think that way. I just do. Besides the fact thats hessssss so fucking irritating. And mostly argues with the words STFU and I don't need your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Victor, tell you what. I don't need your comments on my tag board either. Go on and emo rage. I don't give a shit till you change your fuckin attitude. Mmmkay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dad fetched me and made me cut my hair. Looks like shit now. Urgh. Cooked bee hoon! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-8072725244815314344?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/8072725244815314344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=8072725244815314344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8072725244815314344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8072725244815314344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/jiggly-jiggling-pudding.html' title='Jiggly Jiggling Pudding.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-3324173850790823133</id><published>2007-09-21T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T19:02:32.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, more pondering.</title><content type='html'>So, There hasn't been much happening lately during this week.  Orals were on Monday. God, how fearful I was. The fear of not knowing what to say. Helplessness left me with fake smiles. So anyways, here I am. Typing my thoughts into a little rectangular box. Watching words appear.  I laugh at my indulgence of desire after which, sorrow seeps into me as I feel too fearful. Too fearful to accomplish those desires. Making them physical no longer ethereal thoughts. Yet, I know, some things must be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So throughout my reflection and daily life, I've noticed that I'm rather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, because of myself. The dark side, filled with hate, angst and I wouldn't know other things I've yet to even see. Has this all been kept within myself. Slowly gathering into an eruption? I don't know. Maybe its because of the thing I desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all humans, We won't ever be satisfied. We get the thing and we want more. More and More. To fill the endless void of our desires. Always devouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've noticed I wanted most of the things my friends had. Contact, talk and other things that occur. Possessiveness leads to my jealousy. It gnaws and bites at me. Maybe, one day, it would it would get out. But I doubt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My violent nature is one that must change nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayssssssssssss, Bored as heck. Really wanna do something. Ain't got anything tho. Watched two movies and I'm hella bored now. Won't play because my classmates aren't online and thats insanely boring. Loneliness eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnable dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-3324173850790823133?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/3324173850790823133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=3324173850790823133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/3324173850790823133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/3324173850790823133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/again-more-pondering.html' title='Again, more pondering.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-1767737169350242305</id><published>2007-09-18T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:02:57.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some blog quiz from Aisyah.</title><content type='html'>1) the person who last tagged you was?&lt;br /&gt;Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Hes a really useful tool at times. Very noisy friend. Known since sec 1.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) your five impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- Sucks at gaming.&lt;br /&gt;- Fat&lt;br /&gt;- Has Bad Breath&lt;br /&gt;- Loves food&lt;br /&gt;- Screams alot&lt;br /&gt;4) most memorable thing he/she has done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Covered stuff for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) most memorable he/she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;'who knows, you'll never know and need a midget dictionary...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) if he/she becomes your lover?&lt;br /&gt;FUCK NO. NEVER EVER. NOT HIM NOT EVER. EVEN IF I HAD TO PICK SOMEONE AS A GAY PARTNER IT WOULDN'T EVEN BE HIM. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING. EVERYYYYYYYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) if he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;pretend i dont see her in school, pretend she doesnt exist&lt;br /&gt;No, I'll mock him.&lt;br /&gt;9) if he/she becomes you enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I'm a size discriminator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) the thing you desire to do most for him/her would be?&lt;br /&gt;Listen to his problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) overall impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Noisy, fat, smelly okay friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) how do you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mood and how I behave doesn't it eh? People behave differently afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) a character trait you love about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Not a question I can really answer. Gotta ask my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) a character trait you hate about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Being a bitch gets me into trouble at times and un humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) person you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;Me, myself and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) say something to people who care about you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched. Truely. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) pass this quiz to 10 people to know how they feel about you ( Won't even bother to pass it. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Daphne Tan ( Lemur princess)&lt;br /&gt;2) Jordan Tan&lt;br /&gt;3)Aisyah ( Lemur Queen )&lt;br /&gt;4)Vincent Santoso ( Sasaki Makio?) &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Cheung Jun Ting ( Too many identities ) lol.&lt;br /&gt;6) Victor Wijaya ( Burger Boy)&lt;br /&gt;7)Daniel Tan ( Dumb Daniel aka Camel )&lt;br /&gt;8)Chester Eu ( Midget friend 0 Mine )&lt;br /&gt;9)Sophia Neo ( Pophia )&lt;br /&gt;10)Emily Eu ( Most Violent Midget on the planet. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;The wall and himself. Like I'd care to find out about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Female duh? Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If #7 and #10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;WOW WTF? JOKES! LOL MAJOR ABUSE! Bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #8 and #5?&lt;br /&gt;Whattttttt the fuck? Lets see. Sec 4 thats 2 cm taller ( Possibly, shorter then I now )  then and making out with a guy about 10+ taller then I am. Hmmmmmm. So limited with positions. Plus major intellect difference in communication I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2 stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last you talked to #3?&lt;br /&gt;Like just an hour ago. Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music does #8 like?&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know. Oldies maybe? Lol can't remember. He has his own band now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Yup, a lil bro and sis I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will You woo #3?&lt;br /&gt;No. Shes like a sister to me. Besidesss, shes got her mind on other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #7?&lt;br /&gt;DANIEL!??!?! HELLO? WHO WANTS TO WOO STONE? WTH? NEVER EVER. I'D BE TALKING TO AN EFFING WALL KKTHX. I don't do morons. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #4 single?&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, yes I think but supposedly, in Indonesia he has many lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #5's surname?&lt;br /&gt;Cheung I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #10's?&lt;br /&gt;Eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4's hobby?&lt;br /&gt;Drawing and Gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do #5 and #9 get along?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. They don't talk much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #2 study at?&lt;br /&gt;Bedok North Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say something casual about #1?&lt;br /&gt;Hyper. Fwah lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings about #8?&lt;br /&gt;Sexually, No. As a brother, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #9 live?&lt;br /&gt;Near my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are #5 and 1# best friends?&lt;br /&gt;They have met during my Birthday Party but I don't think #5 remembers her. So no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 like #2?&lt;br /&gt;God, knows. Daniel might be gay. Oh wait he is. Who wants screenies of him saying " I love men "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you get to know #2?&lt;br /&gt;Primary School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;No. Im sexier. At least sexier then Daniel la. Stones are not sexy. At all. Please stop joking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-1767737169350242305?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/1767737169350242305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=1767737169350242305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1767737169350242305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1767737169350242305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/some-blog-quiz-from-aisyah.html' title='Some blog quiz from Aisyah.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-2586184109177001628</id><published>2007-09-16T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T21:51:28.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays.</title><content type='html'>Haha, sorry once again, I fail to keep ya'll updated. Mainly because I didn't have shit to talk about. Besides somethings that happened in class. But ya'll don't really wanna hear that eh? Just some humorous chat between our form teacher Mr. Mohammed ( Coolest Science teacher I've had this far. ) and Bing Cheng ( Super Cool China Foreigner! ) And Danial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch word was Pentalk because Bing Cheng kept complaining about losing his pens on Friday lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, spent my whole day slacking my ass off on Saturday. It sucks to just hug the PC. So unfufilling. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, sunday, Great day. Well, followed my mum to Holy Family for the 11:15 mass. I wonder why I even go to church. Probably just for friends and to please my own mum. Well, after that, we ate at Ajisen Ramen again! I ordered Nankotsu Ramen which I found out was pork. Gosh, that pork was so soft, and it was bursting with flavours. Literally. You have got to try it if you ever go to Ajisen Ramen. Its a must. My mum got the spicy beef as for side dishes we got the new white fish and the prawns in mayo. Both were great, be sure to dip the fish in your sauces first. BTW, the Ice Lemon tea there ROCKS. Literally. Abit sweet but still it rocks in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went shopping! I got a new bag from OP. Its checkered with Orange and Black squares and says " REGRETS IVE HAD A FEW BUT THEN AGAIN TOO FEW TO MENTION" So my mum says its the lyrics of some song but it goes well with my motto in life which is to live life without regrets. Who wants to go old and say ohhhhhh, I wish I did that. Pisses me off when that happens to meh. It bites alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got two shirts from OP. It was 2 for $26 which was a huge bargain. Wheeeeee. Went to Isetan and got another two tee shirts and two pants. The first shirt cost my mum $19.90 and the other $39.90 and the pants was $39.90 as well and some $9.90 pants which I plan to use for PE. Lol. Sick of those madly small pants. Ugly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hugeeeee day of splurging on my mums cash lol. But I'm a happy guy anyways. Some might say spoilt but whatever. Im quite sure you've had your time splurging as well. No holier then thou shit here kkthx. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way back, I talked to my mum about tutors she told me she told her students to drop their tutors her reason, if you can't study on your own, your obviously not fit for university. So why even get them in the first place. Hate to say it but heck my mum pwns. In the sense that she trusts me to go out on my own. Have my own limits. Freedom is great. Teens need it. Parents that hold their children back from their limits obviously get rebellious teens. Some might argue, its to prevent them from doing stupid things. Here the bigger question, do you know what their really doing? If yes, ask yourself, Did you raise them right to keep them from doing stupid things? To think logically? Or were you just barking at them constantly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some parents even give their children tutors even thought they do fairly well enough. Heck, some students that go to normal get tuition as well. What the hell for? To study more? Don't we study enough in school? Lets see, according to my time table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - 1.25 = 4 hours 55 minutes&lt;br /&gt;8 - 1.55 = 5 hours 25 minutes x 3 16 hours 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;8 - 12.25 = 4 hours 25 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total per week = 14 hours and 45 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see. 52 weeks in a year. 52 minus the public holidays which is 11 days. So you get. 49 and 4 days of school - School Holidays which is 7 + 7 + 24 +36 = 74. 49 x 2 = 98&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;365 - 11 - 74 - 98 =  182 days x 885 ( 14 hours and 45 minutes ) / 60 = &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2684 hours and 30 minutes studying in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats just my school. Other schools have even longer school times. Oh and I'm only sec 2 so imagine a sec 3 student in some other school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is if we have perfect attendance. Hehe. But still thats a whole lot of time eh. Having a tutor only adds at least 200 hours more? And thats just one tutor imagine having one for every subject 200 x 7 at sec 2 = 1400 hours more. Now, I don't think a teen really wants to spend so much time on studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save yourself the money. If you can't study on your own what makes you think a tutor will save you that much? Tutors also get more expansive as they teach higher levels. Tutors are overrated period. I rather learn from friends. To be honest I learned much of my things from school , games and hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most games taught me english. Better then any teacher so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Role play molded my english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School taught me other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I mention, games are only a one time pay thing. Alot cheaper then tuition teachers. Be sure to get games with alot of talking, and a detailed story line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where was I. Oh yes, give your teens their FREEDOM. I'm quite sure you never enjoyed being kept away from supper with friends, outings, parties and such.  Sucks doesn't it now that you think about it. Now think about your children. You think they enjoy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, gonna take a shower and head for dream land. I sense many dreams awaiting me. Heh, they fuel my thoughts mostly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-2586184109177001628?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/2586184109177001628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=2586184109177001628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/2586184109177001628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/2586184109177001628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/sundays.html' title='Sundays.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-8864152216421447905</id><published>2007-09-12T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:43:28.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Also, the effing tremors from the earthquake caused my coke to spill. KNNFFS gimme a break man. And Coke owns Pepsi. Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-8864152216421447905?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/8864152216421447905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=8864152216421447905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8864152216421447905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8864152216421447905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/also-effing-tremors-from-earthquake.html' title=''/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-6055479162219532675</id><published>2007-09-12T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:36:24.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Massive Updatesss</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeee okay I know I haven't been posting for like ... lets see. 4 or 5 days eh. Well anyways, I'mma start it with point formmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Nothing happened. Alot of slacking! Wheeeee PC hugging too. Ended up seeing how much NP I could get in Neopets in a 18 hour time span of which I played 3. Got like 13k now please ask if you want it. No use for me lol. Doesn't apply to Victor because I'm mean. Nygahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Ahhhh. Woke up at like 12 I think. Can't even remember lol. Michael and Jordan asked me out for Lan so I called Victor and another Victor along. One Wijaya and Chen. Forgive me if I spelt your names wrongly. As usual, we play alot of odd games. And a DotA game lasting 1:45 hours. Bleh. Hard to accept the fact that we lost but neh. It happened. Michael, Jordan and Victor left at 8.15 or so. They stayed for only 4 hours. What the heck? That was fast. So me and the other Victor the Chen one. Going out to watch Ratatouile. Pretty interesting show to be honest. Makes me wanna cook haha. Ended up staying over at his place due to lack of funds to take a cab back at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh ya, before that we ate dinner at a korean restaurant near Holy Family church called Togi or something. The beef there is shiok. Very different from the regular chinese version and not to mention, free tea and appetizers! Definately beats those restaurants that charge you 40 cents for water and give you a 17% GST. The soup there is shiok if you love spicy prawn things. Movie was after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like I said, I stayed over at his place. We played CS and erupted into balls of laughter here and there after consecutive deaths and other bullshit. Hes a really fun guy In my opinion, makes people laugh alot. Alot nicer in real life then online! =P Kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got back the next morning after sleep on a rock hard red couch. Red is hawt. But pink is sexier anyways. So gonna get a pink couch when I get my own place lol. I swear on my word. Haha. People always say red is the colour for love but how do we really know its not pink which is sooooooo much sexier? Pink Lemur Fur Couch. Nygahahhaha. Okay just kidding bout the lemur fur. Seriously. Pink couch anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Came back home, slept till 5 played Diablo 2 since my ban was lifted andddd went for church. Horrible day knowing school was tomorrow! Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Out of the ordinary, my dad drove me to school in his new Cefiro. I don't think I spelt it right but yea he did. Saw JT on the way there. Oddly, I've never bothered to stop and ask any schoolmates if they wanted a lift so far. Truth tells me I want to but never bothered to. Nygahhaha. Selfish prick in the morning. Musttttt change. Maybe I fear rejection. Now that would make me look like an Idiot. So anyways, school was pretty okay, couldn't really remember what we talked about that day. Oh yeaaaaaaa it was the hype about the whole Hudgen's thing. Sighhhhhh. Her figure is okay but her face and hair without make up and preparation suckssssssss. Renee David went around telling Yo mama jokes from paper. Like &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how unfair is it that the classmates that haven't presented their show and tell ( some retarded oral ) don't need to present infront of the whole class. Meh, no stress at all. Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy and I accompanied JT out to parkway for his dentist appointment something to do with separators going loose and coming out. ( I'm spoilt with luck, I don't need bracers! =) So far the only one in my family.)  Ate lunch there. Some ramen thingy hehe. Love Kimchi in small bits. Went window shopping didn't buy crap. Wanted to go to Mos Burger but the guys heard me as Mosque. T-T no butterfly prawnsssssss. Whyyyyyyyy. Bought bubble tea and headed back home. Certain someone couldn't keep his eyes off almost every girl near or that walked past us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Went to school and we more or less talked about different little things. Usually its the whole mockery talk. Went to Costa Del Sol and got Pepsi with JT. Wanted to try Pepsi since the taste of Coke is definately, changing. Seems more bitter now. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Soldered iron unto a chip board earlier. Vincent who sat beside me in DnT almost burnt his hand. Wtf. Earth quake much. Worst one so far. Chandelier was swaying in circles. Shuck me around in my chair. Water was spilling out of the tank. How strong was the earthquake? Ran down the stairs from the 27th floor till first. Half nude. Oh god that was so wrong. People asked questions and laughed. Bitchesss. Haven't they seen men half nude. Anyways, its over. Happens once at least every year so no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that have been happening to me recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Earthquake Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been having alot of dreams. Dreams filled with lust. No, they aren't wet dreams. They feel so good however, alot of questions arise. Noooooo, I won't go into detail, its more or less private except for some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh found out I suck at small talk. Can't do it when theres more then 3 ahhhhhhhh. Haha so fuck small talk lets go onto other thingsssssss. Nyghahahhaha. Okay thats it for now. Can't think of much to type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-6055479162219532675?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/6055479162219532675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=6055479162219532675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6055479162219532675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/6055479162219532675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/massive-updatesss.html' title='Massive Updatesss'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-2297513470289952397</id><published>2007-09-08T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T01:34:32.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't think of a name.</title><content type='html'>Haha, I know this is kinda late. Supposed to post yesterday but I was sooooooo lazy. Meh. Haha anyways, yesterday, I had to wake up at 7.50 am for classes. had only like 5 hours of sleep. 3 hours 9 - 12 and another 2 5 - 7. Somehow, managed to stay awake abit. Dad sent me to school with my mom. Saw JT at the bus stop looking worried haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at school at 8.10 and like JT who was probably worried about being late, I was too. I rushed past the gates and looked around. It was odd seeing the school enviroment so empty. As I arrived at the foyer, I saw what looked like Farzanah, Nadirah, Farhana and a couple other girls I forgot. They were in blue skirts so I assumed they were gonna do some NPCC stuff later. After all Jordan was doing the same. I approached them and asked if there was class. They said no and explained that our science teacher had gotten a high fever. Many possibilities came into my mind. Some were rather sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather irritated by that but i'd probably fall asleep in class due to my lack of it. As I came, I left just as well. I met Zhi Ling and Sairah on my way out. Sparing them the pain, I told them of the new and left. Didn't really wanna go home alone so, I waited at the bus stop for JT. Told him too and we back off for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to shortage of coke, we went to Costa Del Sol's market but it was closed. Damnable mornings.  Then somethings came up and JT had to leave. Somehow that event reminded me of one I had read in a book. I went back home and slept. My head had needed that break. Anyways, discussed what to do later with JT and we were supposed to go for a swim but ended up going for a movie with Milken, Michael, Victor and Vincent who calls himself Sakaki something or was it Sasaki? The main character in My Boss, My hero. Pretty nice show. You could watch it on crunchyroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Evan Almighty. It was a pretty good sequel but Bruce Almighty was a whole lot better. Save your cash and watch some other show. Meh Ratatoulie would probably be better. We went off for supper after that. Ate at the supper club which is at Sempang Bedok. We traveled from Cathey to Bedok for supper lol. I ate some funny chicken dish but part of it was raw so it was quite sad. Anyways, all that was left was a single singaporean ( me ) and four indonesians. The other singaporean had to go home. As like the previous supper, I was left there in a failed attempt to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents need to get less strict on their children. Like mine. They trust me and thats how I like it. Have my freedom. And I can think well enough on my own. Or maybe its just because I'm different but anyways, I'm quite sure thats the way most teens want it. They have they're freedom and aren't restrained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks to be the odd one out and left alone. =P but thats just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I got home soon enough, and ended up talking to two Victors. Both friends of mine. Cept ones alot older. Anyways, the older Victor talked to me about the bibles revelations and linked me this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.worldslastchance.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It talks about whats going to happen and how soon. Pretty freaky. If your really interested see the link for yourself. Oh and the way you feel isn't my fault. So any comments regarding flaming me will be deleted. Personally, I just fear what the link talks about might happen. But thats my own belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I spoke to the other Victor. Nothing much special to talk about him. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the day was very short.  Stayed up all the way till 6 for some stupid reason.  Some classmates seem to have matured. Or is it just how I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a total PC hugging day. Watched the whole My Boss My Hero series. Haha. So here I am writing. Well, not sure if I got anything else to say. So toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-2297513470289952397?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/2297513470289952397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=2297513470289952397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/2297513470289952397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/2297513470289952397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/cant-think-of-name.html' title='Can&apos;t think of a name.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-4283865966656779528</id><published>2007-09-05T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:00:01.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness.</title><content type='html'>Ello again. Okay so yesterday, we were supposed to go catch a movie but due to my sweeeet persuasion we ended up skating at JT's place again. It seems that I've increased my boards speed drastically but something went wrong on the whole control side. Now, I can't use it fer crap cept smackin someone on the head with it but thats all its good for fer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as such, I failed to kick JT's ass and steal his title but hell those boards were fast and mad. So, we started at 6 pm and ended at 7.30 or 8 can't really remember. We suddenly decided to swim while in the lift. By gods, The Bayshore has the sexiest lifts and lift lobbies so far. Aircon and all the gold plated shit...fwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking to the pool, our host ever so fickle, decided to pull out since he had to eat "dinner" beotch (bitch) . He said, why don't we swim tomorrow at 7 instead. Nope never happened. That was supposed to be today. Lazy buggerrrr. So Milken, Vincent and I quickly made other plans. We said lets head off fer lan since Victor was already bugging us to go. So we did but first, we follow Milken back home where Vincent and I were mesmerized by the beauty of the pool. I tell you, gold lights, moving water and waterfalls are all thats needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While heading for the toliet to take a piss, I accidentally bumped into a old man bathing. Vincent said he was american. Didn't know how he knew or why. Either ways, we left shortly and headed for the pool. We walked in slowly and froze to death. We took little steps into the water with Vincent ahead. So, Vincent started screaming in Indonesian and as usual, I fail to understand. I thought maybe I'll submerge myself and I won't freeze to death. And I did, stupidly finding myself swimming for the side and climbing out hugging myself outta hypothermia. Vincent got out to move out things and jumped in again. This time screaming damn you in Japanese I think.&lt;br /&gt;So we swam about and kept repeating words in Japanese or so Vincent and Milken did. So, we got out soon, went to a sauna. Vincent kept making weird but funny poses while he was collecting water. He could be seen flexing and doing weird faces. So we left shortly there after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milken and Vincent followed me to my place to drop my boards off and we set off for supper with Victor. He was too lazy to come skating earlier. Meh.  So walked along all the shops at siglap road. Our budget was like $10 haha. But soon enough we stopped at Hong Kong Cafe. Pretty okay food and definately alot cheaper then other places. So, for all the dishes we ordered, the noodle texture was the same so was the soup base all that was different was the things in it. Mine had spicy pork dices. Anyways mine read 5.90 and i ordered a cup of water 40 cents wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a 17% GST there. So I wonder what the fuck is that about.  17%??? Anyways, I paid 10 bucks I got no change back. So that lead to me swearing even more. Huge scam IMO. Stupid place urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While eating, the other 3 all Indonesians were talking in Indo again and left meeeee to fail in understanding. Had to keep reminding them. Anyways, by some bit of insanity within us, we decided to go for lan at 12 am. Played till 5. Did quite well with Sven. Played a few maps with Jordan and then we left at 5 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked home at 5 am went. Soab I think I see a lizard on my desktop. Oh its gone. I kicked victor while twirling around a lamp post and then hit his arm for calling or mocking me with something. After I kicked him he went all oh ill have my revenge die albert. So I prepared. While at a junction, he tried to lift his leg to kick me but by then, my foot was on his leg. He screamed ahhhh my knee. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milken kept going about how he and I had soo long to go. Hell I can't remember much of what we talked about. Anyways, I woke up at 2.30 this morning. Didn't go for a swim at 7 either. So yes, today sucked. Boring as hell. Hosts keep pulling out on us. Sudden waves of sleepiness fall upon me at 9.30 and I wake up at 12. Huge pain in the ass. Just wanted to sleep and dream heh. Anyways as usual I had nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Victor Chat Horror! -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor talks to me on what to bring tomorrow for class. How his part which I elbowed hurts still. Since I can remember how I hit him yesterday, I can say I didn't elbow him. Meh, I thought his fats protected him but anyways, I supposedly hit a part without fats. Hows that even possible? He says, I'll take a bus and stop at my place and we can go together. Now what the hell is he up to? Then he talks about how I'm small and evil and how he wishes I were small and cute. I ended up saying " Fuck off and die you whore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we end up talking about maggots, baggots and well things like that. I say his fats are made from maggots he says I'm a fly. I say care to prove that theory he says yes and doesnt. Then he says Oooh, I'm gonna tell Jun ( Jun Ting) about today morning. Now what the fuck do I care about that? Oh is that gonna end my life? or does that affect me? Meh. He moves on to how long am I banned from WC 3 and Diablo. And starts spamming saturday, sunday, monday, tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you have it, I'm trying to blog so I told him to stfu please. He goes evil + mean midget. =O I care! WoW. Not. And because I'm too lazy to carry on he goes onto how I was fooled by JT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;oh n 1 more thing i forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;easily to get fooled by jun ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;for you that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;ya ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;no nid ur words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Where as your being manipulated by him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;I may actually be influencing him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;but thats for you to find out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand midget  words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i nid midget dictionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;get me 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;www.dictionary.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;search up the words now you tard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;15 years old and u cant spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i nid to go to www.midget-dictionary.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;michael is alot smarter then you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;see victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;thats why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i nid to go there to looK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;you get mocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;fat and stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;haish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm smarter than u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;or so you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;stupid wanna be copy cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;midget r small n dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;GTFODIAF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;got fooled by jun ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Oh really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;the pen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't me getting fooled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;It was him abusing our trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;u get fooled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Thats all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Besides,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Vincent and I don't trust him in that sense anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;admit ur mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Cept when it gets to serious matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;u noe he couldnt be trusted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Its one small thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;I dont care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;So why do you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Hes a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;So I forgive him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Dumb fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;ic ic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;midget words nid to be wrote down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;your not doing very well are arguing or understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;thats y i nid ur own make dictionary.. if i haf that, i can understand u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;n i can see ur weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;all the words I use can be found in an ordinary dictionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;so gtfo and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[c=#7AB4AE]†ĐãřĶРŕīëśŧ†[/c]   [c=58][b]i feel so weak!!! &gt;.&lt;[/b][/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;miget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom. says:&lt;br /&gt;you fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was pretty much it. And Victor, you say JT can't be trusted. I believe you feel otherwise. You tell me you don't trust him honestly. What are friends without trust?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-4283865966656779528?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/4283865966656779528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=4283865966656779528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/4283865966656779528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/4283865966656779528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/madness.html' title='Madness.'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-5282358228617697522</id><published>2007-09-04T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:39:00.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun</title><content type='html'>As planned for yesterday, we went lan gaming! Fun would be the word to describe it. I met my ex classmate Jordan and also another new guy called Michael. Hes a real fun guy. Anyways, the afternoon was horrible. It was pouring constantly. We called the meeting off for abit. But since Jordan and JT were already outside, we ( Me, Victor and Vincent) had to find a way to get to the lan shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I'd get a cab and pick em up. Vincent went along as planned and ran with his mighty umbrella to his bus stop. Victor decided to get his own cab. He was... afraid of thunder striking while running to his bus stop. Anyways, had to go pick JT up from Gaming Giants and we set off shortly for Gamers Inc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Gamers and met Jordan and Michael inside. Seat assigned were 31,32,33 and 48,49,50 pretty okay seats. Great for a 3 on 3 but man you know what sucked ass? Well, the bloody aircon broke down and it wasn't much of a help to my attitude during the first game in which we were losing. I blame it on Victor's horrible PA. I still got first blood using veno against JT's Nightstalker tho, he came back with a vengence and raped my veno but he died to poison while retreating 10 damage poison has its uses. The second game was a load of fun I used bane and kept nightmaring people haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dota we ended up playing alot of custom games like Line Tower Wars,( Vincent your never going to win!) pass the bomb, ( I failed miserably at that game.) Poke the angry orge, ( Hehe kept winning by like 3 or 4 points.) bumbercars (Pretty okay game) and last but not least, run kitty run. Oooh it was so fun. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on our way back, Michael and I had a laugh fest. Mainly because we kept poking fun at Victor. We laughed on our way past Roxy Square to the bus stop and on the bus. Got back and we chatted on MSN where we made Jordan quit the conversation. And the same to Victor. More laughs. Greattttttt guy to hang with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had a chat with Aisyah too. She helped me get the chatterbox up so thanks alot Aisyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be going to catch a movie tomorrow. Didn't get to test my board today so I've got to try tomorrow. I might go bug the guys to come over and skate again. Maybe help Vincent fracture his other arm. Muwahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till then again, toodles! oh and I so need more clothes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-5282358228617697522?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/5282358228617697522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=5282358228617697522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/5282358228617697522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/5282358228617697522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/fun.html' title='Fun'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-8429827015166827865</id><published>2007-09-02T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:21:36.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering</title><content type='html'>So anyways, last night, I spoke to Nick, he told me, that a best friend would be the closest friend to you. So yes, that lead to more questions like whos closest to me and omfgwtfisthatcuteteddybear. Or so I say. So who is close to me? Or am I just a distant figure which no one seems to come close to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, due to the sudden change of mood from tweaking with my skateboard, I shall write about how much bloody faster my wheels are now. Previously, my wheels stopped rolling at about 3 seconds and after alot of cleaning and shit. ( It was my first time so yes. ) Or actually about 3 hours, they now clock at at least 12 seconds to stop rolling huge improvement really. Least now the energy isn't wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'mma kick JT's ( Jun Ting one of my few close friends.) at speed riding. Fwah. Muwahahhahah. And then go teach Vincent ( Also a close friend ) how to ride. ( Hes gonna freak while riding my sisters board which I also cleaned abit. No, I didn't take the ball bearings out. Couldn't be bothered!) But still its faster then before. Meh, he fractured his arm today, so god knows what will happen when its at a higher G force haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While cleaning, ironically, I ended up dirtying the whole balcony by spraying WC - 40 all over it. Nonetheless, nothing too much for a soapy mop. So, I spent most of my day at JT's place. The carpark rocks for skating but the ventilation is horrible. You'll sweat alot. I'm just surprised Victor didn't melt ( oopssssss. ) Vincent and I ended up taking our T - shirts off due to the immense heat. The other 3, JT, Victor and Milken were simplyyyyyyy afraid of showing they're blubber. Yes, blubber. Sorta. JTs only abit fat. And so is Milken. Victor had best keep his shirt on. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up slacking our asses off in his homes club house. We discussed what we were gonna do tomorrow. Oh yea did I tell you about how I went to church with my classmates then went lan gaming but who cares. Anyways, we plan to head out for more lan gaming tomorrow so till then, toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-8429827015166827865?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/8429827015166827865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=8429827015166827865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8429827015166827865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/8429827015166827865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/pondering.html' title='Pondering'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-4910081212237264368</id><published>2007-09-02T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:35:26.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>Well, kinda disappointed with myself recently. Mainly for three reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failed to be committed to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do too well for my exams only 65.8%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I fail to communicate with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself, be committed to blogging but I haven't been really, got so lazy. Broke a promise. Been an ass. But least I'm back haha, thank Aisyah on that note. She and Daphne are probably the closest female friends I have. Being together for so long, its normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my exams, well, didn't attend school much this term. Didn't study for tests and missed a few. Haven't the faintest idea how much my percentage dropped because I never did see my mid year results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, well, today I went out with my classmates and a new friend, Milken ( Lol cute name much.) who was a pretty nice humorous guy. Anyhow, we met up and talked quite abit while eating lunch in the KFC located at Siglap. Victor came along and all was well. JT was left alone waiting at least an hour for us at Lido. Wonder what he was doing. Oddly, once I reached Lido. I just shut up. Haven't the faintest idea. Practically all I could do was. Smile. Drink. Hide. Now what the hell was that about? No idea why I couldn't talk. Maybe because I'm one heck of a boring fag. Certainly need more things to talk about in my life. Pathetic I agree but what can one do when stuck in a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we watched Silent Dead. My god. Horrible show. Shocking, tongue ripping. Waste of the $ 9.50 I paid. Bloody cruddy ending. Oh and I mean bloody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder... whats it like to have a best friend... someone to talk to. Someone you can trust. Someone who tries to understand ya. Someone to lean on. Or, maybe I'm just being a picky bastard about my friends. But I don't know. Hell, I'll never know what they think of me besides short and midget like. ( that thought prolly changed for Daphne. Fwah I'm as tall as her now! Oh BAM. Looks like I can't be her lil bro anymore haha =P) So anyways, theres a whole lot of failure in communication on my side or at least I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't exactly the best outing for me but its better then being glued to the damn computer I guess. So back to where I was. It just sucks not having anyone to do stuff with. Heck, I'm probably so boring no one wants to hang with me. Besides that, recent dreams have been clouding my thoughts. Dreams I cling on to so desperately. Hoping they will happen. Cept, I doubt I have the abilities to do so. A failure perhaps. But I can't let that happen will I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about an hour ago, I asked two of my friends if they had best friends, one said he treated all equally and the other probably didn't hear me as he gave no reply. I ponder on that answer treating all equally. But isn't everything in this world based on attraction / biasness. But again, he might be right. I feel close to some friends but wonder if they do too. So what is this horrible pondering that tortures some. Or is it like my mom told me. Not to trust anyone. Different opinions. Different thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things cloud me. Surround me. Disabling proper thought. Taking my sanity. And then I wonder. Who will lend that hand? Bring me out from these choking clouds. Probably that best friend I'd never see coming. Friends confide in me. But I've never confided in them. Does that make me a bad friend? Or does that mean I just don't trust them or am I a loner. Or maybe just maybe I've yet to meet that friend. In the mean time, I'll keep to myself. Till some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayssssss, my legs hurt like crap now. We had to sprint for the last bus. Bought coke home and a spiderman comic too. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-4910081212237264368?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/4910081212237264368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=4910081212237264368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/4910081212237264368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/4910081212237264368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/09/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-4364239468938145635</id><published>2007-06-13T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T03:10:22.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats it for DotA</title><content type='html'>Well, my Morning was rather fucked up. Yes. I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Since the WoW servers are down, I decided to DotA with my schoolmates. Which turns out to be my worst decision ever. Not because of them, more or less because what I did and abit of what they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the match started out fine, then Teal kept dying and got frustrated and turned on his Maphack, which bothers me a little. Worse enough, our purple team mate did the same and turned his on.  The game continued with them using MH and dying here and there. What I can't stand is why they use it really. Its just so boring when you do. Why do you want to use this third party program? And make the game unfair.  Sigh, teal started using MH quite long ago but I closed an eye. Anyhow, eventually, teal left the game. The reason: No friggin idea.  Okay wait... Teals a respectable player in my opinion really. Hes a good player even tho he MHs but he quit. He never did that. Sigh, this led to my obvious dissapointment because I had no idea why he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a battle erupted in the Middle lane and then I forgot to plant a ward when someone went invis, purple, lashes out at me calling me a stupid CB for planting the ward so slowly. I return fire with a line of vulgarities. He goes "oh you plant ward late and call me CB?" So I go," you lash out at me, I lash out at you."  Then later on he quits. Reason : Mother Nagging and is threatened to be banned from the PC from the rest of the holidays" My question " So why bloody play then?" His answer " I thought fast fast mah."  This left me speechless and quite pissed off because two of my team-mates maphacked which was a small matter and forsaked our cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my rage, which I've never felt before, I ended trying to poach a friend to play WoW when he was gonna play with another friend. And now the other friend hates me for my morals. I do admit I was being an ass and I failed to think in my rage because I failed to control myself. So yeah... gaming gets you pretty worked up at times.  Sigh, so yeah I that pretty much ruined my Wednesday because I pissed a close friend off and somethings just left me rather disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna take a break from DotA... Its just too damn depressing and emotionally shitty at times. Thanks for the fun anyways. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to YX, sorry for poaching wolf to play WoW, I guess I just wasn't thinking, because of my lack of anger management. Shouldn't have tried to be an ass to you since you didn't make me angry. I'm in the wrong I guess.  So yeah, I'm sorry for what I've done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-4364239468938145635?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/4364239468938145635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=4364239468938145635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/4364239468938145635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/4364239468938145635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/06/thats-it-for-dota.html' title='Thats it for DotA'/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-1827395630059715969</id><published>2007-06-13T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T01:09:32.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh, I know, I really haven't been doing much updating. I'm just sooooooo darned lazy. But I've overcomed it since the WoW servers are down and I'll blog now! Well, let me start on Wednesday last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same average day cept I went out to watch PotC: At World's End. The show was brilliant in my opinion.  The CGI was marvelous especially the Ship Battle within the eye of the whirlpool and the gigantic waterfall.  The story line kept shifting though, from rescuing Jack to some pirate war and then some weird magic stuff and then back to pirate wars between the East India Trading Company ( I think so) and obviously, the Pirates. LIKE DUHHH. Meh. Confusing much. So if you were watching this for the first time, you'd have absolutely, no idea whats going on. So watch the first two before watching this one. And oh, stay for the extra scenes after the credits. I missed them. DAMMIT. My heart cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went out to a church carnival and bought this cute little plant for $4 its so small. Sadly, I can't upload the picture so start imagining. Come, let me draw a picture for you. Close your eyes. And imagine this little black pot. Its square and is filled with earth. And the plant stretches out 8 CM above the pot and branches out its little green leaves.  Beautiful isn't it? Anyways, if you did close your eyes when you just read it, you weren't reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then today, I watched Oceans 12 and its pretty interesting but yet confusing, meh, I watched 11 and 12 and I'm off to watch 13 sometime this week. Well, thats pretty much all I got to say fer now.  Heh, playing DotA now and Daphne wants to do so too. Speaking bout her, shes been doing this F5 thing and asking me to update so yeah here ya go Daphne AKA Daffy Duck or whatever the heck shes called now. Shes always getting new names like wtf. I want new names too. Just not moronic ones. Okay okay CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lotsa love. From me, DUHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-1827395630059715969?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/1827395630059715969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=1827395630059715969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1827395630059715969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1827395630059715969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/06/heh-i-know-i-really-havent-been-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-1614053296618595459</id><published>2007-06-01T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:28:00.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everlasting Fluff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ello! I'm so sorry I haven't been updating the blog recently.  My schedules been really tight.  It was like... Camp, sleep, outing, gaming, sleep, gaming, outing, sleep, gaming, outing.  And I'm down right lazy =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets just review my past few memorable events. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirmation Camp 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I feel oh so lethargic when it comes to camps.  God I hate them.  Went to church, gathered, boarded the bus and went to the camp site at Serangoon ( Did I spell it right??? ) Anyhow,  the camp site wasn't too bad, the Hall was air conditioned and so was the male dorms.  The dining hall was cramped but at least I had a table everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 of CC 07&lt;br /&gt;I walk into the sun lit hall of the campsite.  I still feel rather lethargic and regretful for leaving my safe and comfortable haven. I sit beside my Class which consisted of well, classmates.  We got split up and I got assigned with Cindy my Cathecist.  The group consisted of Me, Arthur ( Practically the only guy I knew at that time and also the closest friend I had there.) and two girls who I very slowly got to know as Sarah who seemed rather innocent looking and Marianne who was rather chatty and also Gareth who ended up being a very close friend. Okay they all are to me. I felt like an outcast not knowing anyone. Like why am I here?  Who are these people?  And do I want fries with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first activity was to name a group, create a clan name and create a mascot of god's soldier.  What we're given was some colored paper and news papers.&lt;br /&gt;Like.... HAR?&lt;br /&gt;How the heck are we supposed to create a mascot with all that sheet.  AND, WHO WOULD BE THE MASCOT?  Heh, I didn't know till Sarah stuffed some funny paper shoulder pads with attachable armor to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like " HAR? WHY ME?" And Arthur goes " Oh your small and it fits."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I'm extremely small at 147 cm while hes at 163 cm, but I have schoolmates that are like 175cm.  Tho, being small does have its pros.  But the cons outweigh it.  Back to the outfitting of ME!  The paper armor was so thin it kept tearing everywhere. Bwahahahha. Lawl.  I had to replace my armor once and tape my helmet which had many little eye slots.  The slots were like this 7 just upside down.  And my shield would have been nicer as a voodoo face mask but a shields a shield I guess.  Just like how I am me.  After that we had lunch and met our facilitator called Mark!  Gareth was talking about how Mark was a multi purpose word.  How it could mean mark for marks, a mark for something, mark for name and all the other purposes it serves.  Ooooh and I remember peanut butter all over my face and having peanuts thrown on me and also Cindy telling me not to over work myself.  Thanks. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, a very memorable chess game with Gareth.  It took an hour for our battle to end. Chat in the boy's dorm was mostly ineligible chat with a mix of cuckoos and awoos, and wanking. Honestly, I didn't care much about the topic.  Didn't join in either. The words for that one day was "Swiss Cheese" And "Mark".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Mark left us.  NOOOOOO!  And we had a living rosary. Takes so long.  But it was nice nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 CC 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETTTT WAZZZ HAAAAIIIII! ET NIGHTZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That actually sounds cute. I'm such a cute person. Just kidding.  Well, we had to make our own breakfast and God's Reign, the group I was in, decided to make Cheezy Ham bread.  It looked fabulous.  After we made it in the Dining Hall, we had to go to the hall and then we were sent back to the Dining Hall to see the food mixed up.  The activity was known as Breakfast Suprise. Oh damn right it was a surprise because I was eating Bread, MnMs and Nutella.  Which sick mind would mix the deadly combination of Soft Bread, Hard crunchy MnMs with OH SO CHOCOLATEY NUTELLA and make me get sugar rushy.  Oh oh and we had two new additions to our group.  Cameila and another Sarah.  This new Sarah was a drama queen of darkness. =P And Cameila was a quiet and soft spoken girl.  She too seemed innocent.  Our group was merged and 5 minutes later, I got punched by a girl. I retaliated with a series of words and some acting.  It went like this " Oh, how I pity you inept ability to control those raging emotions within yourself." her friends reply was " You should go join the drama club."  I should but my school doesn't have one.  Me, Gareth, Arthur, the New Sarah and Marianne or was it Mario got HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started in the Dining Hall.  We were sitting at the table closest to the sink and all the people  we're queuein up to wash their cups.  I needed to sneeze so I turned around to my utter surprise, was this girl in a dark pink shirt.  And I sneezed.  Her reaction? Utter disbelief.  Wow! I mean like hey, Utter disbelief and Utter Surprise! Thats like matching! Okay so she stands there with her mouth ajar.  Her facial expression was saying this to me " What the heckkkk?"  Along with myself, the table bursts out in laughter.  Arthur was laughing so hard he was having stomach cramps. Then, I feel the need to sneeze again.  I turn around and sneeze and now to my utter disbelief it was the camp chief.  Now I was thinking " What dar heckkkkkkkkkk?" he says some words of which i do not recall and then walks off.  Then Drama Queen Sarah, decides to act again and after her little play, Gareth responds with his oh so brilliant response.  I was sipping cordial juice and spewed it all over the table and started to burst out laughing once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we created the word " FLUFF " which is a globalised general term for ANYTHING! So it can range from Fark to Fork to Hamster to Padi to Fries to Cows and to Swiss Cheese.  There were three terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Fluff - For instance, " Fluff you." - " Love you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;     2.  Fluffy - For instance, " That thing is Fluffy" - " That thing is fugly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3.  Fluffing - For Instance " Are they fluffing?" - " Are they making out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered to talk about the horrible skit where they literally bashed people up and that was all to it.  And there was also sexy me, and hot Gareth that was so hot that when he stood next to the sun, it super novaed. Ain't sure bout the others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember much besides waking up, going home and the candle fight game in which I was a king but was never rescued.  GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheee, I stole Marianne's pringles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,  love all the people in God's Reign.  &lt;3 Fav group eternally. Lotsa love and laughs  For  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arthur, whom I consider a brother for standing up for me when i'm in trouble and too short and sharing the laughter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Cameila, whom I will remember as the mature one within God's Reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   For Gareth, whom I too consider as a brother as well for adding to the laughter and being with me and of course for being so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   For Marianne whom I consider an easy and outgoing person for laughing and being high along with Gareth and myself! And also fluffing at everything we all fluffed at.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For both Sarah's whom I consider close friends tho you two seem so different, similiar aura's seem to radiate from you. An Inner peace I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.  Oh this is so FLUFFY.  &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we got back from camp and then we planned an outing 2 days later.  We all went out to watch Shrek 3.  Its hilarious but the plots abit dead.  =P  And to Arthur, really sorry I didn't make it for your Birthday Party.  Tried to SMS you but you didn't really reply much.  So yeah, I'm sorry.  And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY! = )  Hope you have a great year ahead. Mmmkay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&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/677733673513710163-1614053296618595459?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/1614053296618595459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=1614053296618595459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1614053296618595459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/1614053296618595459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/06/ello-im-so-sorry-i-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-2632155335351122453</id><published>2007-05-18T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:37:02.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Visit to the Doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,  I get registered I sit down on a nearby chair and wait patiently till the nurse at the counter calls my name.  I enter the room and see the Doc.  He checks me up and says that my lungs are "tight" and sends me off back outside waiting.  Then, I wait again and then the nurse calls my name out and send me to this other room where theres this device which has some sort of appendage ending with a mask.  Okay, I've been here and I've done that.  Never liked it never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That damn device pumped odd tasting gas into my lungs and left me numb.  Very numb.  Hands were stoning away and as were my legs.  The nurse comes in with tissues and I think "Oh yes finally, salvation."  But no luck for me.  She only came in to give me tissues to wipe off water droplets from the machine due to the vapour gathering.  The machine which was supposed to clear my lungs made no difference to me except for numbing me all over.  Somewhat, an it took an eternity for the nurse to re enter and stop the horrid process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On my way out the room's door, I look down and see two FHM mags on the chair.  I loudly proclaim " Wah, this place has FHM mags." And my mom's reply shocked me " You wan you go read lor."  At this point I'm like what the hell?  Anyhow hearing about how a friend of mine got so aroused over it, I got curious.  Truthfully, this was the first time I've opened a FHM mag.  I flip past the first 10 pages.  Babes in bikinis posing infront of cars.  Women in all the various exotic clothes and poses.  Okay... so... I see.  Then, the nurse calls my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Obviously, my reaction was " OH SHIT! CLOSE THE DAMN MAG!"  I flip the cover page turn around and put my hands behind my back like nothing happened turned around and went back to the doctors office.  He gives me six different kinds of medication for my Infection and we leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I reach home.  Tired.  Numb.  One thing left to do.  Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Awakening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay slept on the Sofa today.  Was awoken by my Mom asking me to call a cab.  She leaves the house I enter the room, turn on the PC and log into my WoW char.  Did nothing but Instancing and tanking.  Spent 15 hours in WoW today.  God am I dying. And about Voyage Century, I've yet to explore past the first four towns.  I need to sail more maybe then I'll get more to write about.  Because I got pretty upset at the start.  My one and only ship was raided twice by pirates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all like this.  I  hire sailors and I set out.  About 30 seconds on the High Sea, I see a ship with a black sail approaching.  I try to flee but my damn ships too small and slow and so, they catch up with me.  They give me options [ Escape, Overwhelm , Attack , Bribe. ]  I chose overwhelm okay it worked yay.  Then another five seconds, I get attacked.  Okay I'm thinking maybe overwhelm will work again ^.^  And I press it.  I enter some battle and I have no idea how to fire cannon balls.  The enemy rams me and hooks onto my ship.  They board my ship and rape my crew.  I revive in town, buy new sailors and set off again. 5 seconds later they come again.  Samething happens except I press escape.  Still entered the war zone and, once again, they rape me. GG.  My ship fled back burning.  At this point all I'm thinking is KNNCCB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-2632155335351122453?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/2632155335351122453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=2632155335351122453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/2632155335351122453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/2632155335351122453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/05/visit-to-doctor-okay-i-get-registered-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-648152072053469012</id><published>2007-05-15T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T20:49:36.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I'm watching this show on Animal Planet on Jellyfish and don't really know what to say.  So, I'll do this as if I'm telling a story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It all started out like any average day.  The boy woke up and walked towards the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, obviously this isn't working out very well so I'll just tell to say.  I woke up and walked to the PC turned it on.  Sat there and waited it for it to load and then turned on my iTunes and loaded WoW.  Okay I know I said WoW was an endless grind but I still wanna get to 70 and at least get to the Outlands.  Loot there is sweet.  Anyhow, dad bought Long Johns back and yeah, practically devoured it.  Good stuff really, though my first and third pieces tasted different.  In WoW, I quested and want to BRD. ( Blackrock Dephts )  I found some pretty nice stuff but it sucked because my group mates kept coming and going.  Once again, the same thing.  Why join when your gonna leave.  Urgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyways, the WoW servers went down for maintainence bout 30 minutes ago and I ended up on MSN talking to the Catcromancer.  He wanted to use my CD key so yeah whatever.  We talked abit more and he told me I topped Geography yay!  Happiness fills me.  So at least I'm not flunking my studies too horribly.  But I'm still in NA so thats nothing to be proud of is it?  If anyone was wondering about the Voyage Century game, I didn't really test it out.  I got out of the tutorial, and I ended up kicking the crap out of some devious looking turtles and crabs.  Every kick or punch landed, gave me 14 exp.  So its pretty different from other mmos.  Where you only get the exp once the mobs dead.  Well, I've yet to test it out throughly.  I'll try to give you guys a proper review once I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-648152072053469012?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/648152072053469012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=648152072053469012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/648152072053469012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/648152072053469012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow-im-watching-this-show-on-animal.html' title=''/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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-677733673513710163.post-740471325492540476</id><published>2007-05-15T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T02:16:07.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee, just first post. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll have many more too.  Just started blogging and don't know how to start. Lets just hope I don't forget to post. Well anyways, I'm down with some infection again no doubt bleh, it sucks big time even tho it does have its good points. Desperate to recover, I've decided to go on a cleaning spree and rid my home ( actually my PC table and toliet ) of germs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh how I dread thy pink and translucent medicine.  They make me so drowsy.  So sleepy.  Its 2:04 AM now. I should be sleeping but I'm still wide awake because the meds made me sleep from the afternoon to late evening.  Oh goodie, my download for this game called Voyage Century just finished.  My uncle told me to try it out because it wasn't one of those endless grind games like WoW.  Sigh. WoW is addictive I must say.  Hard to quit really. But it's so boring at times.  Anyhow,  I'm installing the game now and waiting for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets move on to what happened previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much nothing else but DotA.  There was a round where I screamed my ass off at The Artist for forgetting to deny me when I was under doom.  Sigh, I shouldn't have done that.  Hes a nice guy but can get rather odd at times and by odd I mean " Oh my gosh what the hell are you trying to do man?" kinda odd.  Simply put " Gay " Hur hur hur.  So more or less I bitched again no doubt the guys hate me for that.  But I try not to.  Other rounds were pretty good wins. Sigh but most of them were because the other team had leavers.  I really don't understand why some Singaporeans leave games half way.  And some join even though they have 40 minutes left to play when a DotA game usually lasts for an hour.  Seriously, if you don't have the time, screw off.  I hate playing games with leavers.  Why are you even leaving in the first place when you joined the game to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sigh its people like them, that cause several good players to quit.  Either ways, I, get to know that at least, I'm not being a selfish leaver thats sabotaging his own team for no reason.  The setup for Voyage Century is almost done.  Can't wait =) I'll keep you guys posted on it.  Seems fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/677733673513710163-740471325492540476?l=longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/feeds/740471325492540476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=677733673513710163&amp;postID=740471325492540476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/740471325492540476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/677733673513710163/posts/default/740471325492540476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://longlosttinymidget.blogspot.com/2007/05/whee-just-first-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Catkromancerz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17742140516547259212</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>
