<?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-13791154</id><updated>2011-12-02T04:29:35.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures of Pug!</title><subtitle type='html'>A pugs life is one of blissfull ignorance, plain and simple. No analysis required, just be good to your family, look cute, love everything and everyone and have a joyful and fulfilling life. If humans were like this what type of world would we have?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-116106466617024789</id><published>2006-10-17T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T13:57:46.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies of a voiceless meaningless mouth</title><content type='html'>I’ve done the dumbest thing in my life to date… its caused much pain I did not want incurred, its caused much suffering that was suffered unheard, I can’t help but say sorry enough, even if It falls on deaf ears, for I know I do not deserve forgiveness for what I have done. I’m sorry to those that I have hurt, past and present and future to come. Sorry for my selfishness and insensitive acts. I am but a fool still growing up in this great blue sphere, I’ve got long to go, I’m sorry for this, all of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-116106466617024789?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/116106466617024789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=116106466617024789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/116106466617024789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/116106466617024789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/10/apologies-of-voiceless-meaningless.html' title='Apologies of a voiceless meaningless mouth'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-115046971438094650</id><published>2006-06-16T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T12:22:04.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The next step....</title><content type='html'>To all those ppl that i let down with my lack of posts a big sorry to u guys, things have been busy and i have forgot about why i wanted to post on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be used as just ONLY a whiney venting or **** [kae insert ure special emo word here because i forgot] &gt;_&lt; but also for an update for things in my life and things i may consider funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that don't know, i might be going to Japan to work for a year in the ski Fields of Hirafu, Hokkaido. I received a rather confusing mail from one of the ski resorts staff today saying along the lines of, " You have not been contacted by phone interview, therefore you are not accepted " followed by the following email of, " Woops sorry my bad, please ignore the last email as it was not meant for you ". WTF? hohohohoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nyway, dunno if its a good sign or bad, but i'm going to be quite the dilemma if i do get accepted and have to cross the bridge of living my 'almost' dream now, or rejecting it for the more 'conformist' view. For a long time the nonconformist has been screaming to get out, whether he can break his bonds this time we'll have to see once we cross that destiny changing bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now my friends and fans, thanks for all your support during my tough times of late, and thanks for the check up calls and posts. Ure all much appreciated. With friends like you guys it gives me hope that there is kindness in this woeful world :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out! \/ O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-115046971438094650?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/115046971438094650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=115046971438094650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/115046971438094650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/115046971438094650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/06/next-step.html' title='The next step....'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-115004022892762518</id><published>2006-06-11T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T19:37:33.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocent love, a frustrating day &gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today is frustrating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of those days u just wish would just die and never have existed, ask for a refund, i want a credit for today that was wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG i'm moody, i don't know why, well, actually, i tell a lie, i do know why, but its a stupid reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It begun from reading blogs from ppl who bitch and whine about how dissapointed they are with themselves about having a fuked up life even tho it was their own conscious self destruction in its purest form. Theses ppl are good ppl, at least i thought they were, tho, through selfishness, temptation and lust, they lost their morals values and ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tempted sin, and as a result, things got messy. Hell you play with shit, u'll end up with shit all over ureself, doesn't that make sense? Now they talk about sadness, depression over the sins that they have done and how they regret it. U have to say tho, no matter how much u get annoyed at yourself, it comes down to the simple fact that it was a choice. A choice controllable only by you and you alone. You could choose this avenue, or the alternative, but u chose this one, theres no point now in regretting, ure too deep in shit to regret, all you can do now, is clean ureself up, and rediscover, wtf happened to the me of before, with pure moral fibre, ethical and innocent love that we once had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck those ppl who say, innocent love is gone, there is no such thing as a pure love, we're wayyy more mature than u because we realise that the world is a fucked up harsh reality based on darwinisms theory of survival of the fittest. In reality, they are the screwed up ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love and innocent love is all about mindset, if u believe all girls are skanks, and all boys are players, u end up losing ureself, ure moral track, pathway of goodness, and u therefore deteriorate into the player/skank yourself.  This leads to more skanks and players in this world, which make it even more fuked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a war in a sense, for those ppl who believe in love versus those who don't. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are born, we are all (mostly) brought up to believe in love and true love as your parents love one another (if you are fortunate to have that scenario), you've never thought of being hurt, you believe that it is like the movies and tv, later, as you grow older and u understand the world more, u realise hmmm, tv and movies aren't exactly perfect, u go through a relationship, you have your first experience where you get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is the cross road, this is the point when you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Continue to believe in that true love and continue fighting for that cause by fighting i mean, you influence ppl to believe in love, when going out with someone you care for them with all your heart, create the ultimate romantic scenarios, if you are a writer or director, you imprint love into your scripts/books, and distribute that love to the ppl, growing up with love made from TV/books may be fake, but it took love from the creator to come up with those ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Give up. Lose sight of yourself or what u once were, stop believing and join the disillusioned group. Become bitter, in the extreme case hate love, become a person who would dissillusion those who still believe in innocent or true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the war begins, becase the more 'b' people we get the more chances 'a' ppl will get converted to 'b' by going out with a 'b' &amp;amp; getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for an 'a' type person, they can convert 'b's but its alot more difficult. Its easy to treat ppl like shit, but its hard to make ppl appreciate the things you do for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo now if we have surrounded our world with 'a' types, the world would not only just be a better place, but i believe that those romantic scenarios that we dream of will happen more and more, because of the fact that we open up more chances....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if we continue the way we are, with the help of negative media about divorces, cheatin and the glorification of tramps like Paris Hilton and Playas, we will only be filled with 'b' types, thus innocent love and true love will go down the shitter, and we'll never experience it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to why my day was shit, i guess, it was because i was having an internal war with myself, to whether i was to stay an 'a' type or 'b' type, plus the fact that for some strange reason i couldn't rely on anyone today didn't help as well, during a time that i needed someone, i couldn't find anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so easy to become a 'b' type, but its so hard to stay true to 'a', I have been so strong to 'a' my whole life, i guess i got tired today, and I was just fighting it out inside myself. Hell, i'm still fighting now, and I'm not sure whos gunna win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-115004022892762518?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/115004022892762518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=115004022892762518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/115004022892762518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/115004022892762518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/06/innocent-love-frustrating-day.html' title='Innocent love, a frustrating day &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-114948782895062018</id><published>2006-06-05T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T11:02:12.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLog of a Blog</title><content type='html'>So its been more than a month since i last blogged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i know... i'm lazy &gt;_&lt; and i'm forgetful... actually more the later, thanks Namz for reminding me about this thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so what can i says been happening in my life that last one month? Hrmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll summarize with words and not structured sentences, you can all figure it out ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Car, Audi, Black, Vrooooom! bling bling, booyah (i know this isn't a word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-B'day, party, glass, ouch, alcohol, fun, forgetfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Japan, Hokkaido, Mari, job, future, life path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Issues, unresolved, emo'd ness, girl, unecessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reconciliation, resolve, peace, contentment :), life moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are the things that have been happening in my life the last month. A wave of different sets of emotions, especially with the Hokkaido thing, scary and exciting, a life long dream about to be fulfilled? We'll see, all i need now is a lil bit of luck and one phone call to change my life forever.... *again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post some photos of those events when i can get them off everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, no more emo'dness no more sadness, bring it on world! gimme wat u got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A philosophically bored Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE \/ O_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-114948782895062018?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/114948782895062018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=114948782895062018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114948782895062018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114948782895062018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-of-blog.html' title='BLog of a Blog'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-114605692426610791</id><published>2006-04-26T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T20:31:03.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Postal flu zombie man</title><content type='html'>Hi peepz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i am sick... sick from the rain, sick from the wet sick from the cold, sick from extramarital affairs, sick of the cheaters, sick of the haters and sick of people who are not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh an i have the flu ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of two theories the other day, completely forgot the second one in my drugged up state, but here is the one i do remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Warning* sexist comments and 'sexy' language galoorrreee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porn = less marriages + more affairs and cheating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?... just think about it... back yonks agoo... like think 1900s when there was no TV and porn etc.... the trend was get married young have heaps of kids... we'd like to think that this was due to the whole 'niceness' of being with someone for the rest of your life, but... i think... in reality, it was cos there was no readily available form of sex, or any way to release what one of my friends calls, "DSB" ie 'dangerous sperm buildup'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, people have porn, so they can jack off to any random chick/guy, whatever the taste/fetish, to realease this DSB.... so what then? no need for the nagging significant other, all it takes is a few clicks to relieve one of the evil DSB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that reminds me of the second topic i wanted to rant about... 'voyerism' AKA advanced state of porn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays we are the generation of voyeurs, we watch reeality this, reality that, and forget about our own sorry realities, its sad, but its true. People just can't live their own lives anymore, and its a wonder why the 'social disease' depression is getting more and more common these days... poppy cock (thanks to stuie from family guy for this term) back in the past there was no such thing as depression! why? because people have their own minds and did their own things back then, they made they're own reality... there was no following someone elses role or idolizing another persons lifestyle. It was all each man for their own adventure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sad, because... the more ppl forget about reality and living their own, the less original and less adventures will happen, and soon we'll all just be jellow watching reruns of big brother 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave u with a quote, "run with the herd, end up in the fuckin' slaughterhouse"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-114605692426610791?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/114605692426610791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=114605692426610791' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114605692426610791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114605692426610791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/04/postal-flu-zombie-man.html' title='Postal flu zombie man'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-114520084046739193</id><published>2006-04-16T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:21:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know the difference between satisfaction and contentment?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What a weird title yes i know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to blog about this time... i've just had a random collection of thoughts... i guess i should break down these seperately.... so here are my random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Discontentment with the current misguided rolemodels of relationship's and how it affects the ABC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The comotose state of common sense and our judicial system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The human thought processes and funcitonality during drunken stupor mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mind fuck games, what the hell is up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First point, omg... whats up with our media nowadays... i mean its bad enough that we glorify role models such as paris hilton, and superfulous unrealistic rich kids in the OC, its hard for the ABC to live with such media confusion because as the ABC we do occasionally submit to our azn desires by watching idealistic korean or J dramas of conflicts, dilemmas, highs lows, but most of all the many different ways that 'true love' can exist. Soo what my point is, its tough for an ABC... for us to differentiate... theres the feeling that u want the idealistic true love, but at the same time, we are influenced by trashy media of the western culture... but the more abc we get, the more trashy our youth becomes.. its quite saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second rant... law sucks, why can't they introduce the 'no retarded common sense law' where commen sense overrides and court precedents and idiotic cases can be thrown out, like slipping on a bit of coke u spilt yourself while in a drunken stupor and wearing womens heels as a bet. Its soo simple!? but why isn't it in place?? the courts are mad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the last point.... the thought processes of the brain while intoxicated is quite an interesting one.... one becomes more open, daring, doing things that they wouldn't do, even become more vulgar... tho more charming too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny though, at metros and a couple of what i call 'talking cock' nights i discovered theres other effects of alcohol... one self confession was that the person in question got horny as hell? i always thought alcohol was a libido suppressant? non the less, u learn something new every day ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mind fuck games... ppl who play them.... u guys should go burn and i hope u drown in your own karmatic downfall..... come on, lifes too short to be playing mind fuck games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyway, peace be with u all... my post for this week ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Puggo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-114520084046739193?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/114520084046739193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=114520084046739193' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114520084046739193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114520084046739193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/04/do-you-know-difference-between.html' title='Do you know the difference between satisfaction and contentment?'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-114459676793816043</id><published>2006-04-09T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T23:32:47.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heheheheh metros the place of rubbish and sin...why do i go? cos its funny rubbish and funny sin ;)</title><content type='html'>Lol todays post is not really a post, but a comment ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a funny and weird saturday night.... lol..... drank alot... almost had as much fun as dress up party night &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh perth is soo boring... for those who don't know perth has only one 'hangout' night spot for us 'ABCs' thats metros....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny... people think its a dirty dirty sinful place, but its a place of fun happiness and excitement if you make it to be... not necessarily fights stabbings and the occasional date rape &gt;_&lt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way... a bizarre night full of unusualldness.... esp from MANY ppl.... including myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYUAuahhaahhaH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-114459676793816043?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/114459676793816043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=114459676793816043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114459676793816043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114459676793816043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/04/heheheheh-metros-place-of-rubbish-and.html' title='Heheheheh metros the place of rubbish and sin...why do i go? cos its funny rubbish and funny sin ;)'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-114408165771391686</id><published>2006-04-04T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:27:37.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship score, perfect run... until now...&gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>Hmmm just had 3 days straight of bball, its the beginning of the week, i should be sleepin and getting ready for work... but... i can't. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this has been gnawing at me for a while, so i figured blogging might get these issues off my chest. Plus, i haven't done an intellectual post for a while ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, friendship, companionship, compradre's whatever you call it, a union between two people of similar personalities put in a broad sense. So far, in my life, i've had a pretty good run, no rewrite that, i guess i can say i've had a GREAT run. That is until recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't mention any names, it wouldn't do any justice to those people, i'm sure they have their reasons, but this is general discussion, not a flaming session... tho i may be tempted ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, back to the topic, i recently met a person, a few person(s) where, i thought to myself, 'hey, this person's great, i seem to have a connection or 'click' as cliche goes'. As with things, i proceeded to get to know them better, sure, there was a physical attraction there, but those people who know me, physical attraction comes second for me to the persons character, typical 'snatch nice guy' thinking, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, situations changed, events occurred, though quite serious, not something bad enough that would jepordize a friendship, in my opinion anyway. Life you will meet different people u will get hurt by some, helped by others, the ones that help you and go out of they're way to help you, are what are called your friends, they too come and go, but they provide precious memories, and you should hold on to them as tight as you can, till its time to move on IMO anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sidetracking... anyway, things changed, and all of the sudden, the friends that i knew, or were trying to know, suddenly ignored me, some even went out of their way to avoid me... some had logical reasons, some did not, all the same, this puzzled me, as i have done nothing in my life with friends that i treasure but give, not hoping for a return, but at least graciousness and the commitment into a friendship, but not even that was returned. I never heard from those people again, i extended the olive branch several times, but there were no takers(btw there was no attempt at reconciliation or anything from the opposing parties).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a revelation to me, for until then, i've always had great experiences meeting and losing touch with hundreds of friends, all of them special and unique in their own special way. This is the first time i was rejected, shunned almost, by people who i though i was getting along so well with, developing another friendship full of fun experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was unbearable for me. I never felt it before, it was like i was  a child again experiencing his first cut. It was a feeling of sadness, rejection, depression, confusion, mainly confusion and suprisingly some anger, bitterness + feelings of betrayal. This is what shocked me the most, because, these emotions are not a trait of my character and not one i want or am proud to have...even listening to Jack Johnson didn't help... the mellow bastard... ure not that good as i thought :P hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to this day i'm still confused, at myself for feeling these idiotic feelings of negativity, and confused at how people can do these to others? When people say 'nice guys finish last' i always laugh at them because i never believed it, being the strong believer in karma i am, but i guess there are some elements of that saying that do resemble the truth, the bitter truth in my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly disillusioned, but non the less powering on, i won't let this slow me down, ppl, don't u worry ;) just a gripe i'm coming to grips with. Besides, i've always had the saying, if they don't want to know u, its their loss, and they were jerks anyway ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my post for tonight, thank you for listening ladies and gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BC the cautious, but still happy go lucky guy ^_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-114408165771391686?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/114408165771391686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=114408165771391686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114408165771391686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114408165771391686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/04/friendship-score-perfect-run-until-now.html' title='Friendship score, perfect run... until now...&gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-114355068656695470</id><published>2006-03-28T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T20:58:06.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot Kayaking?</title><content type='html'>Hmm so i forgot the kayaking! whatcha gunna do sue me? hehehehe jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyhooo, just go to the link for my kayaking adventures with lil missy kae and our Kayaking missadventures, ps, Kae, u didn't fall off! i was quite impressed! for like 2 seconds! eheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugahunni.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sugahunni.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, not much happening with me today, just went to see clients for a whole day, i'm dead tired now... will post more next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-114355068656695470?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/114355068656695470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=114355068656695470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114355068656695470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114355068656695470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-forgot-kayaking.html' title='I forgot Kayaking?'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-114338673570979632</id><published>2006-03-26T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:59:18.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biking, Kayaking, Schoolgirls/boys, back aches and possible deportation :)</title><content type='html'>Phew.... blogging time again i must be bored heheehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what can i say, last couple of weeks or so have been quite interesting and 'varied' i guess you could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, had a completely random going away schoolboy/girl dress up party at metros for dear Namu Chan... nether the least, ultimate dork-O, though i felt i looked more EMO than anything huahahahah check the spiked neckband cum wristband ;) I hope she had a good time, i'm sure she did, she said i looked like a drunken jap business man.... wasn't sure to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jap nights 2006 courtesy of Evie ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/400/japbig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a 30km bike ride the next day for bike for a cause which primarily promotes the asthma foundation, had to get up at 6am... not particularly good when u have a schoolboy/girl dress up party that u consume excessive amounts of fiishizzle till 3 in da morning *PHEW* long sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;_&lt;&gt; &lt;p&gt;As for the bike ride.... welll it was.... WICKED ahhahha although i felt like i wanted to puke for the first 5 km, it was just mad fun the bike ride, i never seen SOOO many ppl with bikes in one spot, good demographic too, lots of families, pros, young, old etc. ITs also just ammazing riding on an empty free way, surreal almost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UWA Bug squad! Go Bug Swarm! *thumps helmet* :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/400/CIMG0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna be biker, as in the even more hardcore pushbike variety &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/320/CIMG0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okayyy then something not so good happened.... i managed to screw my back over the monday after the bike ride at bball... yes i may have pushed the physical limits a bit too far after that one... and yeapp... it was bad... although i managed to somehow drive my way back in my incapacitated state, i got home and the next day, i could not move with out sharp pains coursing through my body, i *tried* to go to work, but yah, sittting down with sharp sensations down your back... not cool brother, i don't care if lenny kravitts says its cool, its not. Luckily turned out to be just inflammed discs with a dose of muscle spasming lol. No slipped discs thank jod! Oh and btw, the CT scans were okay! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its cleared up two things, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; I have no tumors in my brain (woot woot!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; My suspicions of me being mentally slow and retarded have been put to rest :( booo i'm not a freak! &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG i just lost the last part of this post.... damnnn thats what happens when i try to put some effort by adding picts to this blog... other stuff gets lost, ahhh welllz... can't be bothered no more... catch u peepz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;L8rz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-114338673570979632?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/114338673570979632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=114338673570979632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114338673570979632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114338673570979632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/03/biking-kayaking-schoolgirlsboys-back.html' title='Biking, Kayaking, Schoolgirls/boys, back aches and possible deportation :)'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-114173972510677286</id><published>2006-03-07T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T10:59:30.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting post radiation?</title><content type='html'>hmmm today is one of those days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was nervous the whole day with the CT scan and all, the day flew by pretty quick as most working days do, luckily i didn't have to go through an iodine injection which would have made things interesting with my phobia of needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find out the results on thursday, lets pray its all good ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyway thats all for now, take it easy friends, you never know how much life you've taken forgranted if you don't live everyday to the full :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-114173972510677286?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/114173972510677286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=114173972510677286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114173972510677286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/114173972510677286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/03/posting-post-radiation.html' title='Posting post radiation?'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-113923380196516144</id><published>2006-02-06T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T21:52:38.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong xi fa coi and all the rest, new year of an immature Peter Pan</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry long time no post, my camera's busted so haven't had the motivation to post about my mundane life w/o any photographic backing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what can i say, life is back to normal, after a very deep an intense relationship, i've finally let go, and its back to harsh reality of humanity and the cycle we call 'the rat race'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a strange sense of satisfaction and relief letting this one go, a big burden has been eased off my shoulders... sure now the loneliness sets in, but it has always been a familiar friend to me, so hopefully it won't take me long to get reaqquainted ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enrolled in a surfing class tonight, was really bored, tho i shouldn't call them up 9.30pm in the night... none the less not a very happy organizer, but wtf, i pay for my service, and i expect it god damn it!! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating what to do with my life now, seems like i have no destination, no stops ploughing straight ahead to old age. So i've decided come the end of this year, i do believe its time for a 'Coming of age adventure' though i have come of age, and i have been on many adventures, nows the time to just cut all thats holding me back and break free i believe have a go at a dream, forget about the mundanity (spelling?) of life, and just kick ass! Woot woot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes, i might be just talking out of my ass, a poor attempt at rebelling at the establishment, a outlet of steam against my depression i am suffering now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, lets hope for more cheerier posts to come, and wait till i get a bloody new camera/phone! SE's W810i!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... surfing lessons don't help the monetary cause... *ack* &gt;_&lt; ta ta peepz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-113923380196516144?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/113923380196516144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=113923380196516144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113923380196516144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113923380196516144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2006/02/gong-xi-fa-coi-and-all-rest-new-year.html' title='Gong xi fa coi and all the rest, new year of an immature Peter Pan'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-113543737062659700</id><published>2005-12-24T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T23:16:10.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have yourself a merry merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Well here i am bloggin the night before christmas.... i must be one sad sad bugger, but i guess i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin pretty mellow today, Christmas eve and i'm bumming around at home, all my cousins have gone out to play, while i've decided to sit back an chill this festive eve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason being? relationship issues starting to rearise, and its really taking its toll... Christmas is the worse time of the year for single people and in my case, 'no status' people. Tonight is the time of joyous celebration, love and family, but even though i'm with my cousins my family is so far away, and in terms of love, its tainted and in terms of celebration, well u know that situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nights like these that make me philosophize, and i philosophize about many things... tonights topic concerning love and break ups. (woo hoo what else is new? lol). I philosophize about the conceptual nature of love, what is it? Is it a chain of chemical reactions, or is there a higher meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean with lust its pretty easy, its chemical/animal pheramones reacting like a horny rabbit or a dog in heat, so its the effort of chemicals between two foreign bodies reacting with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love is there some different level of feeling that your supposed to feel? I mean i thought i felt this feeling, but then comes another dilemma, what if the other person does NOT connect in that level? what are you going to do then? then there comes the issue of unrequited love, love unrequited is the worse of all. Where you love each other, but yet you aren't meant to be... its like your fighting against fate, but u can't exactly win. So what do you do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that i go by the motto, 'Ride by the wave, see where it carries you' i use the ocean as the greatest metaphor, because no matter what, in life you should always just try to stay afloat, life will always direct you somewhere, be it good or bad, it also can depend on you. Like the ocean and surfing, you can direct the direction you are going, but it requires strength, endurance and will power. If you are lucky and strong enough you will get wherever you want to go, at the same time, you might get there by accident, anything goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, if u try too hard to paddle against a current, you will get sent back to where you begun, though you will understand not to paddle that way, unless you are willing to go that far against the current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now i feel like i'm paddling against that strong current getting knocked down all the time, fighting for that unrequitable love and i think i'm getting tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don't want to bring anyone down the oh 'so supposed to be cheerful season', I hope EVERYONE! even the ppl i dislike, have a great and happy holidays! Lets pray for many years of peace and love to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day n Merry Christmas Everyone! ^__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-113543737062659700?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/113543737062659700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=113543737062659700' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113543737062659700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113543737062659700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/12/have-yourself-merry-merry-christmas.html' title='Have yourself a merry merry Christmas'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-113535451755471956</id><published>2005-12-23T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T00:15:17.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOohhhh la la! look what i've stumbled across!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some anonymous person sent me this hey, signed her name L. hahahah jkjk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/1600/SUPADAGster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="SUPA DAG QUEEN BA BUM BAAAAAA" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/320/SUPADAGster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-113535451755471956?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/113535451755471956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=113535451755471956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113535451755471956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113535451755471956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/12/ooohhhh-la-la-look-what-ive-stumbled.html' title='OOohhhh la la! look what i&apos;ve stumbled across!'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-113534939200377027</id><published>2005-12-23T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T22:49:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg let the blog wars begin... FFF your such a cow sometimes ^__- yes we can still see up your nose...</title><content type='html'>Okay today was gunna blog about my day, but after checking out FFF (Frikin fretarded Fels) Blog i'm thoroughly amped to exact my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;revenge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... though i don't know how... but somehow i will mUAhahAHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah for those who didn't know, FFF posted a rather crappily edited photo that is &lt;em&gt;'supposed'&lt;/em&gt; to be me... Somehow i think Fel managed to employ some 'less than good looking' stunt double to do a stupid pose, check it out at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fel-flossy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.fel-flossy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/1600/revenge.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after much research i found that she just simply found some poster of a guy she really liked and just chucked his head in ms paint, pretending it was me and making fun of me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the imposter... notice Fel kissing the less than good looking version of me &gt;_&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/1600/revenge.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="Almost as good looking as me...but not quite.." src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/320/revenge.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, to all my fans don't be dismayed, the photo on her blog is a sham, all made up, never have i been that uncool! Lol &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(*disclaimer* this last sentence was all bs, i make fun of myself all the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.s&lt;/strong&gt; to Fel, not a great comeback in that theres some SUPER daggy photos of *someone* in her pink pajamas parading around like Jasmine from Aladdin hahhahaha u get a&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 6.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for effort. ^____^ heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyhooo back to a run down of my day, bball -&gt; lots of rain -&gt; Sleep -&gt; Mega seafood meal with lots of beer -&gt; Exacting reven.... i mean bloggin.... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyway ttyl peepz! Have a great day everyone and&lt;strong&gt; *especially*&lt;/strong&gt; to ma beautiful cuz, Jo Jo HAPPY B'day GAL! u funky weirdo! good ol 22 years old an heaps more to come girl! Peace!!! ^___^\/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Beautiful non nipple sucking cousin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/1600/KL%20nov%2005%20031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="My dear cousin, you kick ass, kick lots of ass even tho this photo is not really of you in a field, but a backdrop in a cafe hehehe ohhh no your secret is out! lol" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/320/KL%20nov%2005%20031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-113534939200377027?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/113534939200377027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=113534939200377027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113534939200377027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113534939200377027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/12/omg-let-blog-wars-begin-fff-your-such.html' title='Omg let the blog wars begin... FFF your such a cow sometimes ^__- yes we can still see up your nose...'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-113526774694007725</id><published>2005-12-23T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:09:06.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a Dagosapien you may ask? here is your answer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Introducing the all new dagosapien v2, does not come with much sense or spelling ability...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/1600/dagosapienORIGINAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="For only $1.99, this robot will spill your drink, drop things, make a general mess and attempt to dance worse than elain from Seinfield, buy within the next 15 minutes and receive some steak knives free!!" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/320/dagosapienORIGINAL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-113526774694007725?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/113526774694007725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=113526774694007725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113526774694007725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113526774694007725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-is-dagosapien-you-may-ask-here-is.html' title='What is a Dagosapien you may ask? here is your answer...'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-113526503776069702</id><published>2005-12-22T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:31:57.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no blog man, wass been up blawwwg? *right my rhymes have just hit an all time low...*</title><content type='html'>Hmmm today i decided to restart my blog after a spur of the moment&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; 'reinfluence'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from reading other ppls blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i noticed about other ppls blogs that was different from was that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*They're more funny&lt;br /&gt;*They're laid out better&lt;br /&gt;*They have more pictures and are cooler&lt;br /&gt;*They have all these bits and bobs that i don't&lt;br /&gt;*They generally are more interesting, witty and more intelligent than mine&lt;br /&gt;*Also they have smaller posts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... in an effort to improve my blog 'appeal' i've decided to improve my blog by following other pplz blogs by following &lt;strong&gt;*ONE*&lt;/strong&gt; of those points. Ie the last one, the smaller posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think i'm being slack, well err...... i'm not.... so.... like... &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;'don't rain on my parade'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah bar from this post, my future posts will be more concise *hopefully* (but knowing my lack of concising ability and general crap that i like to spur on about, i don't know how long this will last...) ^_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, incase you are wondering why i haven't blogged these last months here are my excu....i mean reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- CA (a terrible disease that makes u want to study while working like a biaatch for peanuts, disease kicks your ass for two years, assuming u pass all the units or *phases* of the disease)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Relationship problems (another terrible disease, current cure unknown)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Overseas condition (been travelling, though know foreign diseases or STDs have been contracted, as of yet..... O_o)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Finally, my 5 year old crappy 2 megapixel camera 'konked' it aussie slang for; Died, crapped on me, shited up, kacked it or generally incapacitated...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo i won't be having much photos to upload as yet; but here is a cute one of my adorable cousins and me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aww aren't we cutte???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/1600/jodie"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="Please try to ignore the gross and disgusting nose particles lodged in my nose on this photo...." src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/320/jodie%27s%20bday%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/1600/jodie"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="This is my cousin that looks like fel and wants to suck my nipple for milk...inside joke..." src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/320/jodie%27s%20bday%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Couldn't find a pict of my 3rd cousin but yah this is a group mug shot other cousin is next to me... if u don't know who i am, you can go F*&amp;amp;k off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/1600/jodie"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="Luhoooser squad comes to save the dayyyyyy!" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7471/1226/320/jodie%27s%20bday%20018.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooo thats my blog for today, i'm so full and sleepy atm... been eatin non stop since i got back... tmr hopefully a bball game will shab some of that flab.... ps i don't think &lt;em&gt;'shab'&lt;/em&gt; is a word... ahh wells. &lt;strong&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-113526503776069702?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/113526503776069702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=113526503776069702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113526503776069702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/113526503776069702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/12/long-time-no-blog-man-wass-been-up.html' title='Long time no blog man, wass been up blawwwg? *right my rhymes have just hit an all time low...*'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112392641924862707</id><published>2005-08-13T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T18:16:01.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Building Flying Ships....</title><content type='html'>Today i am stuck indoors :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know me, i'm a naturally &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'outdoorsy'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; person. Being stuck indoors is like being in a &lt;u&gt;3 x 3&lt;/u&gt; cell for me. What to do? I knew the weather was going to be shitty, but didn't plan ahead, well i &lt;em&gt;kiiiind&lt;/em&gt; of did, but never got the motivation to go through with those plans &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i spent the day, rummaging round the house looking for things to do, when i stumbled across a &lt;em&gt;new'ish&lt;/em&gt; looking casino set! it has the full chips, poker, roullette and evverything! No need to go to burswood anymore! hahaha to test my luck today, i gave myself a &lt;strong&gt;$300&lt;/strong&gt; 'chip' limit, and went away betting on roulette!.... never the less, i lost &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my money in the first 10 mins. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn you RED!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; how could u not appear 3 times?! Grrrrzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that, being a freakishly windy day today, i also found some old balinese 'Ship Kites' and started to build them.... First ship i built i named, &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Nautilus 1"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and the second &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Nautilus 2"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Kinda unoriginal i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nautilus 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Nautilus1.jpg" alt="arrr me matey, my big ship big and proud... arrrrrh" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nautilus 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Nautilus2.jpg" alt="arrrr me mateys, this is me mini ship" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nautilus 1 &amp; 2, the shoes are my size 11 booties just to illustrate the size of my 'fleet'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Bothships.jpg" alt="arrrr a fine fleet we have here, fine indeed... arrrhhhh" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They even come with little spinning propellers that spin in the wind! Cute! gosh i'm a geek :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/smallpropellor.jpg" alt="whats this? a propellor arrrr tis unheard of arggghhhh" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Nautilus 1 out for a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'spin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wahhh the winds were damn strong i think i crashed it like 7 times! Lucky its a tough bugger, or i'm incredibly lucky to get it back in one piece! But yah, Nautilus 2 is smaller, decided not to take it out cos it'd prolly fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watching and flying those ships reminded me of two things. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Exile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the first thing, a germaic influenced anime based the concept of flying ships and council run air born world, a totally awesome anime,&lt;em&gt; i thoroughly &lt;strong&gt;thoroughly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;thoroughly&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (yes i do like it) recomend it, especially if u love the thought of flying like me and are a chronic dreamer like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lastexiledvd.com/"&gt;Last Exile&lt;/a&gt; copyright GONZO/Pioneer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/last_exile_claus_and_lavie.jpg" alt="My favorite anime of all time, i just love it! arrr the infamous Silvania, now theres a flying ship!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thought of how simple things like building a kite and flying it can amuse me. It was a good feeling. Laughing to myself, not a care in the world, enjoying myself and nature. Even playing roulette by myself reminded me of how simplistic things can make me happy(such as losing fake money hauhahah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it a couple years ago, i probably would have found these activities &lt;em&gt;'lame'&lt;/em&gt; or stupid. Some people probably still think that it still is. Not that i care what they think. What i care is that i find that i am starting to appreciate and really&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; life. I find things honestly fun and happy again. It's as if i were breaking out of a shell, a shell protecting me from my &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; feelings. This shell being built up over the years for one reason or another. Whatever purpose this shell served, is left to the past, but whatever purpose it was, it wasn't making me happy. So now i can say that i can't be more satisfied with the way things are now. Life is &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; beautiful, if only other people could see how beautiful life is to me as i do right now. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112392641924862707?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112392641924862707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112392641924862707' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112392641924862707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112392641924862707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/08/building-flying-ships.html' title='Building Flying Ships....'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112375896201396319</id><published>2005-08-11T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T19:42:09.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who? Mr PugU~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woot woot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; why the 'woot woots'? Hmmm because its a glorious day in our big blue earth today. Well actually 2 and a 1/2 weeks ago. As &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I HAVE RETURNED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, returned, from my one year self exile in &lt;em&gt;woop woop land!&lt;/em&gt; None the less, i can blog again! At least i think i can? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why has it taken me so long to blog? Well, lots and lots and lots of shite &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*pardon ze french*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; actually. Lets see, there was first the whole concept of actually getting my shite together, which i finally finished doing tonight, bar a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cleaning my shitey shitey room....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/housemontage.jpg" alt="From Duuurrrty to sSPanKiN' clean, Christina Aguilera, try that one for size!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second lot of shite to do, was to catch up with all my friends i haven't seen in ages... that was very very time &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;money consuming&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, especially the latter, when i just have an urge to &lt;em&gt;'treat'&lt;/em&gt; all my very special friends, i'm sucha sweet guy aren't I? hahaha. Cept for one friend who had to 'treat' me, cos i forgot my wallet... '&lt;em&gt;forgot'&lt;/em&gt; lol.... that friend was extraaaa special heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Avon Decent, i went to as &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;'support crew'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; recently, woah! what a blast! looks like fun! definately wanna maybe perhapsly, not suredly go try it next year? Why the uncertainty? because i'm uncertain where i'll be next year! or if i'll still be interested, thus the not so laying down of goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, getting used to the whole new working in a&lt;em&gt; 'cube'&lt;/em&gt; sorta thing. I reckon u'd think i'm going to &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;bitch&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;about work huh? &lt;strong&gt;NOPE!&lt;/strong&gt; hehehe i actually find it fun working in Perth, I have a great boss, even better colleagues, and i'm in the city with all the &lt;em&gt;yummy foods&lt;/em&gt;... OoooOOOooo that reminds me, i gained like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 kg!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since i got back :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My office, my cube, my box, my little hovel, my second home ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/office.jpg" alt="Think outside of the square? but what if u live in that square?" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My instant coffee collection, my sustanence, my boost, my saviour ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/coffee.jpg" alt="All hail coffee! woot woot! Taste the flavours of the world..." /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works been tough, but plenty of it, which i am glad. It keeps me busy, and the day passes faster, however i do have the greater urge to want to become a uni student, now i have more friends still in unit to party with!&lt;strong&gt; BAH!&lt;/strong&gt; Stupid work. *ooops* i mean good work, but &lt;em&gt;the concept&lt;/em&gt; of working i &lt;em&gt;"BAH"&lt;/em&gt; at. HAuahha i'd be soo happy though, if work was like uni, get up at 10 go home at 3pm that would be the life! When i'm mega rich, that will be my life! i'll work casual jobs at maccas or something just for fun! lol. Anyway, i'll TRY to blog sooner and faster... but... yahh with this new found 'social' life and all heheheh also a &lt;u&gt;'gomen nasai'&lt;/u&gt; to all my penpals.... don't know if i'll be able to keep up writing to u guys! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laterz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bloggerinozz!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112375896201396319?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112375896201396319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112375896201396319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112375896201396319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112375896201396319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/08/guess-who-mr-pugu.html' title='Guess who? Mr PugU~!'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112221143061163990</id><published>2005-07-24T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:40:38.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last weekend in Esperance...now what? &gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;u&gt;this is it!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Last Weekend in Esperance&lt;/strong&gt;, so what did i do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm saturday, spent time having my last surf at esperances crystal clear waters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, caught up with a few of the locals on the sunday, had a few games of pool, started of crap, but then got better... but i wanna get my own pool table soon! so look out &lt;em&gt;pool shark Bryan's&lt;/em&gt; comin your way! *plays Jaws music... &lt;strong&gt;baaaaaa bum....baaaaa bum...!&lt;/strong&gt;~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit my favorite spots in Esperance for the last time, ie the look out, Twilight &lt;em&gt;Cove, The Wind Farms, Eleven mile beach, West Beach, Fourth Beach&lt;/em&gt; (yes there are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ALOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of beaches in Esperance, these are my favorites though...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Compilations of my life and experience in ol' Espoz... ie flat tires, surfing, working, and bootiful scenery! purrtyyy shinny stuff gooot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/MyCollage.jpg" alt="The melancholy, a chapter ends, but a new one begins, what lies ahead? where am i going?" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually Sunday was kind of a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mellow melancholy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mood... actually come to think of it, i think my whole week has been kind of hard to describe, i'm not exactly &lt;strong&gt;burst&lt;/strong&gt;ing with excitement about going home, yet at the same time, i'm not exactly &lt;strong&gt;ach&lt;/strong&gt;ing to stay longer. My emotions feel like their being tugged two directions, leaving me all stretched out and devoid of feeling. &lt;em&gt;*ack* getting all poetic&lt;/em&gt;, better stop :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yahhh thats my week. I know i should be looking forward to coming home, but at the same time, it kinda feels weird, because its almost like when i get there i'm like thinking... "So, big boy &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now?" (well maybe minus the 'big boy' bit lol) Like what should i be doing now??? should i go move off to some random place again? stay put? what to do? The world is my oyster once again. It feels like i'm back where i started before starting work. All lost and confused like the simple graduate student that i was. And i'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; refusing to grow up! But i feel that i'm losing grip of my lil eight year old child spirit residing in me with everyday i work! Booo i hate work! now i understand how &lt;u&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/u&gt; can be so carefree! I wonder if by not working we all end up like Paris hiltons? O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wahhhh "Bryan Hilton soo0ooo sexy! wheres my prada underwear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/BryanHilton.jpg" alt="I'm too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt soo sexyyy it hurts..." /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112221143061163990?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112221143061163990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112221143061163990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112221143061163990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112221143061163990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/07/last-weekend-in-esperancenow-what.html' title='Last weekend in Esperance...now what? &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112159900113270930</id><published>2005-07-17T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T19:43:55.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My to do list...DO IT come on! just DO IT!</title><content type='html'>Geeez don't u hate it when ure just about to blog all your rants and raves that you've been thinking for the last &lt;u&gt;1/2&lt;/u&gt; hour, but when it comes to putting it in... &lt;strong&gt;*blank* O_o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it must be because i'm listening to the dugly(&lt;em&gt;new word dumb ugly&lt;/em&gt;) Mariah Carey... is &lt;em&gt;stupidity infectious&lt;/em&gt;?? Oooooo harsh u say? well i give a rats a$$ ^_- \/ ...Well i haven't started to sing in high pitches yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLLY! i'm annoyed with friendster, i've been trying to post on the bulletin board something of actual use, a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;'real bulletin post'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not some stupid post about how friendster is gunna kick you out for not using your acct, or posts about a person filling out a 30 minute questionaire out of pure boredom. But a post that i actually wanna tell my friends about an important event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event i am talking about is the upcoming &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;City to surf 28th of August;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right since it didn't post on friendster, i'm going to post it on my bloggy instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quote from 3rd attempt at posting on friendster:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hi everyone! i think this is like the third time i'm trying to post&lt;br /&gt;this! bloody friendster! Anyway keeping it short and non witty due to&lt;br /&gt;frustration this time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;City to surf is coming! August 28th! Time to lose the pounds gained&lt;br /&gt;from winter u tubbies! Yah i will be participating in it this year, as with all&lt;br /&gt;the other years, and was wondering if any of youssee want to join me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking of going for a meal after the run or drinks for the&lt;br /&gt;alcoholic inclined ;) and on my friendster list, there's a lot of them&lt;br /&gt;eheheh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not necessary that u run, hell 80% don't, but just be there on&lt;br /&gt;what i could describe simply as a "Buzzy fun social atmosphere" even if its&lt;br /&gt;doing exercise :( hauahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So for those who want to join me, or want to dress up!??! thats&lt;br /&gt;another option, a lot of ppl do... like 80% &lt;- okay thats a lie, but it'd be a hell of an experience if we did! For this Run for a good cause! Please! Gimme a buzz or msg, and we'll organize transport!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway for more details go here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://citytosurf.activ.asn.au/"&gt;http://citytosurf.activ.asn.au/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope u guys can make it! If not, take it easy, and for the perth ppl, i'll see u in&lt;br /&gt;14 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS Kae, Lets go for it! We'll jog it together! I'll call u&lt;br /&gt;later!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Anyway, now i've been thinking, i'll be coming back soon. Its quite cute that there are ppl that can't wait for me to come home for one reason or another! ^_- u know who u are guys. But anyway theres &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; many things that i want to do when i get back.. heres my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go Skydiving (Clarissa u better not pike! Muahhahaha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a Tattoo (Anybody know of any good places to do it in Perth?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get my motorbike licence finally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a pool table&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a new mobile (Looking at motorola v or samsung d600 or Sony Ericsson W800i) Anyone got any other recomendations or comments?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Join up with 3g&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a new sufboard (Anyone selling??? probably not from any of my friends... me being the only asian surfie in Perth lol)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spray paint using templates that surfboard (Lynnie Linda might need your help on this one if u guys don't mind)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;*Perhaps* get a new car.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go see circue du soleil! (ANYONE wanna go see with??? pleeeazze? tix are only $100+ huahahaha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GO FRIIKKKIN SHOPPING!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm such a consumer aren't I? ehheheh can't help it... esp with the shopping bit, apparently &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i look like a tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and my fashion sense has gone very &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ang mo'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; which is not good for chasing chixors apparently... But anyway... keep out an eye for blog posts of any of these events being... fingers crossed, i'll get all of them done!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112159900113270930?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112159900113270930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112159900113270930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112159900113270930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112159900113270930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-to-do-listdo-it-come-on-just-do-it.html' title='My to do list...DO IT come on! just DO IT!'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112134480960100384</id><published>2005-07-14T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T20:51:07.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd round... lucky this time?</title><content type='html'>Okay, i just reread my last post, apart from all the gramatical and spelling error(my england goot no?) I think i dwelved a bit too deep and kind of went off on a tangent trying to show off my literary and philosophical powress(don't worry i turned off Ibiza chillout sessions, listening to Amerie oooo la la). But there is a boundary between 'genius' and 'insane'. So here goes round two... will i ever get this whole bloggin thing down pat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my qualm today, is that, one of my close friends from the past (younger than me by one year 21 years), is getting married! OMG... weird i mean i know that we are at that age where the whole acceptable age of marrying is ie 20+ but i felt so uncomfortable knowing this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes me feel like "shit, Bryan, you're dead sexy, incredibly charming and above all a the sweetest nicest single guy" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**DISCLAIMER: this may be a 'bending' of the truth**&lt;/span&gt; Should i be thinking about this now? am i behind? you feel so pressured and rushed when u hear a good friend is getting married. I mean i got another old hs friend getting married to a chick he met in indo after 1 year, but that doesn't count. He's white. LOl jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dang! I mean i have mulled and mopped over the fact that everyones getting older and more 'mature' therefore less hanging out, less partying, more sitting at home and going to work. And i still have not submitted to that *yet* my "Peter Pan" syndrome (as i call it, ie never wanna grow up) is still very strong. To get married? thats huge! A massive commitment. I dunno, its scary, soon i'm going to have less and less friends, which means that i'll have less and less people to hang out with. Then *POW* before you know it, i'm one of those dodgey old men in the trains checking out highschool girls... erk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i better get cracking now. Right, Ahem. *cough cough* Attention all women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single male, 22, looking for single female(s), good looking.&lt;br /&gt;height: 5ft 7. Weight: 73-75 kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoys: all sports, esp water sports, eating out, swimming in money(like Scrooge McDuck in ducktales), trying new things, all sorts of music bar western(thats not music yo.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes: Whiny people, rude people, blood (haemaphobe), closemindedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for: Semi independant sassy woman with a cute side. Must enjoy trying new things all the time. Mustn't be after my money. Must look like Jeon Ji Hyun or similar. Mustn't be a man pretending to be a woman. Must Cook well. (hey someones gotta make up for my lack of culinary skill) Mustn't have bad BO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proposed date and venue of marriage: 2010-2011 Tropical Beach side style wedding like in Richie Ren and Sammi Chengs movie "Summer Holiday" (realeased 2000).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo how unoriginal ;) hauhahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112134480960100384?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112134480960100384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112134480960100384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112134480960100384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112134480960100384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/07/2nd-round-lucky-this-time.html' title='2nd round... lucky this time?'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112134315592482638</id><published>2005-07-14T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T20:12:35.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you mean life isn't simple??</title><content type='html'>*wowwwww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading a lot of blogs recently, and realised that mine is hardly serious at all :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm going to attempt to blog my almost deepest semi-dark feelings today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say? today was a good day, i'm still recovering from my stomach-cramp-wanna-throw-up-yet-i'm-still-hungry pains. But mentally,  my mind was amuck. My brains actually a mess normally, if my brain was a metaphor, it'd be strangely interesting and wise sewerage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, first thing. I came up with a theory that just cleared a lot of life for me. I have been lately trying to be original "not run with the herd aka end up in the f&amp;^king slaughterhouse" as a good friend quotes regularly. But then i realised, wtf is orginality? by me being alternative is that orginal? dissing social norms, is that original? alternative music, now has a categorie unto itself, so its no longer original?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised that most things are not original, almost everything nowadays thought of as being 'original' is just an actual collage of memories, and hence since these memories were mixes of items/experiences/influences of another 'thing'(in the broad sense of the word), technically, its not original. Think about it, designers make their creations through influence and never really have a form of originality, just influences. The person who invented surfing, probably saw a log being pushed to shore by a wave, and thus wasn't exactly original.  So really, its just an overlap of influences and memories that creat so called forms of 'originality'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a source to all this originality, otherwise there wouldn't be this overlap or creativity or life possibly at all. The ultimate form of originality? Nature. Thats it. We derive everything from nature plain and simply. Other things are irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i gotta stop listening to "Ibiza Chillout sessions" when i blog :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was experimenting last night, you know that theory that men think of sex every 3 minutes or something... well, sitting alone, couldn't sleep 2am in the morning... i reached down into my pants.... NAh not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came with an experiment to 'bust this myth' as the totally awesome Mythbusters would say, and just tried to think of as many random objects/people/words and say them out a loud as fast as my brain could. Though sexual items did prop up quite a lot. I stumbled upon a funny trick. Our brains are crap. They can't process things quickly without relating items to one another. Like if i thought of apples, next item would be another fruit lychee, then it'd be SE Asia, then it'd be malaysian girl, then it'd be hotel, then it'd be..... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, i found that quite interesting. You should try it, if you are ever bored out of ure skull an insomniac living 800km from home by yourself that hasn't had a healthy meal for the last month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112134315592482638?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112134315592482638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112134315592482638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112134315592482638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112134315592482638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-do-you-mean-life-isnt-simple.html' title='What do you mean life isn&apos;t simple??'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112117199933522707</id><published>2005-07-12T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T19:49:46.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uggggg sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes i know i &lt;em&gt;had it coming...&lt;/em&gt; i'm having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;stomach cramps&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right now... tryin to force it down with a mix of hot &lt;strong&gt;salami sticks and sour skittles&lt;/strong&gt;, don't think its helping... at least the &lt;em&gt;mold&lt;/em&gt; taste is out of my mouth.... The day did not look good. Only on the third day for the quest empty pantry absolution, danger has befallen our hero Long Elf Largentas Estinelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*spplllttt sppplllllt splooooshhhh* -translated "i am unable to converse at this time, as my mouth is my ass, please leave a msg... *sppplrrtttt**"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="How do you like 'Mr pretty boy' now girls? give him a kissss, and get transmit a disease of two..." src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Largeint.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day did not bode well for our heroes, with the first indication of bad omens, when a strangely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;shaped peanut butter spread&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; begun to appear on their lembas bread. Signs were not good for our heroes, soon after staring at the oddly shapped peanut butter, stomach fits occured. From hysteria what not of staring at the poo shapped breakfast too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What the?? Poo related comments from previous post flowing on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="PooOOOOOO WRAITHHHHHS!!! BUM Bum Bum" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/PooBread.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much strenious tremendous trek (3min drive to work) our heroes faced our first challenge... the much feared sirens of sleep! (aka tax returns) unfortunately though, no ear muffs or wax could prevent the devastating power...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;enius! I was completely fooled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/haircut1.jpg" alt="Yes i do, do work at work." /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to evening... Esperamore dead quiet(as well as boring), not an orc (our receptionist) or a goblin (padantic lady that works out the back) to be heard... when our heroes stumble upon a gourd of black substance, with a slightly white film...perhaps well seasoned oil?...weary and starved from a tough day of fighting orcs and goblins as the such, our heroes submit to the black substance and cook up a 'zaru soba suprise' only to find that the henous sauce had been leftover and the film was not that of seasoned oil at all! But off the mossy mold from the dead marshes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fate will befall our heroes... what hospital awaits him? will he need to wear a nappy for life? Who knows?... stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112117199933522707?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112117199933522707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112117199933522707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112117199933522707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112117199933522707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/07/uggggg-sick.html' title='Uggggg sick'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112070777002090394</id><published>2005-07-08T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T20:21:25.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><content type='html'>The quest has begun, not for the weak stomached or naseous types... &lt;u&gt;it has begun&lt;/u&gt;.... The quest to eat &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; thats been sitting/rotting in my pantry and fridge this last year. No more grocery shopping for the next 3 weeks. Brace yourself stomach, the war has just begun.... &lt;em&gt;*plays lord of the rings music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gandalf the glut, hear me ROAR! *burrrppp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The quest for middle intestine begins...damn redrock chilli chips are deeelish!" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Tubbywubby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how much throwing up will be done? how much food poisoning awaits us on this perilous quest? &lt;em&gt;"6 food groups to conquor, one stomach to rule them all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Supposedly this is what i'm supposed to be eating... more like it will become like this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Food pyramid? more food labyrinth" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Crap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhaahh i just found something interesting, google "&lt;strong&gt;diarrhea picture&lt;/strong&gt;" and you will get the picture found below... I thought it was hilarious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey Blue did u just do a doo doo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="I think blue just left us a clue!" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/bluesclues_goodwork.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet a source of all knowledge usefull and helpful... but theres the other scale as well... ie &lt;a href="http://www.ratemypoo.com/"&gt;http://www.ratemypoo.com/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ratemyvomit.com/"&gt;http://www.ratemyvomit.com/&lt;/a&gt; warning these sites might put u off food, &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;turn you on&lt;/u&gt;. (If it does, your one sick motherfu....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... about my day, slow as, not much work to do, emailing a lot of ppl that i haven't heard from in a long time so that was good! A lot of catching up to do when i get back! Meh, i can't be bothered to talk about my life, so stop peeking into it! but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please comment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on my blog ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L8rz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112070777002090394?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112070777002090394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112070777002090394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112070777002090394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112070777002090394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112073999846625932</id><published>2005-07-07T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:11:11.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuckin' Terrorists!</title><content type='html'>Was going to do a humorous blog about my stomach and eating... but with these attacks that have just happened, i'm too mellow worried about friends in Europe and I think i'll write a short blog about terrorism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRORISM IS GAY! GO BURN IN HELL TERRORISTS, I wish i could pass a general world law: for every act of terrorism incurred, for every terrorist attack, the country of origin from which the terrorists/attack came should be bombed the same number of times with nukes. The targets will be at random. They want random acts of killing? we can give them random acts of killing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No funny photos today. I'm annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps for anyone involved with the attacks, and caught, should get their and any of their sons, nephews and cousins balls cut off, so that they cannot spread their evil seeed. GRRRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112073999846625932?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112073999846625932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112073999846625932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112073999846625932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112073999846625932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/07/fuckin-terrorists.html' title='Fuckin&apos; Terrorists!'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-112048560267313411</id><published>2005-07-04T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T20:55:43.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man homer your really slow... "WORD Said... wait a minute...."</title><content type='html'>Apparently &lt;em&gt;i'm&lt;/em&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;retard&lt;/strong&gt; :( I can understand with pictures like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="have u seen my leather bound cross stitched pig hide spherical shaped base ball?" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Loser.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i dunno hey, i think its more a matter of being random than retarded? I don't run around yelling &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;"have u seen my baseball"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I tell u some of my friends however... not to name any names... they on the other hand, i querie their mental stability...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyway, good news! RSM Bird Cameron is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sending me home!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;woot woot!&lt;/em&gt; can't wait to go home, but i gotta pack and all that crap on the weekend, and its gunna be one killa 8 hour drive argh! But going home is worth the wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;home sweet home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="This is not my house, this is a lie, but i will not take any responsiblity, it is my house. In my head. woot woot!" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/myhouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played bball announced the news to the local guys that i won't be joining them this season, the were sad, they said they were going to miss my shenanigans and super MJ skills. (The bball MJ that is... actually let me clarify, the &lt;strong&gt;BASKETBALL MICHAEL JORDAN&lt;/strong&gt;. Not boys balls Michael jackson.) Anyway i'm too tired to blog good today, brain not good work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In your face biatttchhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="I wonder what other skills he can apply this position to... er...." src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Basketballs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'll leave u guys to imagine blog a wonderful blog in your head. U freaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-112048560267313411?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/112048560267313411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=112048560267313411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112048560267313411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/112048560267313411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/07/man-homer-your-really-slow-word-said.html' title='Man homer your really slow... &quot;WORD Said... wait a minute....&quot;'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-111997231437545934</id><published>2005-06-28T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T00:05:53.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE TAN GIRLS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OoooOooooo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Theres something about Tan girls that just get the hormones buzzing! Mmmmm... why is it that Tan girls are such a turn on? Is it our dark skinned African roots? I have no idea... but something about them.... *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE TANNED GIRLS!,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lets make that official! Tanness emphasizes &lt;strong&gt;Energy! Youth! Adventure! Life! Strength! Independance! Passion! and lots of beach which i love!&lt;/strong&gt; O_o heheheh nyway, back to the blog... I WAS about to write about how gross and disgusting &lt;em&gt;'fake'&lt;/em&gt; tan was... until i saw this photo... i think i'll need to reassess... ;) i'm a fickle person that changes my mind quickly, no i don't! Yes I do! Um?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vavvaaa voooooooom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="........d.......r.......o..o.........l......." src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Ganguro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese are the biggest culprits of &lt;em&gt;'fake tan'&lt;/em&gt; As these Ganguro girls promptly demonstrate, they seriously 'cake it on' Though the examples i have shown are of the 'sexually alluring' nature. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pplz... stop wanking now, because you're about to get a shock, but if you've already finished wanking after reading this, you came too fast ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;**BEWARE... DISTURBED IMAGES BELOW - YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED**&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Viola, the not so good Ganguro type girls...but wait! theres more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="...I can't see through the make up!...wait let me add more eyeliner!... you'll be booootifull!" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Uglyganguro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The even more wrong Ganguro type BOYS! Omg what monkeys~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The typical 'V' on chicks sooo cute... hold on... wait... those aren't chicks...." src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Ganguraboys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rigghhht so back to the issue... rightt... although the first example was damnnn fine specimen of hot Ganguro girls... i doubt that they're interesting people. Most likely is that they're insecure people with an inferiority complex want to be noticed in society, but cannot do so without looking, how can i say? Like a &lt;em&gt;golden monkey&lt;/em&gt;? not saying that these girls are, but i believe as a majority stereotype, this would be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do they realise&lt;/strong&gt; that they look like they've spent too long cooking in an oven set on 'deep fry'? I think so, &lt;strong&gt;do they realise&lt;/strong&gt; that with a little rain and a bit of make up remover that they become can melt plain people? I think they do. &lt;strong&gt;Do they care?&lt;/strong&gt; I think not... because the spotlight is all they crave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair enough u use fake tan for special occasion, like a fashion shoot, a school ball etc etc, but to wear it &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; the time? Why not spend all that time putting on the fake tan, actually sitting out in the sun and getting a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; one? Or even going to a solarium? Though thats not much better... Tsk... i don't like the fake tan, it dilutes all that Tanness stands for, and it makes it difficult for me and any other &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;'pure tan'&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;lovers to find the &lt;strong&gt;'real thing'&lt;/strong&gt;! Kinda like thai 'women' and how they have peni.... woahhh Lets not go there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Good GRAVy!... before there were heaps of nice tanned (natural?) '&lt;em&gt;friendster&lt;/em&gt;' girls &lt;em&gt;lol i have to blog on about friendster one day...&lt;/em&gt; that i could find as an example, but now i got none, none that i already know that will probably bitch slap my ass to the moon if they found out i posted their picture ;) But once you google "tanned asian photos" 3 guesses of what search results you get? I'll give you a hint, it &lt;strong&gt;*rhymes*&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;'corn'.&lt;/strong&gt;.. but i checked em out anyway, just to be sure ;) If i find one i'll post here. If you wanna submit &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; tan picture, pass it to me and after rigirous testing, if sucessful will be posted here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[&lt;u&gt;Insert your Tan picture here&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEheheh maybe i'm being superficial again... but theres also a level of tanness that distinguishes burnt or well done... but i'll save that for another blog..... lol &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Allll hail T.A.N!!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Totally Asian Naturelle!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(Tan that is)!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-111997231437545934?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/111997231437545934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=111997231437545934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111997231437545934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111997231437545934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-tan-girls.html' title='I LOVE TAN GIRLS!!!'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-111979074905786421</id><published>2005-06-26T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:45:38.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfing and Japan in the 70s</title><content type='html'>Goodie goodie! Was a &lt;em&gt;good &lt;/em&gt;day today! ^____^ lots of 3ft-4ft surf even till 3 in the arvo! Met a cool guy whos &lt;strong&gt;travelled around Australia!&lt;/strong&gt; This was his second time! Hardcore! knows almost every spot and place around the coast lines in Aus! He reckons Esperance has one of the best beaches though, so i liked him ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rest of the day was spent sleeping, i think i spent 3.5 hrs out in the water, i barely had enough energy to walk up the sand dunes to my car by the time i'd finished, heheheh And now i'm contemplating, due to 2 days of surf &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'hair'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of getting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;dreads&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; done, like not the massive rasta type, but like mini dreds like the japs ^_- what do you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a pretty good film just then, it was very&lt;strong&gt; 70s&lt;/strong&gt;, its called 'Stray rock sex hunter' don't mind the title, its not porn ;) but its like a 70s based Jap film about a group of girl gangsters and the trials and tribulations of racism(against half castes etc) at the time, i was thoroughly impressed! even though it was made in the 70s, i think most artso's would appreciate it too, it had a thumpin oldskool soundtrack, well flowing plot, and there was good character development. And some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUNKY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; assed fashion even for 70s might i say. Very cool film indeed, its among one of my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Strayrockcatsexhunter.jpg" alt="Yasuharu Hasebe...in one word? Grooovey!!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has always been the conception that there is still &lt;strong&gt;racism&lt;/strong&gt; between foreigners and half castes in Japan in present day, and i wonder if that is really the case. I've heard of people who have moved over to Japan attempting to establish a lifestyle there, only to return bitterly dissapointed due to the racisism they received. Mind you i don't mean racism with caucasians, god! i think we all know that&lt;em&gt; they love&lt;/em&gt; caucasians, but among fellow asians/half castes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on going to Japan to teach english for a year, yet&lt;em&gt; ANOTHER&lt;/em&gt; one of my unfulfilled dreams, and i hope that that won't be the case when i get there. Though with the issues with Japan and China at the moment, i guess i should be prepare my self for the anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, short bloggeth today, feeling quite lazy, can't wait to go home next weekend! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-111979074905786421?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/111979074905786421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=111979074905786421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111979074905786421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111979074905786421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/06/surfing-and-japan-in-70s.html' title='Surfing and Japan in the 70s'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-111971594542769374</id><published>2005-06-25T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:27:33.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap is an Under Over statement of my day :P</title><content type='html'>Howdy peepz, Ugh a very painful and unhygenic day today... lucky for you i've given my '&lt;em&gt;photoshopping&lt;/em&gt;' skills a miss on account that i'm tired, very sore and painful...no deep inspirational or controversial topics either today, not that i've had this blog for long... i plan to torture you ppl with my bitchin' and rants... umm i mean &lt;strong&gt;my ideologies&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;theories&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... back to the day, ugh. Started off today, went for my morning surf as usual, decided to try my favorite spot, (&lt;em&gt;3rd carpark,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;tourist loop&lt;/em&gt;) Theres always been a reef near where i surf, but most of the time, i surf quite far away from it... but today... it seems like the surf gods weren't smiling on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FIRST wave that i caught! My one wave, it was only about ~3ft twas all going well, but as it was bringing me to shore, i noticed...hey this isn't where i paddled out from! and then i realised, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SheEEet!,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i was heading &lt;strong&gt;straight &lt;/strong&gt;to reef! I didn't realise, but while i was paddling out, the current was pushing me closer and closer to the reef. So what can you do? i had to bail, but by that time it was too late, i was getting sucked into the reef by the current.... The rest of the story tells itself, i got some bruising a lot of cuts, a bit of blood (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHICH I HATE!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, cos i'm a &lt;em&gt;haemaphobe&lt;/em&gt;) and small chunk of meat coming out of the sole of my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Owchies, my bloody foot... not pretty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="My foot red, blood, me haemaphobe... NOT good!" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Footpain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lucky i was wearing a wet suit, otherwise i reckon i would have got alot more hurt. And lucky that my board got more of a bruisin when i was getting out of the reef... Unfortunately for it, its 'dinged' up and scratched up as the surfies call it. To make things worse, a &lt;em&gt;crab clawed&lt;/em&gt; my bleeding foot as i was getting out :( so &lt;strong&gt;NOT happy JAN&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean i knew that theres a first experience in getting hurt in surfing, so i guess i have to be lucky it wasn't too serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day, spent recovering and licking my wounds... not literally, i don't think i could EVER lick blood &lt;em&gt;UGhhghhghghg&lt;/em&gt;. Even if its like a survivor challenge or something. I pass out at the sight of blood, like quantious amounts &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my kitchen, i encountered something i haven't encountered before in all my singlehood life. Normally its, i have no food, therefore i must starve on spoonfulls of &lt;strong&gt;milo&lt;/strong&gt;. This time however, it wasn't the lack of food. (Its a saturday, shopping day... mmm $80 worth of junk food....mmm) It was more the &lt;em&gt;lack of dishes&lt;/em&gt; to put the food in, when cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Duuurrrrttttyyyyy ^_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Check out the dish rack on the right... when its empty, not good :P" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Duuurtyyy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on another update... Its &lt;strong&gt;A WINTER PLAYGROUND IN ESPERANCE&lt;/strong&gt;! heheeh jkjk I cleaned out all that bloody frost in my non frost free fridge! The result is as follows ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The closest i ever got to snow... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="OOoooo! I can almost make a mini snowman with this ;)" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Ice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehhh so a not so good day... i think when i get back to Perth, i'm going to trade in my board to get a new one... I think my epoxy board is really a bit of a bush pig, i need something faster and lighter...mmm fibre glassness... Anywayyyy hopefully tomorrows surf adventure will be promising... ^___^ yep, you heard, if my cuts etc are all healed by tmr, i'm going again! I just can't get enough of the surffff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodle-OooooO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-111971594542769374?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/111971594542769374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=111971594542769374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111971594542769374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111971594542769374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/06/crap-is-under-over-statement-of-my-day.html' title='Crap is an Under Over statement of my day :P'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-111953578826468785</id><published>2005-06-23T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T22:09:48.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel bug has bitten, its bitten deep!</title><content type='html'>Woah sudden burst of travel energy *pop* ahhh energy levels too high! *bounces travel destinations through head* Hawaii surfing yeah! Dubaii hot deseerrttts! HOT!! Spain running of the bulls YOWCHAZ! Sapporo Japan! Snow season! Sick! Italy! Ferrari! FAST! New York! Twin towers... errr RIP guys... oooh that just took a mellow tune.... OMG i think i've been staying in Esperance too long! Can't wait to get home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Gored.jpg" alt="One of my dream destinations! Samfermin festival, Pamplona" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years gone soo fast, its really quite funny! YOu ppl didn't think i would make it mAUhahaha~ well look at me now! hornier and more desperate than ever!!! girlss numbers please...call me at 0412 %$^ &amp;%&amp;amp; hahaha but seriously PARTYYYYYYY is all i wanna do when i get back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/CastmeAway.jpg" alt="yes... i know, bad photoshop... but you try to photoshop a receding hairline of a yellow man onto a white one!!!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhh but other than this sudden burst of travel energy, nothing to report today, my non frost free fridge is turning into a winter better chip it out soon... wheres my ice pick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-111953578826468785?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/111953578826468785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=111953578826468785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111953578826468785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111953578826468785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/06/travel-bug-has-bitten-its-bitten-deep.html' title='Travel bug has bitten, its bitten deep!'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-111944961324497838</id><published>2005-06-22T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:13:13.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm wow! Time sure does fly! but why without me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wow!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just talking to my bestie Kae over the phone about random rubbish, when the topic of one of our old friends Christine came up! Heya Christine! if your reading ;) Missin' ya an everyone back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since i've spoken to a lot of friends, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEY i'm still thinking about u guys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Its quite ironic though, as i'll be moving back home to Perth soon, but yet, everyone seems to be moving away? (yes i'm thinking of a certain Hana, Nerissa, Charis *stares*) They're all girls too? It must be an omen :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But anyway&lt;/em&gt;... back to the topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine was my highschool ball partner, and ever since we have been good friends, &lt;strong&gt;shes a hell drunk&lt;/strong&gt;, but she knows that &lt;strong&gt;i am too&lt;/strong&gt;. We both don't admit we're drunks, but deep inside, we know better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sober bunch.... only to get drunker............ UNTIL..............ahhh the nostalgia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Lots of funn drunkedness...ahhh the nostalgia...and the blurred vision...." src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/FunMontageSmall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... Chris will be moving to Sydney soon to work, where the normal daily commute is 1 hr to get to work and back, whilst working hours are 8-8pm. So many of my friends have gone there to work, and are leaving too, yet i can't comprehend why? The balance of &lt;strong&gt;life versus work&lt;/strong&gt;, seems to be severly misbalanced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand we are young, therefore we are able to handle these lifestyles, but thats just it... I don't get it? &lt;em&gt;'we are able to handle these lifestyles'&lt;/em&gt;? Does that mean that we should be spending majority of our days working to no end, and retiring back to sleep only to wake up to the same ol drudgery over and over again for our &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;youth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand its important to work hard, but at the same time, i'm thinking, "I'm young, shouldn't i be having more fun and enjoying quality of life, while i still can until i get older?" actually scratch that. "I'm&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;human&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, therefore &lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; should be spending as much time as &lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; can on this big blue earth enjoying what oppurtunities and joys it can bring?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people rarely enjoy the work that they do, and &lt;em&gt;if they&lt;/em&gt; do, they are either one of the very lucky minority that get into a job that they can fully appreciate, or b, they are easily satisfied. Sure Sydney is a big and fun place to party at, but thats just it, its a fun party place, but in terms of living and working there? I'm not just critisizing Sydney of course, our Asian neighbours are even worse, with Singapore and Malaysia being some of the main culprits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think its because i'm a very lazy person, &lt;strong&gt;but you think about it yourself, why is it that we work?&lt;/strong&gt; Its so that we can provide good quality of life for our family, and to live a comfortable life. Unless your extremely material obsessed, work is more a chore, something that has to be done to get the bread on the table, provided you get time from work to sit at that table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite weird yarrr.... i guess this is my &lt;em&gt;"Generation Y"&lt;/em&gt; syndrome kicking in. Work is something everyone can do without. I just want to know what will happen when everyone works so much that they forget what they are doing it for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The ultimate job thrill!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="What do you mean you can't say bomb in a plane? bomb ba ba bomb bomb bomb!" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/Bombtechnician.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-111944961324497838?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/111944961324497838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=111944961324497838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111944961324497838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111944961324497838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmm-wow-time-sure-does-fly-but-why.html' title='Hmm wow! Time sure does fly! but why without me?'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-111927844221092366</id><published>2005-06-20T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T23:22:56.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer, veering on the classification of 'womens' sport?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oooo AHHhhhh.... got the photos finally working&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes you have to wonder, what is up with this game we call soccer? called 'football' in most asian countries, don't get me wrong, i'm a fan of the sport and i love to play the game. But what i hate the most is the &lt;strong&gt;diving and faking of pain&lt;/strong&gt; that goes on in the sport!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My god! u'd think you were watching a a melodrama of who can make the worst face contortion look! Fair enough, go down when your in you serious pain, and broken something vital to living. But puhhhlease, i just cringe whenever i see acts like Rivaldo in Brasil world cup get struck in the legs mildly with a soccer ball to do the full &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;back flip and grab my face in pain, even though i was struck in the knees move!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not that Rivaldos got a face worth saving... mind you. Those brazillians, they come up with all the moves... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Would u save this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="HELPff! i haff glwue stuck o my fingas an now wook!" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/rivaldo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or even sexier, this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/SexyRivaldo.jpg" alt="I use oil of Ulan for my legs...so silky...so smooth..." /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever lived in Aus like i have, you know that there are sports far worse than 'soccer' where pain is actually a real possiblity! Look at Aussie Rules, where your encouraged to literally&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jump on your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;opponent's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back(in the non sexual sense) and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ride him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (non sexu...ahhh u get it) in the air looking for an &lt;strong&gt;oblong shaped football&lt;/strong&gt;....Gee i just realised 'Aussie rules' has a lot of sexual connotations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The King of football Mr "&lt;strong&gt;Chris Judd"&lt;/strong&gt;... who looks suspiciously like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Yeah i run with futball good. momma says i fast." src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/ChrisJuddHero.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Yellow and Blue Steeele baby" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/ZoolanderJudd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or Rugby, the Australian one, not like the stupid version NFL, where the prerequisites of entry is to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a. Either be extremely obesely fat(not hard in the US) and good at playing 'patty cakes' with your opponent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;b. Throw good and far like your momma taught u. Or run fast. Without forgetting the ball.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That sport is rough Aussie Rugby, you wear no armour, your facing a 100+kg opponent that can ACTUALLY run, and your constantly being bashed whether u have the ball or not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="OWWWWWWW WOWOWOOWOWOWOWWW" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/broken-leg-rugby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These sports illustrate how ridiculous the '&lt;em&gt;feining&lt;/em&gt;' (spelling? i'm lazy to spell check) that soccer is, if this type of crap was ever allowed or occurred in the sports mentioned before. On a mass basis, the game would never get going with everyone keeled over in &lt;strong&gt;"pain"&lt;/strong&gt;, but if you did it yourself trying to start a trend, you would get chucked into the womens league, or killed. By your team mates. nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its no wonder that soccer is thought of as such a &lt;em&gt;'piss poor sport'&lt;/em&gt; or a &lt;em&gt;'wanker sport'&lt;/em&gt; as the Aussies might call it? because in all honesty think about it can we blame them? That aside, i'm still watching the game, Brazil vs Mexico on the lovely SBS channel. Although a 'piss poor sport' still a damn good one, bar the majority of whusses that play in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/13791154-111927844221092366?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/111927844221092366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=111927844221092366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111927844221092366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111927844221092366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/06/soccer-veering-on-classification-of.html' title='Soccer, veering on the classification of &apos;womens&apos; sport?'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13791154.post-111919112112739421</id><published>2005-06-19T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T23:21:39.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The birth of a Blog... what hell and riots will it reap?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow finally got sucked into the blogosphere... hmmm what can i say? errr hello cyberspace? Hope you don't mind, cos theres going to be alot of vomit and crap coming out of this blogspot hencforth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr what is this blog dedicated to? Dedicated to? hmmm I guess my life? My experiences of an ABC/semi-fob/Japanese wannabe "adult" *cough* *cough* *bullshit* *ahem* living in Australia? The hardships of love that i encounter? the pains of lifes lessons encountered, the things i have dropped on the ground and eaten... and anything inbetween?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well *ahem* TAdA! Welcome to my blog, fellow cyber geeks, i mean readers. Hope you'll like what i post, and to those that know me, please don't stare at me different after reading my blogs hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get started! Pug engines are GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Au revoir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/b4d5a555.jpg" alt="A rare narcissistic moment for me" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13791154-111919112112739421?l=pugu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/feeds/111919112112739421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13791154&amp;postID=111919112112739421' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111919112112739421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13791154/posts/default/111919112112739421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pugu.blogspot.com/2005/06/birth-of-blog-what-hell-and-riots-will.html' title='The birth of a Blog... what hell and riots will it reap?'/><author><name>Bryan C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04812597584010474608</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a213/Pughouse/KingShinno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
