<?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-22394114</id><updated>2012-02-10T01:10:20.389+08:00</updated><category term='life goes on'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='ex'/><category term='broken'/><title type='text'>No Jackson, no life.</title><subtitle type='html'>If only I had something to describe myself with other than noisy, irritating, joker and moronically hilarious.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-3772645506371678094</id><published>2010-01-26T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:24:35.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellow readers.. [If there are any. |:]</title><content type='html'>I will be discontinuing my blog and will make my comic blog my main blog now as drawing comics are so much faster than typing a story out. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll see you there. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4vocado.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack, signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-3772645506371678094?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3772645506371678094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=3772645506371678094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3772645506371678094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3772645506371678094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/fellow-readers-if-there-are-any.html' title='Fellow readers.. [If there are any. |:]'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-1513709082142059426</id><published>2010-01-17T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T01:29:15.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KILL IT! KILL IT WITH FIRE!</title><content type='html'>So, after that emo post. I read back at my 2006 posts. And, HAHAHAHA. HOLY SHIT I CAN'T BELIEVE I TYPED OUT THAT SHIT. HAHA. So, in celebration of those shitty shits that I typed, I guess I'll write up another one! Well, because I'm bored enough to anyways. Got bored of games for a while. So I guess blogging for a bit might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, you know what? I'll draw up a comic! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE : Comic posted at 4vocado.blogspot.com. That'll be my comic section from now on. :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-1513709082142059426?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1513709082142059426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=1513709082142059426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1513709082142059426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1513709082142059426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/kill-it-kill-it-with-fire.html' title='KILL IT! KILL IT WITH FIRE!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-6608299955790053477</id><published>2010-01-17T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:13:48.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life goes on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><title type='text'>Well, I'm a killer.</title><content type='html'>Yeah. I just killed a friendship because I stated the truth, I'm not gonna post something too long, but I just want to rant about it at least for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you see, me and my ex broke up recently, ;why, I'm not gonna bother explaining here; and well, I asked her, can we still be friends. Because I'm friends with my ex-es and I don't want any bad blood in between because, well I feel that if a relationship ends, it should at least be able to stay as a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the thing, so I told her [ex] that all relationships will end in some point in time because unless you're gonna be commited to the point of marriage, it will end. Finding this unacceptable, she says she regrets meeting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that, while understandable because I broke up with her, ;but, at I didn't do it like "lul let's break up because I don't want to be with you anymore."; but the thing that really bothers me is that she couldn't accept what I said [which was a relationship will end in some point in time unless you're gonna get married if you're blur], and said that she regrets meeting me. What do you guys think? Do you share my point of view [relationships ending if you're not commited to the point of marriage] readers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I end my rant there. Thank you for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-6608299955790053477?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6608299955790053477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=6608299955790053477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/6608299955790053477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/6608299955790053477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-im-killer.html' title='Well, I&apos;m a killer.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-5375252985510593604</id><published>2010-01-09T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:10:38.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooly Shit.</title><content type='html'>Hahaha. Yes. The title does have SOME relevance to this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, guys, I've just found the BEST troll site ever. BEST, TROLL, SITE, EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, if you don't know what a troll is, sigh, I'll explain it to the ones who aren't so... Internet meme savvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, basically, trolling is all about pissing off your opposition by making them believe that you wholeheartedly believe in something. ... Yeah you know what, I think I'm gonna give you guys an example instead of giving an explanation, seriously, it's hard explaining it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, let's say we have A and B talking over the internets, and they're discussing about.. Hmm.. Let's say the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's make A the troll. So, A will most probably tell B that he just found out a really awesome fact about the moon. It's made out of cheese! Yes, that's what A tells B. But, as the whole world knows, the moon is not [DUH] made out of cheese. So, B tells A that the moon is not made out of cheese, and he has alot of proof showing that the moon is made out of... not cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But A, knowing that obviously the moon isn't made out of cheese, seeks this opportunity to piss the fuck out of B by pretending that A never knew that and has countless proof that the moon is, in fact made out of cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, A starts shooping [photoshopping] photos of the moon, making them look authentic, create articles of the moon having traces of cheese in it, and all that shit, and starts shoving them in B's face. But, B, being a susceptible target to trolling, thinking A is wholly serious about it, gets pissed at A because everyone knows that the moon is not made out of cheese. And starts rebutting about why the moon is not made out of cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B has fallen into A's trap perfectly, and with this, A continues to piss B off with untrue facts that he created himself to fool B because A thinks it's fun to piss people off that way to make other people think that he's stupid and explode at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my point comes to this, http://www.landoverbaptist.net/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site, is possibly, the BIGGEST troll site, EVER. EVER EVER. Trust me, go read it, and you'll understand the concept of trolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is until here, that I stop my post, and I bid you, happy readings! :D Because, you'd probably get trolled in that website. I swear, you will definitely fall for it's trap. HAHA. Because I know I did. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-5375252985510593604?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5375252985510593604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=5375252985510593604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/5375252985510593604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/5375252985510593604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/hooly-shit.html' title='Hooly Shit.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-7184206517853943276</id><published>2010-01-08T06:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:45:56.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well howdy doo!</title><content type='html'>Hey what's up bloggerssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been a fucking year already. My god, 2010, time fucking flies by when you're wasting your life in Japan. Wewt! Hahaha. Sigh, I hate my life, BUT I LOVE IT TOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, anyways, I've been in Japan for a year plus now, and well, I've been loving it here. Almost everything here is awesome [note that I said almost, because, I'm not a fucking weaboo, you know, who are like "OMFG JPN R OHSUMZ HEHEHE ANIMEANIMEANIME YAOIYAOIYAOI" FUCK YOU GUYS. Mm yeah. That's right.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's 2010, and sigh.. It's so tragic, but it must all come to an end now. I'm so sorry to announce that.. In two years time, the world will be ending. Yes. Ending. Tragically, fucking underground volcanos erupting and shit, the seas fucking going ape on us and shit, time to fucking build arks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering why I'm bringing this up, of course, silly, it's because of the movie 2012! Well, I don't ACTUALLY believe it, but yeah, I'm just.. Uhm.. Joining the hype you know, bein' cool and shit like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo dude! You prepared for the god damn apocalypse braaah!?" Then I'd be all, "Nah man, but I'm fucking warning the masses now brah!My fucking blog's telling the people how to prevent it and all that shiiiiit~" then he'd be all, "Woah duuuuuuuude, you are so fucking COOL MAN. I wish I had a blog to update to warn the masses about the apocalypse... [):]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd be all, dude, you can, you can. All you need to do, is.... [Conversation fade out movie effect.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! So, yeah, the world's ending in two years! :D Get your ark tickets ready, because we're gonna be in WATER WORLD! YAAAY! [I have this feeling that in 2012, there's gonna be this movie called 2024 that's gonna predict the world getting blown the shit up by volcanos, or at least, something close to that. :3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so, right, it's been a long time since I've updated my blog, so I wanna do things differently this time. So, whenever I update, if you guys want me to keep updating, all you gotta do is post some answers to answer my question I ask by the end of the day, and I'll see to it that I update regularly! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might even update to a video blog and start it on youtube if I'm encouraged enough. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, alright! Today's question is, what are YOU going to do for the upcoming "apocalypse"?! If you are allowed only to bring one person and one item onboard, who and what are you gonna bring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you people soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-7184206517853943276?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7184206517853943276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=7184206517853943276&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/7184206517853943276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/7184206517853943276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2010/01/well-howdy-doo.html' title='Well howdy doo!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-4094257322044206411</id><published>2009-06-28T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:58:49.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God damnit.</title><content type='html'>You are selfish when it comes to things that I can't help you in sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to strangle you sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon when I have something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Which is like.. Uhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea. Maybe when I draw something. :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep your hopes up. D;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-4094257322044206411?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4094257322044206411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=4094257322044206411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/4094257322044206411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/4094257322044206411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-damnit.html' title='God damnit.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-8067437986525770437</id><published>2008-12-20T16:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:49:28.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellooo felloooow.</title><content type='html'>What's up peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time since I've blogged again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Going back to Malaysia soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really feel prepared to go home, but what can I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ticket's been bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice. I'm forced home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say I don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to go home, it's just that. I don't want to go home, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Japanese isn't fluent enough, and I have 2 weeks of holidays to practice it in Japan by attending events and stuff, or at least, HAD. But alas, my time is taken away by Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family, my friends, it's not that I don't want to see you, once again, I don't want to see you all &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of me coming to Japan in the first place is to study. I'm not here on vacation, I've been working my ass off in Japan to get good grades for once, and you're dragging me down by bringing me home. I'm happy enough in Japan, maybe even happier, I feel like, I'm free, like, I don't need to worry about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will never be forced to go back again. I wish that a second time will never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go back when I'm ready. When I'm done mastering the language, I'll go back once or twice a year, but nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I will see you all in Malaysia very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all, but, this feeling will disrupt my studies. The next time you guys ask when I'll be back, I'll tell you "not yet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-8067437986525770437?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8067437986525770437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=8067437986525770437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/8067437986525770437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/8067437986525770437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2008/12/hellooo-felloooow.html' title='Hellooo felloooow.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-5296103287083426319</id><published>2008-10-12T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:13:31.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! Been long since I've posted ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the reason I'm having this, probably one last post is because I wanna tell you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW FUCKING AWESOME JAPAN IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food's great, chicks are hot, electronics are cheap, you get to exercise alot, chicks are hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I repeat chicks are hot? Well you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THEY FUCKING ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLLLLZZZZ YEAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wuz lyk, hay, der r jepeniz gurlz hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my fwenz wer lyk, hellz yeh der be demz shitz bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i wuz lyk, hooo shit, chk DAT SHIT OOOOWWWWWWWWWUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we wer lyk, HOOLYYYYYYYY SHIIIIIT WE HAVE TO FUCKING MASTER JAPANESE SOON OR NOT I'LL DIE OF CONSTANT ERECTIONS FROM THE HOT GIRLS THAT WEAR FISHNET LEGGINGS HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... D: D: D: D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry girls, in Malaysia I mean, the girls here, are hotter than you by a longshot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not ALL the girls in Malaysia, well, most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... HAHA I DISSED YA'LL. I BET YA'LL ARE LIKE, "Omfg Jackson what a bitch, fucking asshole wei say that most Malaysian girls are less hotter than Japanese girls, who the fuck is he to compare us to Japanese girls?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be all, WHO AM I? WHO THE FUCK AM I TO COMPARE? I'M JACKSON. ROOOOOOARRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KSLDJFLSKDJFLKSDJF908q23epihjnpkxzjc-9uq23[ej;KJC(-qu3wpknjscd9pu2-ejds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Okay sugar rush is ovar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Bai gaiz, hopez 2 see u agnz soon sometym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 22nd I'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. Well, uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Sometimes I wish I don't have to go back to Malaysia anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you peeps in Malaysia. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-5296103287083426319?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5296103287083426319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=5296103287083426319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/5296103287083426319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/5296103287083426319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2008/10/japan.html' title='Japan!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-688437844740765698</id><published>2008-05-01T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T01:16:26.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis' a post! O:!</title><content type='html'>Rrrroooooooooooarrrr!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! I HAVE DECIDED TO BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. FUCKIN'. WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....! Uhh. The thing I'm gonna blog about today is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trannies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... That's the first word that came into my mind. Trannies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. LET'S GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. SO. What ARE Trannies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWL. HAHAHA. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT ARE TRANNIES? HOLY SHIT MAN. ARE YOU IN FOR A TREAAAAT! OHOHOHO!! THIS IS LIKE THAT TIME WHEN ME AND KEITH WERE IN THE BED TOGETHER WITH OUR THONGS AND FLORESCENT LIGHTS ON AND.... ..... OHOHOHO. Ok, no, there was never such an event. BUT STILL, OHOHOHO. YOU'RE IN FOR A TREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT. So, I have done some... "Research", and I have concluded that--- Wait a minute. No, no. That sounds wrong. That would mean I was searching for Tranny pics. Okok. Let me rephrase that. Yes. I, Jackson Lee, have outsourced the source of the main source of the source's source of information by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READING WIKIPEDIA. LAWL. DO U LYK WIKIPEDIAZ 2!?? :D:D:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. SOOOOO. Anyways. Trannies. What ARE Trannies. OHOHOHO. I'll TELL you what Trannies are. OHOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... OHOHOHO!!! Trannies are actually grannies wearing track pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHO!!! THAT WASN'T EVEN FUNNY! OHOHOHO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK LAH FINE LAH OMFG. TRANNIES ARE CHICKS WITH DICKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWL. CHIX WIT DA DIX. IT'S LIKE, PIXIE AND DIXIE, EXCEPT, PIXIE IS A CHICK, AND DIXIE IS A DICK. LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAWLAWLAWLAWLAWLAWLAWLAWLROFLCOPTALMAOTHEDOGGYPOOLOLLERSKATEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... Ok lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm NOT gonna finish it after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. WHAT A CLIFFHANGER. LAWL. IN YOUR FACES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update this if I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Wouldn't you love to know what I have to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-688437844740765698?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/688437844740765698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=688437844740765698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/688437844740765698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/688437844740765698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2008/05/tis-post-tis-is-o.html' title='Tis&apos; a post! O:!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-5168085752069661472</id><published>2008-04-17T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:50:22.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. IT'S A TAG POST! :O</title><content type='html'>Instructions: Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;1. What have you realised recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've realized that I had so many relationship opportunities with so many girls, but I blew them because I was a childish moron that didn't know how to treat girls properly, well, not to say I'm not a childish moron NOW, I mean, like, less of a childish moron who knows how to treat girls now. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;2. Have you given your first kiss away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Shu Yen forced it on me. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;3. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Keith - He's like, my brother that I never had. It's impossible to die of boredom if he's around. :O!&lt;br /&gt;2. Wai Kit - Well, someone to talk shit with. And also go insane with. :O!&lt;br /&gt;3. Shu Yen - Third person that has my trust, so... I'll drag her along to go insane too! :O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Uhh. An island by a lakeside, when in the morning, a thin mist spreads over like a sheet of blanket on a baby, and dew painted on the grass so when the sun shines, a beautiful plain can be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream, I'd want to lose my tummy and be able to eat as much as I want without gaining weight. Yeah. That'd be a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL. I believe in Leprachauns, why not rainbows? :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would play stock market. ;b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;10.List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole;&lt;br /&gt;- Fun to argue with. xD&lt;br /&gt;- Fun to poke. ;3&lt;br /&gt;- Nice person to win money from. .. XD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not SUPER OBSESSIVE. And I want to feel like there's fireworks in my heart and I hug her from the back. Yeah, that'd be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessimists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inventor, or maybe a game designer, or an actor.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder which would suite me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;14. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather tell everyone myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;16. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;17. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlwholikestogambleandrunaroundshoutingwithsugarandchocolates.&lt;br /&gt;That qualifies right? x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;18. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, well, I'm like a HUGE attention whore, so.. I just want to be an attention whore. Yeah. :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;19. Whats the last shocking thing you've seen or heard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Hahaha! Just yesterday, I had like, lobster sashimi with my family and Keith, and well, you know how restaurants like to place the head and tail of the lobster on the dish for decoration? Yeah. So when the dish came out, right when I was about to grab a piece of raw flesh, THE LOBSTER HEAD STARTED MOVING AND CRAWLED OFF THE PLATE. LOLOLOL!! THAT WAS TEH AWESUMEST THING EVAR! Me and Keith felt kinda bad for a moment because the lobster was like, still alive and shit. But in the end, it was good lobster. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;20. What are you gonna do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Uhm... Fap? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag;&lt;br /&gt;-Shu Yen&lt;br /&gt;-Amelia&lt;br /&gt;-Ian Tan&lt;br /&gt;-And ANYONE WHO HAS A BLOG THAT READ THIS! xD [Except for Alvin, he's did it before. :b]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-5168085752069661472?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5168085752069661472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=5168085752069661472&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/5168085752069661472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/5168085752069661472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2008/04/omg-its-tag-post-o.html' title='OMG. IT&apos;S A TAG POST! :O'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-2990103763704862551</id><published>2008-03-23T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T20:11:29.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah.</title><content type='html'>.... Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I miss blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so lazy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &gt;_&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Should I update my blog? :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Or should I just keep it this way for now. o_o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Off~ ;b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-2990103763704862551?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2990103763704862551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=2990103763704862551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/2990103763704862551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/2990103763704862551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/blah.html' title='Blah.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-5414632008346290617</id><published>2008-03-07T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:20:20.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayal.</title><content type='html'>Did you ever wonder, does your best friend ever talk about the little secrets that you tell them to NEVER tell anyone to other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned today, not even your best friend deserves such an honor. So, listen up, a FEMALE best friend, to be more specific, SHU YEN, canNOT be trusted with little bits of secrets, because in the end, they will turn out to be juicy gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Shu Yen, if you're fucking reading this, this is for YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those people who don't know who Shu Yen is, don't bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-5414632008346290617?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/5414632008346290617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=5414632008346290617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/5414632008346290617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/5414632008346290617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2008/03/betrayal.html' title='Betrayal.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-4147602147913936502</id><published>2008-02-08T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T16:03:54.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Gahaha! It's Chinese New Year! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And I'm updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... FOR CHINESE NEW YEAR! YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Meh. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I COULD write one of those random shits that I always did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. But... It'd take too much time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I wrote half of it already, I'm keeping it drafted for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo.... Tune in NEXT time when I post it! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... You'd be surprised! .. or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... BUT IN ANY CASE! HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-4147602147913936502?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4147602147913936502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=4147602147913936502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/4147602147913936502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/4147602147913936502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-1501781946051738263</id><published>2008-01-21T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:40:00.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fooorget it.</title><content type='html'>The recording won't do. The equipment I have, SUCKS SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. I recorded myself, and when I played back, everything was mumbly. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And static-ey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I guess until I get proper equipment then. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Sorry readers. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-1501781946051738263?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1501781946051738263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=1501781946051738263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1501781946051738263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1501781946051738263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2008/01/fooorget-it.html' title='Fooorget it.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-7000516009032265833</id><published>2008-01-17T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:36:37.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohoho!</title><content type='html'>I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Temporarily. :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... WILL RECORD SINGING SOON! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Yes, I can assure you that it's me singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Good or not, I don't know. Hope the quality doesn't suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... OK LATER READERS! :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-7000516009032265833?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7000516009032265833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=7000516009032265833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/7000516009032265833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/7000516009032265833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2008/01/ohoho.html' title='Ohoho!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-9164410984427375738</id><published>2007-12-18T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:31:50.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah..</title><content type='html'>Sore throat...Will record when I'm feeling better..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-9164410984427375738?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9164410984427375738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=9164410984427375738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/9164410984427375738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/9164410984427375738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/12/gah.html' title='Gah..'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-8247914982998185137</id><published>2007-12-02T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T04:20:58.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, ho, let's go!</title><content type='html'>Greetings fellow readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Due to my reasons, that maybe jealousy, or hatred, or even admiration or whatever you want to call it, I'm gonna make a recording of me singing "Hey there Delilah." because there are so many people posting about "great random singers on the web" and well, I'd like to give it a shot. :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Will post the recording in about, 16 hours. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Later! O':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-8247914982998185137?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8247914982998185137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=8247914982998185137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/8247914982998185137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/8247914982998185137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-ho-lets-go.html' title='Hey, ho, let&apos;s go!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-7714770173121831397</id><published>2007-11-17T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T18:26:36.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>,,, OMG IT'S SEXILY PREPARED MASTURBATION!!</title><content type='html'>OMFG. THE SEXILY PREPARED MASTURBATION HAS ARRIVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Or maybe for the people who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what it stands for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Here's a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEXILY PREPARED MASTURBATION&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... STILL don't get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. OMFG LAH ARE YOU BLIND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. OK LAH! HERE'S A REAL CLUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;EXILY&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; P&lt;/span&gt;REPARED&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; M&lt;/span&gt;ASTURBATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... If you HAVEN'T SEEN IT THROUGH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Congratulations. You're definitely getting straight A's for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... OK IT'S TIME TO GO NOW.. LOVE YOU READERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... MWAK MWAK MWAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Bye. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ok, really. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Oh yeah, and this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... And and and... This!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... 8B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... OOH OOH!! AND THIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/Rz7BkuIFN1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W1iziDcPtio/s1600-h/xcuzeme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/Rz7BkuIFN1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W1iziDcPtio/s320/xcuzeme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133753461850322770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMNOMNOOMNOMNOMONOMONOMOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K BAI NAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-7714770173121831397?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/7714770173121831397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=7714770173121831397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/7714770173121831397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/7714770173121831397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg-its-sexily-prepared-masturbation.html' title=',,, OMG IT&apos;S SEXILY PREPARED MASTURBATION!!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/Rz7BkuIFN1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/W1iziDcPtio/s72-c/xcuzeme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-4093297050274803518</id><published>2007-10-29T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T14:15:22.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry.</title><content type='html'>Sabrina. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Can't make up my mind lah. Whether to go or not. D':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-4093297050274803518?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4093297050274803518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=4093297050274803518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/4093297050274803518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/4093297050274803518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-2994978600464029731</id><published>2007-10-22T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T13:16:54.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, out for two months or more!</title><content type='html'>Cut things short, for the first time, I got into an argument with my dad, fought, I decided I was sick and tired of him fucking me up for playing the computer, I smash my monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Later readers, about, TWO MONTHS later. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-2994978600464029731?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2994978600464029731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=2994978600464029731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/2994978600464029731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/2994978600464029731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-out-for-two-months-or-more.html' title='Well, out for two months or more!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-6554581068378914258</id><published>2007-10-11T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T17:25:29.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas!</title><content type='html'>New art....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... Happy art, or sad art?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You decide! Put your decision in the chatbox! :O!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-6554581068378914258?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6554581068378914258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=6554581068378914258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/6554581068378914258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/6554581068378914258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/alas.html' title='Alas!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-3579542562299154450</id><published>2007-10-10T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:30:47.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking parents.</title><content type='html'>I want to fucking get out of the house now. I want my fucking license and my own fucking apartment far fucking away from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU FUCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-3579542562299154450?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3579542562299154450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=3579542562299154450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3579542562299154450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3579542562299154450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/fucking-parents.html' title='Fucking parents.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-3089664939744118484</id><published>2007-10-09T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:39:42.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!</title><content type='html'>Congrats Shu Yen! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Well yeah that's all I wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... FINALLY! You're happy, I'M happy. WOOHOO! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-3089664939744118484?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3089664939744118484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=3089664939744118484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3089664939744118484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3089664939744118484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-2342345072965110187</id><published>2007-10-08T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:29:16.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New art!</title><content type='html'>The cold winter.. In the dark breezes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poor family, looking through their glass window, in search of a small light of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Picture updated.&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/22394114-2342345072965110187?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/2342345072965110187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=2342345072965110187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/2342345072965110187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/2342345072965110187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-art_4588.html' title='New art!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-425018152841414064</id><published>2007-10-02T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:34:10.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time.. After so long...</title><content type='html'>Well... Dear readers.. I'm closing down the blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... NOT! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME FOR A FREAKIN' POSST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... PEAAANUT BUTTER JEEEELLEH! PEANUT BUTTER JEEEELLEH! PEANUTBUTTERJELLEH! PEANUTBUTTERJELLEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Sooooo... What should I post today... Hmm... Oooh! I know! I should post about... POSTCARDS! ... Or not. Maybe that in a later time, it's so over used.. OH! OH! OH! I GOT IT!! I'll be posting about PROM! Since it's coming up soon [in 2 months, well... CLOSE ENOUGH SO SHUT UP! D:&lt;!] anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... WEEEEELLL!!!! LET'S BEGIN THIS MOTHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Sooooo! Aaaaabout Prom! Many people wonder, well actually, KIDS wonder, "Oh my God! It's Prom! It's so yuuucky! Boys and girls have to wear nice clothings and slow dance with each other! Eeew! Why do they have to do it!!? Why is this shit showing on television anyways? Fucking Disney.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I WAS RIGHT! EVEN THE CHILDREN KNOW! HIDE! HIIIIDE!!! GO MY PRETTIES! FLYYYY! FLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE WICKED WITCH OF THE NORTHEASTERN BORDER THAT IS NEAR THE SOUTHWESTERN.. LAND OF BUTTSEX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT MADE NO FREAKIN' SENSE! I JUST FEELING LIKE TYPING IN CAPITALS NOW BECAUSE I CAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. So.. Anyways! What's the point of PROM NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a one-last-time gathering for all the senior students before they have to leave to go some other country, study somewhere else, or even commit suicide due to depression! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there are many traditions in Prom Night! Shall I elaborate?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE I SHOULD! WTF! YOU CAN'T TELL ME NOT TO! D:&lt; GRR I GIFJOOBUTTSECKSNOW! GRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fap fap fap fap- Oh wait. That's the sound of a guy masturbating, I SWEAR IT'S NOT ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ok maybe it IS me, but... Fapping is good! Like Mario eating shrooms. ... Fucking turd, he gets to get "high" everytime! GET IT?! HE'S BIG AND TALL WHEN HE HAS MUSHROOMS! HIGH? TALL?! HAHAHAHAHA FUCK I CRACK MYSELF UP! HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK! Back to the point already. Prom Night traditions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one of the MOST FAMOUS PROM NIGHT TRADITIONS IS....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... LOSING YOUR VIRGINITY IF YOU'RE STILL A VIRGIN! IF YOU'RE NOT ONE, WELL... YOU LOSE IT AGAIN! BECAUSE THE GIRL WOULD BE LIKE, "Oh my God, I want you inside me! I'm feeling so hot and horny because the atmosphere is so thick and the tradition is fuelling my temptation! FUCK ME!! UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" and shit like that. Oooor, she could be normal and horny and just wants sex because she's a sexually deprived because she's sick of being done by her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... )':...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAANYWAAAYS! So! Another tradition in Proms are MOONING TO EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right! Mooning! What IS exactly mooning!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mooning is BASICALLY FUCKING STRIPPING YOUR PANTS AND UNDIES DOWN AND FLASHING YOUR BUTT TO EVERYONE THAT MAY BE OFFENDED! SO DON'T WASH YOUR BUTTOCKS IF YOU WANNA FUCKING MOON ON THAT DAY! MIGHT AS WELL MAKE IT MORE FUCKING DISGUSTING BECAUSE YOUR BALLS WOULD BE STICKING OUT FROM THE BOTTOM ANYWAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... :D...&lt;br /&gt;... NO I'M NOT GAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.... What other Prom Traditions ARE there!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Well.. It contains..&lt;br /&gt;..... Well I don't know anymore. SORRY FOR NOT WATCHING ENOUGH AMERICAN MOVIES?! OK!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. JESUS!!! WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE TALKING IN THIS ROOM!? ARE YOU ALL DEAF!? I MEAN MUTE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Oh wait.. I'm the poster here.. Sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Here's a nice video for you to enjoy! :D I SWEAR YOU'D LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go go PARODY RANGERS BITCHESSSSSS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewer Discretion Advised :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... FUCK I ALWAYS WANTED TO SAY THAT! I'VE SAID IT NOW! WOOHOOO!! Ok, here's your fucking links you lazy bitches.&lt;br /&gt;.... &lt;3! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parody Rangers Part 1 : http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/339918&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parody Rangers Part 2 : http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/377791&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parody Rangers Part 3 : http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/401846&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now you have the links, FUCKING GO ALREADY! I SWEAR YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT!! :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... OK THAT'S ALL FOR TODAY! SO REMEMBER KIDS! PROM NIGHT IS THE NIGHT FOR YOU TO SCORE NO MATTER HOW UGLY YOU ARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ok maybe it DOES matter if you're ugly, BUT STILL FUCK YEAH HAVING SEX ON A SPECIAL DAY FOR A STUPID REASON IS GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. LATER BISHES!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACKSON OOOUUUUT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-425018152841414064?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/425018152841414064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=425018152841414064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/425018152841414064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/425018152841414064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-time-after-so-long.html' title='It&apos;s time.. After so long...'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-347525702962427389</id><published>2007-09-04T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:54:59.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not another tag.. ARGH! BIRTHDAY TODAY! :3 So it's a BIRTHDAY TAG! :D... ):</title><content type='html'>Rules: Simple, just list a few things you've done in your past, be it sinister or childish, or even downright dumb. You may use my post as a sample.Minimum ten things please. =)You can choose whether to tag another person or not.This is just for fun, but if possible, post a picture of a younger you, and the current you.Please put aside feelings of embarrassment. And write what you want to. =)To readers: If the author did not write names, and you know who it is. Keep it to yourself. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER ONE&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt; ... I used to run around naked in front of everyone until I was 12. Then I realized it was wrong. ... Good times good times.. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER TWO&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;.. I apparently thought a shaver is cool, and "shaved" my tongue. Cut the tip of my tongue. ... Didn't dare to say anything. xO Good times... Good times.. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER THREE&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;.. Well... I used to be even uglier.. D: Don't have a picture though, sorry to disappoint. xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER FOUR&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. I once had a toy stuck in my nose. They had to strap me down at a hospital in order to make me relax. LOL. Like, in four layers of blanket. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER FIVE&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so fat, in those Primary School uniforms, you could see my tits sticking out.&lt;br /&gt;... LOL! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER SIX&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I was so afraid of doing the wrong things, I avoid it. Thus, I could never keep a decent relationship. :B Because I was afraid kissing a girl would be wrong. :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER SEVEN&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I was really hyper and naughty. Until such an extent that I was sent to an "experienced mother", which is Suet Sim's cousin's mother. o: I love her so much. :3 I love the whole family so much. I miss the old days.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER EIGHT&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what "period" was until I was Form 1. LOL. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER NINE&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I used to love Power Rangers until I bought a Red Ranger costume and wore it constantly. I stopped watching it when they stopped airing it. Then when I was 12, I watched another new version of Power Rangers, and realized, how lame and corny it was. And how bad the theme song was. "GO GO POWER RANGERS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY NUMBER TEN&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I've had so many pets before. 12 hamsters, 2 turtles, 2 rabbits, six dogs, two chickens.&lt;br /&gt;.. All of them died. LOL. o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. AND SADLY I HAVE NO PICTURES! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I tag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... NO ONE! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok byeee! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-347525702962427389?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/347525702962427389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=347525702962427389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/347525702962427389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/347525702962427389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/not-another-tag-argh-birthday-today-3.html' title='Not another tag.. ARGH! BIRTHDAY TODAY! :3 So it&apos;s a BIRTHDAY TAG! :D... ):'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-8606492289833752381</id><published>2007-09-02T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T15:59:03.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh fuck. Tagged. Bij. D:&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Name 10 school friends from the opposite sex.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;2. Shu Wei&lt;br /&gt;3. Suet Sim&lt;br /&gt;4. Sze Wen&lt;br /&gt;5. Amelia&lt;br /&gt;6. Shu Yen&lt;br /&gt;7. Carmen&lt;br /&gt;8. Emily&lt;br /&gt;9. Najwa&lt;br /&gt;10. Isabelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;P.S ; No bad feelings, eh? :B I was forced to do this, tradition. Fuck tags. D:&lt; Because of me not wanting to pass the tag on to anyone, I tag.. No one. Yay! &lt;3  ... :3&lt;br /&gt;.. Tagged by Sabrina by the way. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would you rather party with 1 or 7 ?&lt;br /&gt;[1] Sabrina. [7] Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a party person, well, I don't dance, but I do everything else. I don't know Carmen very well and Sabrina parties hard... Yeah. Sabrina. :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marry 2 or 6 ?&lt;br /&gt;[2] Shu Wei. [6] Shu Yen.&lt;br /&gt;... This is hard. I was with Shu Yen before already, so... SHU WEII!! &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kill 3 or 8 ?&lt;br /&gt;[3] Suet Sim. [8] Emily.&lt;br /&gt;... I'd kill Suet Sim. D:&lt; ... No hard feelings! xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Date 9 or 10 ?&lt;br /&gt;[9] Najwa. [10] Isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;I'd take Isabelle. Najwa is too... .... Najwa. Isabelle is HOT. D:&lt;&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make out with 4 or 7 ?&lt;br /&gt;[4] Sze Wen. [7] Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. I'm not sure about this one.. I'd try Carmen though. :D Sze Wen is too explosive sometimes and too nice sometimes. She could be really mean when I make out with her. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuddle with 6 or 8 ?&lt;br /&gt;[6] Shu Yen. [8] Emily.&lt;br /&gt;... Shu Yen I guess.. So.. Warm.. Yes I'M MEAN IN TAGS. D:&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have kids with 4 or 5 ?&lt;br /&gt;[4] Sze Wen. [5] Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;Why don't I just fap? :D -fap fap fap-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Live with 1 or 9 ?&lt;br /&gt;[1] Sabrina. [9] Najwa.&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina. I have my reasons. ... :D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be stuck on an island with 2 or 5 ?&lt;br /&gt;[2] Shu Wei. [5] Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;... SHU WEIII!!! I'm gonna RAPE YOU ON THE ISLAND DUE TO THE LACK OF SEX IF YOU DON'T GIVE IT TO ME! &gt;:D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trade lives with 8 or 10 ?&lt;br /&gt;[8] Emily. [10] Isabelle.&lt;br /&gt;I'd go with Isabelle's. She's hot. ... :D... I can look at my sexy boday aaaalll daaay. xD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wake up next to 4 or 9 ?&lt;br /&gt;[4] Sze Wen. [9] Najwa.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about this one. o_o; I'm guessing... Hmmm.. Both would be nice. :D I'm sure they have a little experience of their own already. ;D So a threesome the night before would be nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Completely disown 3 or 7 ?&lt;br /&gt;[3] Suet Sim. [7] Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;.. Sorry Suet Sim.. You've gotta go. :b I don't know Carmen well.. Sooo.. YEAH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eyes ?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I'd say [9] Najwa. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smile ?&lt;br /&gt;[2] Shu Wei! :D Such an innocent smile. :D &lt;span style="width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face ?&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm... [10] Isabelle. Wooah. Though I may even never see you again.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Body ?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh... [1] Sabrina has a nice body.. At least to me. I think. o_o; NO I'M NOT BEING BIAS! D:&lt; style="width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abs ?&lt;br /&gt;I have no bloody idea who has abs. [4] Sze Wen I guess. &lt;span style="width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ass ?&lt;br /&gt;... Hmm.. I'd go with [3] Suet Sim. She has a small butt. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Style ?&lt;br /&gt;Uhhmm... [9] Najwa. I guess. o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few more questions...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Has 3 ever hurt you ?&lt;br /&gt;[3] Suet Sim.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh. Yes. Physically. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever hurt 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;[4] Sze Wen.&lt;br /&gt;LoL. Yes. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who's the funniest ?&lt;br /&gt;[1] Sabrina.&lt;br /&gt;... Well. She's the only one that makes me laugh. LoL. Though it can be annoying at times. NO BIASNESS HERE. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you beat up 8 ?&lt;br /&gt;[8] Emily.&lt;br /&gt;LoL. Yes. I'd annihilate her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When was the last time you saw 9 ?&lt;br /&gt;[9] Najwa.&lt;br /&gt;Merdeka eve and Merdeka day. o:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who's the smartest ?&lt;br /&gt;.... I'm the smartest. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How long have you known 2 ?&lt;br /&gt;[2] Shu Wei.&lt;br /&gt;Since Form 1! FIVE YEARS SHU WEIII!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What would you do if 1 and 6 started fighting ?&lt;br /&gt;[1] Sabrina. [6] Shu Yen.&lt;br /&gt;... Laugh. LOL. Hard. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who is dating 6/crushing on ?&lt;br /&gt;[6] Shu Yen.&lt;br /&gt;... Nobody.. Crushing. .... I'm giving a bias guess, me? :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does 7 smell good ?&lt;br /&gt;[7] Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;Though it may seem so stalker-ish. But I DID try to go after her before. So... Yes. She does. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who will you still be talking to in 15 years ?&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck kind of question is this? Everyone duh. --;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly. It's come to an end. And I have to say I tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Nobody McMuffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Nobody McEgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Nobody McChicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Nobody SPICY AYAM GOLENG MC DZZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BAINOWZ! &lt;3  .. LOVE YOU LYNN BABYYYY!! &lt;3 :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-8606492289833752381?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/8606492289833752381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=8606492289833752381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/8606492289833752381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/8606492289833752381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahh-fuck-tagged-bij-d.html' title='Ahh fuck. Tagged. Bij. D:&lt;'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-1587124182647661285</id><published>2007-06-16T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T13:09:58.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey ho! Let's go!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been away for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... From my blog at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's time... TO...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poststhataresuperandomtoattractmorepeopletoreadthisblogbecauseimsohornyfrom&lt;br /&gt;thatgiantantthatijustatewithmybuttocksthatarelubricatedwithbutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOO! THAT WAS LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fellow readers, it is time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[strike]Love[/strike]Posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY'S TOPIC WILL BE ON....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEFENSE OF THE ANCIENTS ALLSTARS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMFG!!! YOU MAY ASK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. OMFG WTFLOLROFLKOPTALOLLERSKATINGNINJASASBUTTSECKS WTF DOTA!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. DotA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first off. It's addictive. Fun, sometimes it can be very pissing off when you get KSed [KS = when one of your kills get stolen by some other [strike]motherfucker[/strike]player].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[STEP 1] - BEGINNING WITH DOTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DotA isn't an easy game to master. You need to learn how to play the Heroes, then the items. Then the combination of Heroes and items. And then the skill builds, and blah blah blah blah... [Nerd talk going on here nothing to see.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Alright. So those are the basics, you just need interest, the concentration, the skill and the nimbleness of your fucking fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[STEP 2] - INSTALLING THE GAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Alright. Since we've gone through the basics [STFU YES STEP 1 IS THE BASICS.] I guess we can begin with the game. You'll need to download the latest maps from the official website, which I will not be giving because it'd be fucking stupid and people would think I have no life, though I don't have one originally. Hee hee! ^^ &lt;--- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok. Anyways! Begin by running the Warcraft III : Frozen Throne game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll probably ask, WAIT A MINUTE! WTF IS WARCRAFT III : FROZEN THRONE!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU STIUPIIEEED NUOOOB~!!!!!!!!!111222@@111!1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Warcraft III : Frozen Throne is the game program to play DotA with. You'll need to get the Warcraft III : Reign Of Chaos CD first because Warcraft III : Frozen Throne is an expansion. So it's very simple if you summarize it all down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the Warcraft III : Reign Of Chaos CD, install it, get the Warcraft III : Frozen Throne expansion CD, install it and you're ready to go! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[STEP 3] - PLAYING THE GAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is probably going to be the longest section in the whole post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Wait a minute I need to take a deep breath first before I go rogue while typing this section out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! Let's BEGIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, GET THE CD, oh you got it? Installed it? Good good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW YOU IDIOT GET THE MAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.dota-allstars.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've downloaded the latest map, you will need to AAAH AAAAH AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!! AAAAAH LEI MOU AH!!! SO HARD!! AAAAAAH!!!! I'M CUMING!!! I'M CUMING!!!!! PSSSHTT PSSSSHT SPLURT SPLURT SPUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURTTTTTT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Did you understand that? Ok. Once you've downloaded the map, cut and paste it inside the "Maps" folder in your Warcraft III : Frozen Throne folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's been simple so far. You'd probably ask, "What was that orgasm up there for? Was it really necessary? It's really disguting you know that? -.-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YES YOU DICKS IT WAS!! IT'S THE MOTHERLOAD! THE MOTHERSHIP!! YOU CAN'T DENY THE SCRIN! [Nerd joke, hehe. -snort-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK WHATEVER LET'S JUST CONTINUE WITH THE TUTORIAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloaded? Done? Cut and pasted map into the right folder? Done? GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME TO RUN THE PROGRAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It's gruesome, IT'S FUCKING GRUESOME ALRIGHT I CAN TELL YOU THAT! YOU'LL NEED THE COURAGE, THE BRAVERY, THE SPEED, THE AGILITY, THE MOUSE THAT YOU'LL BE USING TO CLICK YOUR PROGRAM AND FURTHERMOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... YOUR FINGER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Difficult task. TRY to drag your mouse over to the Warcraft III : Frozen Throne icon on your desktop/laptop and double click it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! AAAH! THAT'S RIGHT! CLICK IT! AAAH! DOUBLE CLICK! AAAH TRIPLE IT TRIPLE IT! AAH AAAH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-SPUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT!!!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew.. Damn you're good. I'm all wet already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... OK! LET'S CONTINUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I don't think I have to teach you how to start the game because i'd be orgasming again and you'd be like, God he keeps repeating the same thing again, maybe once or twice is funny but the third time is just fucking lame. Get a life Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH I READ YOUR BLOODY MIND! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So, once you've started the game, DOTA ALLSTARS!!!! YEAAAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[STEP 4] - CHOOSING A HERO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, this isn't so hard. Just your mouse and click on a Hero. o_o; Not very hard is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... What do you expect from this section? A joke? Pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[STEP 5] - CHOOSING THE RIGHT SKILLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God i'm getting sick of writing this already. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, anyways! Choosing the right skills. Yes. There are many many skills, each hero has different skills and spells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two types of skills in DotA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passive Skills - Skills that activate automatically and cannot be activated manually. They also have no mana cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active Skills - Skills that include spells and all that require MANA to cast and cannot be activated automatically unless it is prompted to. Almost all Active skills are activated manually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, Mirana has Elune's Arrow, which does 360 damage at level 4 and costs 100 Mana, therefore it isn't a passive skill, but an ACTIVE skill instead, while Mortred has Coup De Gras [PRONOUNCED COO DE GRA YOU MORON NOT COOP DE GRASS.] which allows Mortred to do 6 times more damage with a critical strike, and is a PASSIVE skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It's actually that easy to understand! You've been thinking, "Wtf! I feel like a dumbass now! DOH! Homer like dooooonuuuts... Mmmm.." WELL THEN STFU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[STEP 6] - BUYING THE RIGHT ITEMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, this is probably the most annoying part of the game, GETTING THE RIGHT ITEMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The right items for the right Heroes can truly make a difference in the two factions [The Sentinel, or the good guys, and The Scourge, which are the bad guys.] in achieving victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm not gonna elaborate on this section because if I do i'll brown my pants and start eating insects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you MUST know, alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in my mind, the cerebral cortex is [CENSORED].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird huh? o.o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHE. &gt;:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[STEP 7] - THE FINAL STEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Once you've refrigerated the peanuts, IT IS TIME TO BRING IT OUT! YES! THOUGH YOUR HANDS ARE TWITCHING, YOU'RE SWEATING FROM EXCITEMENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Wait a minute..! THIS IS THE DOTA GUIDE! JACKSON YOU MORON!! -starts beating up himself because he feels horny and also because he has a sexual arousement of seeing a double of himself from the future who is a cripple that has three hands and who just commited suicide-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W3LL D47 K0NK1UD$ D1$ G41D3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;KTHXBAIEGGSARESOYUMMYIBROWNMYPANTSWHILERIDING&lt;br /&gt;THEROFLKOPTAWITHALOLLERSKATERWHODOESNTWEARPANTS&lt;br /&gt;ANDHASBOTHTHEGENITALSWHICHMAKESHERVERYSEXY&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLYWHENSHE'SDEADBECAUSEI'MANECROPHILLIAC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[No i'm not actually a real necrophilliac, but you'd like to see me as one wouldn't you? BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE A NECROPHILLIACPHLLIAC!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ok bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Drops on knees and cries-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-1587124182647661285?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1587124182647661285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=1587124182647661285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1587124182647661285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1587124182647661285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-ho-lets-go.html' title='Hey ho! Let&apos;s go!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-3364428221161014020</id><published>2007-04-19T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:56:30.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WILD CATS IN THE HOUSE! &gt;;3</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo everyone!!! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Today's a blast. We just finished our...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL DANCE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooo! Yeahhh! We performed in front of the Walt Disney Asia people in the KL Hilton Hotel!!! Yeah, for the Vice President, the staff members, ect ect.. They loved it! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAANYWAYS! I guess the work we had for one whole bloody week non-stop was worth it! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also invited once again to do it again! In ANOTHER hotel! WEEEE!!! XD Proves we're THAT good! &gt;;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there was a lot of excitement and joy, we lost a fellow dancer and flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poooooor Carmen... Why didja have to drop eh? xO Get well soon ya! ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, me and Kim's duet is cancelled, it's now switched to Kim and Nik! :D Good for both of you! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for MEEEE! I'm singing a solo Italian Opera instead now! WOOOOOHH! XDXDXD What i've been wanting to sing for so long all year long. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yeah.. I have nothing to post anymore. o_o; I'm still lazy to post a rant. I'm just glad that today we performed really well and impressed the Walt Disney people. xD Huzzah for us!! XDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright people! Byeeee! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-3364428221161014020?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3364428221161014020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=3364428221161014020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3364428221161014020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3364428221161014020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/04/wild-cats-in-house-3.html' title='WILD CATS IN THE HOUSE! &gt;;3'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-6033746401040524796</id><published>2007-04-08T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T16:01:33.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooh! Yay! :3</title><content type='html'>Finally. After so many years of begging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my left ear pierced! Wooooo!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Aaaaaaanyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing interesting about my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the facts that I pierced my left ear AND!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT 2 OUT OF 100 FOR MY ADDITIONAL MATHEMATICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCKING SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna get fucked by my parents. Fucked fucking hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Well. Anyways, nothing much happened. Talked to her a lot, talked to him a lot, went to visit my cousin, practice Group Singing for the Paramount Championship, learned my solo, almost mastered my solo for band performance in Paramount, got a song for me and Kim to sing with on Open Day. Meh. It's been a long and boring week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL. Also it's been a long time since I posted. xO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. If I feel like posting again i'll post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you liked the OMFGWTF [Outrageously Mind Fucking Girl Wetting Themed Fluff] rants, well. I'll be posting a new one soon. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. That's all for now I guess. Yeah.. See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-6033746401040524796?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/6033746401040524796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=6033746401040524796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/6033746401040524796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/6033746401040524796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/04/woooh-yay-3.html' title='Woooh! Yay! :3'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-4470330736131298138</id><published>2007-02-24T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:42:56.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>Things happen to fast. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-4470330736131298138?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/4470330736131298138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=4470330736131298138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/4470330736131298138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/4470330736131298138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-3462794191702692756</id><published>2007-02-14T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:41:51.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omfg.</title><content type='html'>GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... NOT AGAIN!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-3462794191702692756?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3462794191702692756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=3462794191702692756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3462794191702692756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3462794191702692756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/02/omfg.html' title='Omfg.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-1529361430517687379</id><published>2007-01-29T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:00:31.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello people!</title><content type='html'>I am back everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you miss me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, since i'm in a good mood. I'm going to blog one of those really really insanely stupid posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE GOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the topic will be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANTIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG! THAT'S LIKE MY FAIVORAIT SUBJEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOO K!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEEEEEEET'S A GOGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panties.. The bringer of light, the undergarments of the goddess, the secret lust that God has towards such tight garments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES PANTIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I cherish and love so much.. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to unleash my almost-darkest-sexiest-horniest-murkiest-mokgobjaiest secret ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC INTRO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-DUUUN!! DUN DUN DUUUUUN DOOOOON!!!! BOOM BAAAM!! BOOM BOM BAAAARMM!!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO.......... STEAL.......... PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANTIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. LADIES WHO READ THIS! IF YOU KNOW ME YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY! IT'S JUST ONE.. OR MAYBE TWO PAIRS OF PANTIES MISSING!&lt;br /&gt;... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok. Let us begin the preparations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP ONE!&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;To steal, you will need nimbleness... Stealth, speed, persuasion, and lust!! LUST!!! A LOT OF LUST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my friends, you need lust.. HOW DOES ONE TRAIN ONE'S LUST?! Many people ask. Ahh, this is but one of the obstacles you need to pass [sharks, piranhas, dragons, magical dildos ect ect.].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To train one's lust, you must have concentration, will, the love for panties, the lust for women, and a frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a frying pan!? Well, to hit yourself with.. You need endurance! From the women! In case you get caught, they will pummel you with all they've got. Pillows, blankets, plushies, bras and even..... THEIR USED TAMPONS! ZOMG ZOMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Just do as you are told and you will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to begin the training, you must hit yourself with a frying pan over and over and over again. At least 17 times a day for two months. If you survive, and still isn't retarded, YOU PASSED THE FIRST TEST! CONGRATULATIONS! YAY! WOOOHOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... BUT IT'S NOT DONE YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP TWO!&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;Women have an accute sense of smell. The slightest whiff of NERD AURA and B.O WILL DRIVE THEM INSANE!! IT WILL MAKE THEM JOIN AS ONE AND STAMPEDE ON YOU OVER AND OVER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need the right type of... Smell to get inside their domain. Not just ANY smell, it is.. THE SMELL! Yes. THE smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is THE smell you all ask. Well, THE smell is the smell that women prefers the most. It actually depends on what type of SMELL your target prefers. If they like cologne, just dab a little on yourself and you're in for the FIRST ROUND. If they like perfume, spray a little. If they like lasagna, well.. DON'T PUT IT ON YOURSELF MORON! BAKE ONE FOR THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It's that simple. All you need is the right moves and you'll be in round one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH SMELLS IF YOU UNDERSTOOD ME AND PAID ATTENTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP THREE!&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;Simple as step two, you need the right gear. Sexy pants, a nice shirt, a hot belt, a pair of socks, a little hair gel, and a nice wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, girls prefer to see men in their... Best attire. Colour synchronization is IMPORTANT! Black DOES NOT MATCH WITH PURPLE!!! PINK DOES NOT MATCH BROWN! You see? All you need is a sense of staaaille~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes STYLE! It's not a hard "sense" to develop. It's like.. Checking for nose pickings in the morning, or... checking whether your pits are smelling bad or not. It's simple, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now once you've accomplished this and impressed the girl, you're one step closer into HER PANTY DRAWER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP FOUR!&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;With the right moves and the right style, all you're lacking now is.. The suaveness of a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The SUAVENESS of a GENTLEman. You ask, OMFGWTFBBQHAXZOMGBUTTSECKS! HOW ON EARTH CAN SOMEONE DEVELOP THIS!? IT'S IMPROBABLE, NO WAIT, IMPOSSSSSSIIBBLLEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG YOU FOOL! I WILL PWN JOO WITH MY SHAFT OF FURY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THAT is an example of what a gentleman is NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a gentleman, you would reply with a simple,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        "Fuck you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EASY BEING A GENTLEMAN EH!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've had the final ingredient.. You are finally, THE ULTIMATE POWARZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT IS HOW YOU BAKE COOKIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEH ENDZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WASTED YOUR TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well! HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD LAUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-1529361430517687379?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1529361430517687379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=1529361430517687379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1529361430517687379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1529361430517687379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-people.html' title='Hello people!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-1482655581156854895</id><published>2007-01-26T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:17:28.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>Ok, from now onwards, I will blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ok. This counts as a post because i'm in school now, and i'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... HORNY BUTTSECKS! D=&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-1482655581156854895?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1482655581156854895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=1482655581156854895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1482655581156854895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/1482655581156854895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2007/01/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-3123944263946110660</id><published>2006-12-13T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:59:18.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMG!</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time... Aaahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good ol' blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Yeaaaah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to post.. For now at least.. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too dangerous.. Sleeping time is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit will be seen soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Yeaaaah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-3123944263946110660?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/3123944263946110660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=3123944263946110660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3123944263946110660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/3123944263946110660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/12/zomg.html' title='ZOMG!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-9093678779777915696</id><published>2006-11-22T17:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T17:42:51.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin!</title><content type='html'>Is it ok? x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-9093678779777915696?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/9093678779777915696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=9093678779777915696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/9093678779777915696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/9093678779777915696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-skin.html' title='New skin!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-116272850758930563</id><published>2006-11-05T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:08:27.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointless, rantuh-ings.. ZOMG THAT'S GAY!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... Well, I guess.. It's time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY POINTLESS RANTINGS!! WOOOOOOHOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEEEEEEHAAAAW COWBOIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;... YES THAT WAS REALLY GAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaanyways, heeeere we gooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... What shall I rant about.. I've done the peanuts thing, OH YEAH! I GOT IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about... HOW TO LIE TO YOUR PARENTS ABOUT YOUR RESULTS WHICH REALLY SUCK AND THEY KNOW BUT THEY JUST WANT TO PRETEND AND--- [breath]---[/breath] THEY LIKE EGGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So, this is kinda typical isn't it? You "did your best" in an examination, but, for some reason... THEY SUCKED!! YOU GOT 9 F's! ZOMG! Why is it like that you ask yourself!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COULD IT HAVE BEEN THAT BLOODY TIME YOU SPENT TO PLAY COMPUTER GAMES ALL DAY!??! .... Naaah!!!!! IT CAN'T BE!!! GAMES HELP YOU!! YEEEEESSSS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.... PREEEEEEEECIOUSSSSSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, typically, again, you'll be anxiously waiting for the mailman to come [or at least, students that suck ass in studies and happen to be in Sri KDU.] and put the results and other crap [such as junk mail, chain mail, adult sex web coupons.. ect ect..]. You'd probably be so "anxious" you'd be standing at your mail box from about... 8:30 AM to... 29:30 ZM. ... Wait, WTF IS 29:30 ZM!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Weeeell it doesn't matter! So, you wait for the mailman, as he is coming, you will feel a sudden adrenaline rush shooting throughout your body, a powerful urge; similiar to the peanuts one, except this is for mail; and you decide to ready yourself. So you prone on the floor, or even hide in the rubbish bin which is a secret lair for evil villains who eat chicken rice leftovers, MWAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so yeah, the mail man arrives, he sees you, and he goes like "Eh boy/girl.. I have your results right here... You know... I... Have... Your.. Results.." And as he says that, he'll start jerking around, and get spasms. But you can't handle the pressure, you just hit him in the crotch, or in case the mailman is a woman, jab her soft subtle nipples, and leave her/him in a paralyzed state. With the technique of the Dragon's Flaming-Ass-Sucking-Tit-Licking-Penis-Slapping-Anus-Piercing-Tongue-of-Doom technique; which you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; recieve if you send in 99.99 pounds per month for fifteen years to the address stated... What? I'M NOT GIVING YOU MY ADDRESS!!!!; You will jab the right spots, HUUUUIIIIYAAAAH! One here, two there, five to the left, twenty-five to the right, and he/she is down! TECHNICAL FOUL! WHAT!!??! THIS AIN'T BOXING BEEEESH!!! HIIIIIAAAAAAYAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ok, that's enough now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you get the results, your parents are in the house, you see no place to dispose of the results, so you decide, the toilet bowl in your parent's room is the best but for some reason you just don't want to use your toilet or the one downstairs or throw the bloody results to the rubbish bins, so it's time... For some STEALTH!!! METAL GEAR SOLID STYLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first, you need your M-16's, RPG's, Tranquilizers, Night Vision Goggles, a pair of really hot military pants, a tight white shirt, some of your grandmother's face enhancing cream that never works but makes your face look black for some stupid reason,  a belt with the buckle saying "I LOVE PEANUTS! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!", and finally, a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. A rubber duck, IT'S FUCKING IMPORTANT THAT YOU HAVE THE FUCKING DUCK OK!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you begin your mission, as you enter the house, you realize something, the maids you hired, the same ones you told to wash your clothings and feed you, they stare at you as you enter, but don't be caught off guard, DON'T!!!!!!! BECAUSE THEY'RE ACTUALLY RUSSIACHINALAYAKUZALASKIAN SPIES!!!!! HOLY SHIT THAT WAS HARD TO PRONOUNCE! BUT TECHNICALLY I CAN'T PRONOUNCE IT BECAUSE I'M TYPING THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take them out with your Tranquilizers, a shot at their arms would do, though SOME SICK BASTARDS WANT TO GRAB THEIR BOOBIES, NO! YOU FUCKING FOOL!!!!! YOU MUSN'T!! Once they're out, drag their body, and roll them down a hill, though it's advisable you take some pot before you do so, so that you'd have no mercy. With only 199.95 pounds a month, you can get a big bag of pot, FOR FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the job is done, proceed into slicing into the home security system. Though it looks like a normal pad to press numbers and activate the alarm, DON'T BE FUCKING FOOLED! BASH THE SUCKA!! BASH IT FUCKING GOOOOD!!! YEAAAAAAH DESTROY IT!!! WOOOOO!!!! At that time, you would've tripped the alarm, but fear not, prepare your rubber duck, YES! Toss the rubber duck, though it's very hard.. Yes, I know.. The squeak is sooo adorable~~ &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... WTF!! DON'T!! JUST THROW THE MOTHER F***ER!!!! YEAAAH! BOOOOM!!!! EXPLOSION OF A RUBBER DUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Yeah, so you took out... Well you took nothing out, you just threw a rubber duck for nuts, so, YEAH YOU FOOO!!! YOU WASTED A TACTICAL NUKE! Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rubber duck is thrown, and exploded into oblivion, let us have a moment of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK THAT'S ENOUGH OF SILENCE! YOU GAY OR SOMETHING!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanyways, it's time to take out, the trash. If you have a sibling, whether older or younger, he/she IS YOUR ENEMY!! Take some of that cream, yeah, the BLACK CREAM! The cream that yo grand mama uses to beautify herself, AND BOMBARD YOUR SIBLING WITH IT!!!! NO BUNKERS ARE NEEDED! JUST THROW THE SHIT OUT OF YOURSELF!! LITERALLY!!! IF YOU HAVE FAECES USE THEM!! YEAAAAAAAAH!!! BOOM!!! SPLAT!!! SMELLY-BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now, finally, your parent's room. DON'T TAKE OUT YOUR PARENTS!!! IT'S EXTREMELY IMPORTANT THAT YOU DON'T! BECAUSE THAT DESTROYS THE WHOLE PURPOSE OF THROWING THE RESULTS! So, your parents are inside their room, watching TV, taking a nap, doing... ewww... OK ENOUGH OF THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So your parents are engaging in activities, you must NOT be distracted from your mission, to hear the beautiful melody of your ASS SUCKING RESULTS being flushed down into your parent's toilet. No stealth is needed here, just say, "Mom, dad, I need to shit in your toilet, so... Uhh... Yeah." And your parents would be like "Why not use the one downstairs? Or your own even?" And the BEST comeback would be "Shut up." And they'd be like "ZOMG!! I'M SOOOOOO SAAAWRRRIIE!!! OKAAAAAAY!!?!?! I'M SO SAWRIE!!! T_T T_T T_T T_T!!!! PL34$3 4G1V3 MIIII!!!!11111oneoneoneonetwotwotwooneone!!!111" And you'd be like, "Mom, why are you talking like that? Saying P, L, three, four, dolar, three just to say please is scary." And they'd be like "Shut up." And you just go to the toilet anyways, so, you carefully aim with precision, use your measuring tools if needed, coordinates are usually 34,51. SO AIM WELL!! Once you've aimed it properly, and braced yourself... DROP THAT SUCKAAA!!! WOOOO!!! As it glides into the toilet bowl, you realize, IT'S GOING OFF COURSE! OMFG!! WHAT DO YOU DO!?!?!?!?!?!? Well, it's easy, first, shout "HAHAHAHA CHICKEN BUTTS RHYME WITH SHIKEN... FUTTS!!! AHAHAHAHA!" THEN!!! YOU QUICKLY WITH EXTREME SPEED AND AGILITY GRAB THE PAPER!!! YES!! GRAB THE SUCKA!! AND WITH A POWERFUL THRUST, YOU CHUCK THAT SUCKA INTO THE BOWL!!! YEAAAH!!! CHUCK IT GOOOOD!!! And finally, press the button, OF FLUSHY-NESS!! MWAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAH!!!!!!!oneoneoneone1111twotwotwotwo22222!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU MADE IT!! CONGRATULATIONS!! OMG!! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU SOLDIER!! YOU ARE NOW AN OFFICIAL MEMBER OF THE CLOCK-BREAKING-BOTTLE-SUCKING-WEBCAM-CYBERSEXING-CLUB! YAAAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... CHICKEN BUTTS RHYME WITH SHIKEN FUTTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... 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Yeah, check THESE out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ENTJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Executive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You are a natural leader - with confidence and strength that inspires others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Driven to succeed, you are always looking for ways to gain, power, knowledge, and expertise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes you aren't the most considerate person, especially to those who are a bit slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You are not easily intimidated - and you have a commanding, awe-inspiring presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You would make a great CEO, entrepreneur, or consultant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Lightning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/lightning.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful yet dangerous&lt;br /&gt;People will stop and watch you when you appear&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're capable of random violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: performing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(219, 215, 210);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 140&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eceae6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 84% Gentleman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagentlemanquiz/gentleman-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it, you are a total gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;You please the pickiest ladies, and you make everyone in a room feel comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouagentlemanquiz/"&gt;Are You A Gentleman?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 90% Psychic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/psychic.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so very psychic.&lt;br /&gt;But you already predicted that, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;You have "the gift" - and you use it daily to connect with others.&lt;br /&gt;You're very tapped into the world around you...&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure to use your powers for good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoupsychicquiz/"&gt;Are You Psychic?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Luck Quotient: 76%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howluckyareyouquiz/luck-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a high luck quotient.&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, you've felt very lucky in your life.&lt;br /&gt;You may be randomly lucky, but it's probably more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and open minded, you take advantage of all the luck that comes your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howluckyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Lucky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Element Is Fire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/fire.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your passion and emotion are as obvious as the brightest flame.&lt;br /&gt;You make sparks fly, and your passion always has the potential to burst out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are exciting and creative - and completely unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes exercise control, and sometimes you let yourself go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends describe you as sensitive, spirited, and compulsive.&lt;br /&gt;Bright and blazing with intensity, you seem mysterious and moody to many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourelementquiz/"&gt;What's Your Element?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's the last one. Bored of it. xD&lt;br /&gt;WOOH!!! I ROCK!! XDXDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115988101260474483?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115988101260474483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115988101260474483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115988101260474483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115988101260474483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/10/lol-yeah-check-these-out.html' title='LOL! Yeah, check THESE out.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115965761583653841</id><published>2006-10-01T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T07:06:55.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED! D:</title><content type='html'>Thanks Adrian.. --;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name one song you hate to admit you like.&lt;br /&gt;Jack Sparrow - Pirates of the Carribean. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name two songs that always make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;I have no songs that make me cry o_O;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name three songs that turns you on.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh... I've no idea honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name four songs that always make you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here - John Reznik&lt;br /&gt;Move your feet - Junior Senior&lt;br /&gt;Surfin Bird - Ramones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name five songs you couldn't ever do without&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here - John Reznik&lt;br /&gt;Prince Ali - Aladdin&lt;br /&gt;TNT - ACDC&lt;br /&gt;Just Lose It - Eminem&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Jungle - Guns N' Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I tag... No one. Lazy.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115965761583653841?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115965761583653841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115965761583653841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115965761583653841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115965761583653841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/10/tagged-d.html' title='TAGGED! D:'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115875807244414096</id><published>2006-09-20T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:14:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again, hello!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, i'd be ranting! And just a day ago, I say that i'd "rant about meaningless things!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, I still do both, they're the same, except, one has less meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Aaaanyways.. Today, I will be talking about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUOTE AT THE END OF THE DAY ON BLOGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know.. I should get one of em'. But it's too much thinking.. I mean, Adrian uses -poof-, some people use later, or see ya, or -spoof- [INSIDE JOKE! HAHAHAHAHA!], and later mortals, blah blah blah. But I, I don't have anything! Sonovagun! I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are benefits to this quote thing. I mean, it's BLOODY COOL!&lt;br /&gt;IT GIVES YOU AN EXIT!! A FUCKING GOOD EXIT!! HELL YEAAAAAAAH!!!! I mean, let's say, I were to use, -Jack casts a spell and an interdimensional portal from the blog world opens, he slowly creeps onto the portal, knowing what is inside, he braces himself, and finally, enters. He's gone..- THAT'D BE LIKE!! WOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAH!!! YEAH! HELLL YEAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... Aaaanyways... You know, and it gives you that "omfgwtfbbq dis guy is so col~! i wuna bang his balls until dey pop! i wis i was ner dis guy so i cn fck him evryday!!! so hoottttt!!!!" personality. HEEEEEELLL YEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! DON'T YOU WANT THAT!? I KNOW I DO!!! HEEELLLL YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! Maybe I should get me one of them.. Maybe they sell them at E-bay.. Or... SOME FUCKED UP PLACE THAT SELLS STUFF!! WOOOOH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEEEEELL YEAAAAAAAAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... HEEEEEEEEELL YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kjklsdfjs&lt;br /&gt;dfjs&lt;br /&gt;kdfjs&lt;br /&gt;dkfjskdfjskdlfjsldfkjsldfkjsdfljdf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jackson has temporarily gone insane, and is away for now-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thirteen minutes later-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back, sorry guys, went insane for a while back there.. Aaaanyways... I've gotta go! MY TIME IS RUN OUT!! NOO!!! THE PEOPLE ARE COMING!! NOO!!! NOT THE JACKEET!!! AAANYTHING BUT THE JACKET!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;-Takes deep breath- OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. I think that's enough excitement for all of ye! See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115875807244414096?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115875807244414096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115875807244414096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115875807244414096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115875807244414096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/09/once-again-hello.html' title='Once again, hello!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115866047170461222</id><published>2006-09-19T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:10:18.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I've decided...</title><content type='html'>I've had enough of meaningful posts.. I'm gonna make posts that are interesting. Y'know.. Those stuff.. with the stuff, and the typing... And the writing.. Awww you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Today, let's talk about something unmeaningful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk about.. Airline PEANUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know.. Peanuts.. From airlines, yeah. Those peanuts ROCK! But, IF you put them into the refrigerator for about a day, it'll taste EVEN BETTER!! HONESTLY!!! It brings the TRUE FLAVOUR OF THE PEANUT!! You know. Not like those ordinary Cap Batu mother fucking peanuts, no man. We're talking about COLD CHILLED AIRLINE PEANUTS!! THOSE ARE GOOD SHIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. Here are some steps in order to make your peanut delight a great lust soother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Step 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Note: THE MOST IMPORTANT TASK!!! YOU NEED TO DO THIS TO START ON THE PEANUT LUST SMOOTHA! Ask for peanuts from airline people. [YES! Even though it is a difficult task.. Yeah, i've been there. It's like.. Shit.. I fucking need my nuts.. But.. I'm so afraid to ask.. BUT I NEED NUTS!!!! I NEED NUTS!!! AAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!! MY NUUUUUTS!!!!! Then my parents would be like all.. " 'Scuse me, can I have some peanuts? My son is driving me crazy and if I don't give him any nuts, I will kill him because he is noisy and I love eggs. "] [NOTE! : If you fly with airlines that don't give free peanuts, FUCK THEM!!! AAARGH!!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I get the nuts, HOORAY! XD Save it. Honestly. Keep it in your bag. Yes, I KNOW THE NUTS ARE TEMPTING BUT SHOVE THEM IN YOUR FUCKING BAG ALREADY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Step 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ok class, good job! You made it to step two! Resist the urge, because, obviously, the first pickings of the ripe sealed airline peanuts are on your first trip OUT. So you HAVE to control yourself. First, breath in, then breath out. Slowly reach to your bag, unzip it's zip, slowly once again, breath in, breath out, and grab the packets of peanuts. [ALERT ALERT : IF YOU HAVE THE URGE TO OPEN IT, DON'T! HIT YOURSELF ON THE HEAD AT LEAST 3 TIMES ON THE EATING TRAY BEFORE TRYING AGAIN!] Once you've gripped on the pack of nuts, gently, lift them to your bag, but you must QUICKLY zip your bag up again to temporarily close the urge in eating nuts. CONGRATULATIONS! YOU'VE MADE IT THROUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Step 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You know you're successful when you realized that you forgotten your peanuts UNTIL the end of your trip, and you start on your journey home. Your return flight. Your return flight, will be the MOST tense situation. You will have sweaty palms, legs, PITS, GROINS and even.. EYELASHES!! Yes. First, use anti-persperant[However you spell that] on yourself to kill the STENCH of PEANUT LUST! Then gently, repeat Step 1. If successful, repeat step 2. If you're successful once again, YOU'RE ALMOST THERE!! ALMOST HOME!!!! JUST RESIST A LITTLE MORE TEMPTATION!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Final Step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As you head home, your heart will race, your peanuts are inside your bag, happily waiting TO BE DEVOURED! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... Anyways. As you're in the car, go to sleep, there's nothing you can do now. Your bag is in the boot, you will feel a depression, BUT NO! You MUSN'T LOSE TO THAT FEELING! THAT.. EMOTION! YOU MUST FIGHT IT! Go to sleep, before you jump out of the car. Yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After you reached home, QUICKLY OPEN THE BOOT! Yes, the boot and GET YOUR BAG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With your PEANUTS!!! Quickly remove the packed peanuts AND STUFF THEM ALL IN THE REFRIGERATOR! DO IT! YES! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Once you're done so, allow it to chill over for a day, and.. HWAAAAAAAALAAAAA!!! YOU HAVE YOUR OWN COLD CHILLED AIRLINE PEANUTS! FEAST! YOU FOOLS! AHAHAHAHA! FEEAAAST!! REND!! TEAR!!!! KILL!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... Well, hope you now understand the pain of a man who has to do this all of the time. Poor [enternameherebeforejacksonleegoesinsaneandbangshisgirlfriend].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... xD Anyways... See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115866047170461222?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115866047170461222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115866047170461222&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115866047170461222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115866047170461222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-ive-decided.html' title='Well, I&apos;ve decided...'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115815842406043256</id><published>2006-09-13T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:40:24.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my FACKING GAWD!</title><content type='html'>I've nothing to do. So, might as well, UHH BABY! GIMME SOME LOOOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER ONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name with bands/artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - Josie and the Pussycats! [LOL!!]&lt;br /&gt;A - ACDC!&lt;br /&gt;C - Counting Crows~&lt;br /&gt;K - Korn!&lt;br /&gt;S - Scorpions~&lt;br /&gt;O - Offsprings!&lt;br /&gt;N - Nickleback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TWO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Name - [Jackson Lee]&lt;br /&gt;-- Birthdate - 4th September 1990&lt;br /&gt;-- Nickname - [Jack-ChAi]&lt;br /&gt;-- Current location - Home, alone.. Heheh..&lt;br /&gt;-- Eye colour - Brownish black.&lt;br /&gt;-- Hair colour - VERY VERY VERY VERY DARK BROWN.&lt;br /&gt;-- Righty or lefty - Left, that's where the people pwn.&lt;br /&gt;-- Zodiac sign - Virgo. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Shoes you wore today - Rockport shoes..&lt;br /&gt;-- Your weakness - Girls clad in cute panties.. ... I spoke too much..&lt;br /&gt;-- Your fears - Little holes on areas.. FUCK!! AAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;-- Your perfect pizza - ... I'd have to go with Chicken Ham with beef pepperoni pizza with extra cheese. Pwned joo.&lt;br /&gt;-- Goal you'd like to achieve - To have sex with a beautiful woman. [DON'T ASK ME WHO! I'M ALREADY LUCKY ENOUGH! STFU NOOOOOBZZZZ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Your best physical feature - Peni-- I mean, legs. ;]&lt;br /&gt;-- Your bedtime - Random, really, REALLY random.&lt;br /&gt;-- Most missed memory - The very first time I felt an orgasm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Pepsi or coke - Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;-- Mcdonalds or Burger King - Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;-- Nike or Adidas - Nike.&lt;br /&gt;-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea - Nestea.&lt;br /&gt;-- Chocolate or Vanilla - Vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;-- Cappucino or coffee - Coffee, good ol' concentrated mother fucking shit. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Smoke - FUCK SMOKERS!!&lt;br /&gt;-- Curse - 1 second ago, well, to conclusion,a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;-- Sing - Reasonable I guess, yeah. ;D&lt;br /&gt;-- Take a shower everyday - 3 times a day, if I feel like it, 4 times a day, if I feel like it, none a day. xD&lt;br /&gt;-- Have a crush - Nah, not now, as long as i'm with you, I'll never crush. Though it's so DAMN HARD!   &lt;br /&gt;-- Do you think you've been in love - I've no idea, if what I'm experiencing now is love, then yes, if what claimed isn't, then no.&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to go college - Obviously, OBVIOUSLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;-- Like high school - Making through, barely.&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to get married - No idea, but I guess I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Believe in yourself - Sometimes, but I turn out bad anyways. Sometimes, at least. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Get motion sickness - I ride on roller coasters, and I don't feel nuts. You think i'd get motion sickness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you're a health freak - Well, sort of. Now all I need to do are burn me fats. MY FUCKING SPARE TIRES!! AAAAGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Get along with your parents - Ok I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Play an instrument - Hell yeah. The SItar. It's an instrument used by Demix, woot! HELL YEAH! GO SITAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Drank alcohol - Yeah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Done a drug - FUCK HELL NO TO FUCKING DRUGS! Ok. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone to the mall - Yeah. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos - Oreos are like drugs, so no. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Eaten Sushi - Yeah~! HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Been on stage - Yes.. Sorta. o_o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Been dumped - Nope~ =] Still goin' strong~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone skating - Uhh... Yeah I guess.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Made homemade cookies - Ate them, yes, not make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Gone Skinny Dipping - That's so gay. xP No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Dyed your hair - Nope. Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Stolen anything -Hell yeah. MWAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Played a game that required removal of clothing - Yes. Deadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated - Yeah. D: Felt like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Been called a tease - ... I don't know... Maybe... Maybe not.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Been beaten up - Luckily, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER NINE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Age you hope to be married - About.. 25-29?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Numbers and Names of Children - 2-3, No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Describe your Dream Wedding - .. I don't know~ Ask me personally? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Where you want to go to college - Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- What place would you most like to visit - Japan, PORN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the opposite sex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Best eye color - Gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Best hair color - Black? O_o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Short hair or long hair - Long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Height - Shorter than me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Best weight - No idea.. o_o; Uhh.. As long as she doesn't crush me literarily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Best articles of clothing - Hahahaha... I'll have to go check myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER ELEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of people I could trust with my life - Hahaha, I've no idea actually. Everyone is constantly backstabbing each other. Not yet, at least. Don't feel bad.. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of CDs that I own - .... Uhh... 26? xD I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of piercings - PENIS! I mean.. None, for the moment. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of tattoos - None, bad tattoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Number of cars your family owns - 3.. D: It's annoying. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115815842406043256?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115815842406043256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115815842406043256&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115815842406043256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115815842406043256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-my-facking-gawd.html' title='Oh my FACKING GAWD!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115807659173909505</id><published>2006-09-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T23:58:12.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day, the secret.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I just feel like writing a poem, well actually the reason is because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A WANNABE!!! T_T EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN POEM BUT I! Thus, I shall scripteth one down now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On this day, I've heard a tale!&lt;br /&gt;An interesting fact with great detail!&lt;br /&gt;What a secret I have heard,&lt;br /&gt;So much I can do to that turd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing now, thank you friend,&lt;br /&gt;This excitement I feel will never ceases to end!&lt;br /&gt;Constantly building thoughts in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more detail I can find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, there will be people hurt,&lt;br /&gt;But yet, who cares! The person's a turd!&lt;br /&gt;You may wonder who do I speak,&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you have on a little peek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person's name contains six letters,&lt;br /&gt;This person's mind is as light as feathers.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I will keep this secret to me,&lt;br /&gt;But soon, I will, use, it, against, thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaha.. Ahahaha.. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115807659173909505?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115807659173909505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115807659173909505&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115807659173909505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115807659173909505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-secret.html' title='The day, the secret.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115789812017616939</id><published>2006-09-10T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T01:50:15.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edit! READ ME OR I WILL EAT JOO!</title><content type='html'>I've decided to Edit my post, to make it more interesting! Since it WAS my birthday after all, and i've got the time now. xD LET'S GOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there everyone! Saturday, I CELEBRATED MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great..! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day before that, we [mom, me, sis] went to buy random prizes, body mist, chocolate, cat food, ROCKS! ect ect. xD These items were for the prizes to whoever played the games at my party. Well, even though only 50% showed up, I'm happy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced like an idiot in my party, embarrassed myself in pool, well, nothing much other than that. xP I really really need to start practicing more pool, i've been sucking lately... Aaaanyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was from 1 PM - 6 PM. Syafiq ought to be punctual. xP He came 5 minutes before the party ended. Jasmine looked gorgeous. :] So hot.... =D Mmmm.. Forbidden donut..&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanyways.. I cut the cake at 5:30PM, well, there were two, everyone wanted me to smash the extra one on my face, but thank god for crowd controller, me, "stopped" them.. Well, almost got birthday bashed, again. Three in a row. Wooh! I am the best bash evader ever! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else was there... Hmmm.. Before the party ended, had a little...Fun.. ;] At least, 30 minutes? 20 minutes? No idea, everything was too extreme.. xD Saw Omar and Amirah, going to the toilet, together.. xD Ooooohhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the end of my edit, I guess! XD I would like to thank my godmom and Suet Sim's cousin, Siew Suet Fun, for organising this party for me, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FUN FUN MUMMY! [xD It's a good nickname.] You did a great job! :] If you're for some reason reading this, keep the blog to yourself.. Shhh.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for this edit, once again! See ya! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115789812017616939?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115789812017616939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115789812017616939&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115789812017616939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115789812017616939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/09/edit-read-me-or-i-will-eat-joo.html' title='Edit! READ ME OR I WILL EAT JOO!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115764788168740276</id><published>2006-09-08T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:51:21.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>Heh. Allo' everyone! Welcome once again to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, will there be an improvement if I actually become mature.. I wonder how does it feel to be mature, will it feel emo? Will it feel saddening, losing all of what you wanted to keep, your constant happiness? Will you feel angry constantly? Will you lose your patience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll never feel such a thing. My constant happiness and cheeriness acts as an anti-maturity shield. Though I may be "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;speaking" &lt;/span&gt;at this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"tone"&lt;/span&gt; for now, it will soon go away. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already gone I guess. Anyways, enough of that rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow! It's already two months with Jasmine, time flies, honestly. xD Hmm... I wonder how long would we last.. :] Love you baby~ :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not much happened, oh wait. Something happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... We,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Secondary four Dickens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Finally lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... A SOCCER MATCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonovaguns. For some reason, I couldn't play well. I couldn't even catch a high ball properly. Something must be wrong with me. No, Jasmine, it's not your fault. I'm out of practice.. Must.. Train.. TRAIN! My dad is entertaining guests, all of them are drunk. Downstairs, so noisy. Drunkards, they're horrible at the karaoke. Honestly, I want to slap all of them. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaanyways, that's all I've gotta say for now! See ya fellow readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115764788168740276?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115764788168740276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115764788168740276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115764788168740276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115764788168740276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115753708845318819</id><published>2006-09-06T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T18:04:48.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.. Lazy to blog.. Do stuff la! xD</title><content type='html'>Oh, cool. Let's see now.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Put your music player on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2.) Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Use the song title as the answer to thequestion.&lt;br /&gt;4.) NO CHEATING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let's go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Cure - Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Where will I get married?&lt;br /&gt;Top of the World - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) What is my best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Love is only a Feeling - The Darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) What is/was highschool like?&lt;br /&gt;Smells like Teen Spirit - Nirvana [LOL! Cool.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) What is the best thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep em' seperated - The Offspring [Wha? o_o;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) How is today going to be?&lt;br /&gt;Vertigo - U2 [Up high? Niiiice..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Cemetary Gates - Pantera [LOL!! Good song though. xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) What song describes my parents?&lt;br /&gt;Billy Jean - Micheal Jackson [HAHAHAHAHA!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotise - System of A Down [...??? Hypnotised.. xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;There's a party here in Agrabah - Aladdin and the King of Thieves [LOL!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA! This song is cool though. xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;A whole new World - Aladdin [Wow two Aladdins in a shot, cool.. xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Satch Boogie - Joe Satriani [Uhh...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;Never had a friend like me - Aladdin [ANOTHER ONE! XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Song 2 - Blur [...?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;Kryptonite - Three Doors Down [Fight my weakness...?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Don't listen to the Radio - The Vines [Wha!?!?!?!?! Hahahaha..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) What is some good advice?&lt;br /&gt;Dance dance - Fall Out Boy [... To dance!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) What do I think my current theme song is?&lt;br /&gt;Vindicated - Dashboard Confessionals [LoL?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) What does everyone else think my current life?&lt;br /&gt;Pump it - Black Eyed Peas [LoL! YEAH! PUMP IT!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) What type of men/women do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me - OK go [LoL wooh nice reply!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day [.... o_o;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) What should I do with my love life?&lt;br /&gt;Stairway to Heaven - Led Zepplin [Wha wha wha?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 .) Where will you live?&lt;br /&gt;Fortune Faded - Red Hot Chilli Peppers [Poor!? :(]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) What will your dying words be?&lt;br /&gt;Jack Sparrow - Pirates of the Carribean [LOLOLOLOLOL!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Nice words!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) When im having sex i say..&lt;br /&gt;Hands down - Dashboard Confessionals [LOL! Wooh, yeah baby, hands down. ;D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.) When I meet a girl for the first time i say..&lt;br /&gt;True - Ryan Cabrera [Uhh.. Hmmm...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.) When my parents are angry i say..&lt;br /&gt;Guerilla Radio - Rage Against the Machine [WOO! RADIO RADIO!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest moments in my life, this is one of them. xD Funnyness. Hahaha... Hope you had fun reading! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115753708845318819?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115753708845318819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115753708845318819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115753708845318819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115753708845318819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmm-lazy-to-blog-do-stuff-la-xd.html' title='Hmm.. Lazy to blog.. Do stuff la! xD'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115713998492947825</id><published>2006-09-02T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T03:46:24.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes.. xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 120px; background: #770022;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 100px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 92px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 136px; background: #770022;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 134px; background: #770022;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #220011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 40px; background: #330077;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #550011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Very High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 172px; background: #990022;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins Quiz&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/"&gt;4degreez.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115713998492947825?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115713998492947825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115713998492947825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115713998492947825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115713998492947825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/09/quizzes-xd.html' title='Quizzes.. xD'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115703177084933293</id><published>2006-08-31T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T21:42:53.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day!!</title><content type='html'>Hello, fellow humans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day.. MERDEKA! AND! HOLIDAYS FOR 4 DAYS! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. Today, I woke up at 10AM, freaky. O_O And prepared to go to Jasmine's house. So, prepared, blah blah.. And went to her house. She had a surprise for me, I was like, OMFG OMFG OMFG!! I MUST HAVE IT NOW!!!!!! When I reached, it wasn't ready, so, I waited. Watched Benchwarmers. XD It is a funny movie. XD XD. BEEF STEW! Anyways, we had Canadian Pizza for lunch. Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me some brownie, or, should I say, part of the surprise, and it tasted great!! =D GOOD JOB SHU YEN!! =] It tasted really good.. Mmm... Anyways, hungout in the house until.. The surprise, SHE BAKED ME A... PUDDAKE! Well it was a cake, then it wasn't successful, three whole times, wow that bites, then, it was like.. Pudding, so we called it... PUDDAKE! XD But still, it tastes good! She baked me a cake just for my birthday...  XD I love you so much baby! I'm definitely gonna give you something grand on YOUR birthday! =] After that, had a little fun. ;] ... While Mei Yi and Wei Yen distracted us.  D: Ohh well! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took it home, Jasmine's mom gave me mooncake! Hmm.. The packaging is nice. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanyhoo.. Came back, gonna go shower now.. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for tooooodaaay!! XD SEE YA! XDXDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115703177084933293?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115703177084933293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115703177084933293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115703177084933293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115703177084933293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/08/great-day.html' title='Great day!!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115695488429705263</id><published>2006-08-31T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:21:24.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah.. TAGGED!</title><content type='html'>Gah...! I've been.. TAGGED!!! -GASP-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here we go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 4 jobs I would stink at ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ A math teacher,add math teacher and accounts teacher (bahhh anything to do with numbers)&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ A witch doctor that sells shrunken testicles.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ A person who clips nails and sells them for money.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ An accountant that will count sperm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 . 4 pretend nicknames I'm making up for myself ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Jacko&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Moron-D&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Jiiaaack!&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Sex god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 4 movies I could watch over &amp; over again (without falling asleep) ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Brokeback Mountain, gay sex part.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Stephen Chow Movies.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ The Naked Gun [All]&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ The Hot Chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 4 places I want to live in ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Japan&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Russia&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Australia&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 4 things I'd love to do during weekends ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Play&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Hang&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Date, XD&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Sleep? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 4 things I couldn't live without ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Hell, money. MONEY!!! CHRIST!!&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Food, water... D:&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Family, the one I love, and chicken rice. Christ that shit is good.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Sex, this shit is EVEN better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 4 alcoholic beverages I've enjoyed ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Balleys.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Rum!! RUM!!!! BUT WHY IS THE RUM GONE!?&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Pina Colada&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Home brewed rice wine! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 4 favourite food &amp;amp; whom I'd like to bon appÃ©tit with ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Japanese food - Family, friends, good ol' traditional ways.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Hawker stall food - Anyone, christ this is like... If you eat, you eat with PEOPLE thing.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Western food - A candle light, dim light setting, perfect for a couple to enjoy a warm dinner, I wonder if Jasmine would like that.... Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Indian food - Hell, indians! XD And... Good ol' friends! Mamaks. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 4 places I would rather be in now ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Japan.. Yes.. I wanna see the sakura flowers bloom while enjoying plum sake.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Netsurfer, 5 hours for RM8, that's like, wtf, cheap?&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ A party, chillin' myself out.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ A silent night, with calm winds blowing, Jack and Jasmine take a stroll around a peaceful, beautiful lake. The waters shimmering, the sound of water flowing, ahh, so relaxing... Jack then slowly creeps his right hand onto Jasmine's left hand, and they begin to hold hands....... -To be continued- :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 4 people I'm tagging ...&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ ADRIAN TAN! YOU. ARE. TAGGED!&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Random person who came to read my blog, you're tagged.&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ NAJWA! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;â€¢ Sabrina, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that THAT'S over... Time to sign out! XD TILL NEXT TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115695488429705263?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115695488429705263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115695488429705263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115695488429705263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115695488429705263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/08/gah-tagged.html' title='Gah.. TAGGED!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115684469625567393</id><published>2006-08-29T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T17:45:38.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my god... It's been a freakin month...</title><content type='html'>A MONTH!! CHRIST!!! I've ALMOST gone INSANE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No connection, means no MSN, means no surfing the web, means no online games.. MEANS NOTHING!! MY LIFE WAS LIKE... LIFE WITHOUT JASMINE!! D:&lt;br /&gt;Thank god Jasmine is here, or i'd be.. Smoking pot.. Or... Weed.. Or... ... Ok that's enough. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanyways.. IT'S BEEN A BLOODY MONTH!! I CAN'T REMEMBER A THING OTHER THAN THE EVENT LAST WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, again. We had a holiday for a week last week. xP Yes.. A week! But I DIDN'T EVEN SPEND ONE GOOD DAY AT HOME! ARGH! Ok. Calming down.... Done! So, I went to Genting Highlands! With Daniel, Mavind, Syafiq, two of his cool guards (XD), Kee, Adrian Lim, and Nazrin (Or however you spell his name.. ^^;). Was fun, we rode the flying coaster! It was fun. We printed out cool pics on two rides, one of the flying coaster, and one on the cockscrew. It was fun, I had to admit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got home, pack bags.. Blah blah.. Clean underwear.. Blah blah.. And went to sleep. Then the next day.. I went to Hong Kong. --; The most BORING PLACE OTHER THAN LET YOU GAIN MANY MANY FATS ever. It was... Stuffing. Eating all day, shopping all night. Gah. D: It's torturing. Especially when there was no line there.. I had no escape from reality.. It was like, me, and my family. I bought a PSP game, Blade Dancer! Not bad RPG, good voice overs, bad battle system. Anyways, the last day, right in the morning before we went back, my dad EXPLODED AT ME! I have no fucking idea why, I think it's the fact that I made him wait TEN WHOLE... SECONDS!!!!! SECONDS CHRIST!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS HIS FUCKING PROBLEM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, got back, endured two more days of no internet connection, then... Finally.... CONNECTION!!!! HUZZAH!! XD XD XD XD XD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can finally.. Jack off. Masturbate, jerk off, wank, put it whatever way you want. If not i'm gonna have a wet dream again. Painful wet dreams.. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now! XD SEE YA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115684469625567393?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115684469625567393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115684469625567393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115684469625567393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115684469625567393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-my-god-its-been-freakin-month.html' title='Oh my god... It&apos;s been a freakin month...'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115288886139800585</id><published>2006-07-14T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T22:54:21.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>Helloo everyone! Its been a long time since i've posted. My internet connection was down for three weeks, how I suffered, no wanking for three whole weeks... xD =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, after that, internet connection came back on, SALUT!! Maxis said that they would improve the connection, but instead, I think it became slightly slower. --; Yes, I only can subscribe to Maxis, GAAAARRRGGH!! D:&lt; ... at least I got satisfaction... xD :X:X:X:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had a football competition, was it intense. Monday, it was, THE game. The first game, which we played againts the humanities, well, we dominated them. We won by penalties, I saved 3 shots and 2 went off target.  Hallelujah, so relieved. We won by ONE goal. Close shave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the second game was different, we got exhausted, and I got a freakin blister, so I couldn't perform really well as the first game. We lost 4-1. Oh well, its just a friendly match, we'll get em'  next week.Heh. DOMINATE EM'!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today right after school, me, Jasmine, Ida, Nisrin, Tessa, and Chun Keat went to OU to watch PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN 2! HUZZAH! It was funny! I can't wait for bloody Pirates of the Carribean 3. I'M GONNA PISS BLOOD! AAARGH!! SO INTENSE WAITING!! AAAARGH!!!! ONE MORE YEAR!! GAAAAARGH!! And me and Jasmine waited in line so patiently. We met so many people from KDU and other schools. Sean was there, Audrey! Hey! xD And some other random people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that Chow Yun Fat is gonna be in Pirates of the Carribean 3. xD That's like, woah! Gonna be awesome! RADICLE! We had fun, well sorta. That's all I've gotta say for now! Out at 2250, ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115288886139800585?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115288886139800585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115288886139800585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115288886139800585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115288886139800585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115072877662048587</id><published>2006-06-19T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:52:56.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evol.</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone! Its quite a long time since I posted eh? Anyways, if there are readers left at all, thanks for bothering to come here again to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a long week.. Gah.. Yesterday  was Father's day! Treated my dad to Dim Sum at Ritz Carlton, it was fun, but the service was poor. Poor poor poor. At least my dad was happy. He won MONEY! Thank you World Cup. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm doing my Physics now. And I actually remember how to do it! Well, guess paying attention to teachers isn't that bad I guess. Paying attention once in a while really helps! I should implement this into my brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD JUST WON ANOTHER RM2000!!! WOOOOOHH!!!!! Celebration! The Togo and Switzerland game is on now. 2-0 now. Huzzah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dragon Quest VIII, a wonderful game. Square Enix rocks! I'm gonna work there one day.. Great voice overs for Dragon Quest VIII, nice battle system, good music, graphics. You ought to get the game if you're a RPG game lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day i'm gonna start my own series... And you all RPG lovers will be BEGGING FOR MORE! MOOOORE!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the power mad Jackson, its time, for me to go to bed! Thank you fellow readers for spending a little of your time reading this, see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out at 10:50PM! See ya! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115072877662048587?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115072877662048587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115072877662048587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115072877662048587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115072877662048587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/06/evol.html' title='Evol.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-115012260420899156</id><published>2006-06-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T22:30:05.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project.. NOOOO!!</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone.. Project.. English.. Gah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE HAVE PROJECT! Till' Friday to pass up, so dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to blog much.. Woke up at 6:15 AM, reach school at 7:50 AM, that sucks. Anyways. See ya! PROJECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out at 10:28PM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-115012260420899156?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115012260420899156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=115012260420899156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115012260420899156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/115012260420899156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/06/project-noooo.html' title='Project.. NOOOO!!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114970175548514033</id><published>2006-06-08T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:35:55.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.. amazing day!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to Sunway Pyramid, ice skate.. BUT before that, jam.. JAM FOR TWO HOURS! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaanyways, after jam, met Shu Yen, Wei Yen and their cousin at the skating rink, we skated for one and a half hours and I got a blister.. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, aanyways.. Shu Yen saw Su May and her boyfriend! xD Su May, we have spies.. &gt;=] After skating, Wei Yen and cousin went to eat while me and Shu Yen went to buy tickets for the movie we were watching, Omen 666.. Ooooooh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first attempt we made failed, the indian lady checked mated us, but... The second attempt was successful! Malay people are so nice. =] After that Ziyin came and Shu Yen's cousin went back. So it was the four of us wandering around aimlessly for 2 hours, waiting for our movie to start. Had fun with air hockey and pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Then.. Came... the time.. For.. OMEN! I have to admit even though I'm scared of horror flicks this one wasn't that scary, just gives you an eerie feeling.. Oh well... Not a bad movie though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for today.. Out at 1:33AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114970175548514033?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114970175548514033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114970175548514033&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114970175548514033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114970175548514033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/06/wow-amazing-day.html' title='Wow.. amazing day!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114960753302389967</id><published>2006-06-06T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:25:33.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoL OMFGHAHAHAHA!!</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone! Yes, today's title is weird, I just felt like putting it. Why, I told you already --; I FELT LIKE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanyways... I woke up at 10:49AM today..  And I slept at 5:00AM. Wow. How &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; I manage to wake up that early?!?!?!!? Its a mystery... Hmmm... Hmmm.. Hmmm.. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;..... Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remember seeing the Star Wars Bloopers on MTV awards.. IT WAS SO FUNNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, mmm, mmmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OK ENOUGH OF THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to jamming at 7:30PM with Keith and Alexander Teh, jammed till' 9:00PM, it was okok.. After that, for some reason Keith got gayer! Uhh I mean he had a rabid craving for McDonalds.. He was like.. "You know I just saw Harold and Kumar and the journey to White Castle that day, and all of a sudden, I feel like eating McDonalds!" Me and Alex looked at him and decided to walk away, but we were nice friends so we changed our mind and ate with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that.. Well, got back, showered, yada yada yada and i'm here blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go ice skating tomorrow! And watch.. The.. OMEN!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Preparing for fright night. That's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out at 11:23PM, see ya! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114960753302389967?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114960753302389967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114960753302389967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114960753302389967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114960753302389967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/06/lol-omfghahahaha.html' title='LoL OMFGHAHAHAHA!!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114941672252592021</id><published>2006-06-04T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T18:25:22.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright night..</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep yesterday night.. I don't know why.. It doesn't even matter how hard you try, keep that in mi--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait sorry. I screwed up my sleeping time!! OMG!! NUUUUUUUUUUU!!&lt;br /&gt;Gah.. What am I gonna do now?!?! I feel so sleepy now even though its only 6:19.. If I sleep I'd be a vampire... D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being a nocturnal creature &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; have its benefits.. I mean, easier access to prostitution, crazy night parties, being in the dark silence... BUT NAH!!! I'd prefer being normal. Maybe being nocturnal once in a blue moon ain't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... Woke up at 16:13 today.. Then ate lunch, I had Chicken Rice and Chicken Soup! WoooO!!!! Stuffing, but my nose is stuffy so I didn't get to taste properly. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward sometime to go ice skating again.. Yes, ice skating.. D: Embarrassing myself, but yet so entertaining.. The simple joys in life... Well.. I'm gonna go play now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out at 18:23! See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114941672252592021?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114941672252592021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114941672252592021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114941672252592021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114941672252592021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/06/bright-night.html' title='Bright night..'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114934833660492123</id><published>2006-06-03T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:25:36.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fermented underground.</title><content type='html'>Hellooo everyone! I'm sick.. Sorta.. Yes, sick as in ill, not mentally ill, horny, sick minded, even though I already am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaanyways. I think I got a cold... And sore throat, band auditions are coming up... D: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Need to memorize lyrics, but yet so lazy and tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, aaaanyways, i'm not going Bangkok anymore! Huzzah! Really wanna go ice skating... xD Yes, ice skating. Thanks to Jasmine I have an addiction now, if you're reading this Yen, uhh.. CHICKEN!! BAKAWK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry, tired, miserable, hungryhungryhungryhungryhungry, suffering, hungryhungryhungryhungryhungryhungryhungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya! Out at 11:24PM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114934833660492123?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114934833660492123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114934833660492123&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114934833660492123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114934833660492123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/06/fermented-underground.html' title='Fermented underground.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114927113477800963</id><published>2006-06-03T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T01:58:54.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh.. Lovely, just lovely.</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! Its been a long time since I've blogged, to the readers, if there are any left, I apologise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. The holidays are here!! Went to Pulau Kapas, or, Cotton Island, not bad, other than the sand flies, and salty waters, everything was perfect, oh there is the food too, it really, really sucked. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won so much money in Kapas, 240, rich as some gambler who just won... Money...&lt;br /&gt;MONEY!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for snorkling, wow, the fishes and corals were BEAUTIFUL! We saw a shark.. It was scary, I almost pissed blood, and thank god the girls who had period weren't in the waters, if so WE'D ALL BE DEAD! But the shark was small, so it wasn't a threat. When we got back, had a cocktail, and recieved a headache. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, won money money money... On the way back, we had lunch, had 4 bowls of rice, and ate the fastest. When I finished three bowls, the others were still half way. Everyone was amazed. That was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, got back, yada yada yada, yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am today, posting. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had fun reading! See ya!! Out at 1:53AM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114927113477800963?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114927113477800963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114927113477800963&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114927113477800963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114927113477800963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/06/ahh-lovely-just-lovely.html' title='Ahh.. Lovely, just lovely.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114701639541045169</id><published>2006-05-07T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:40:10.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... Addicted to Numa numa!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Mi-a-hii&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-huu&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-haa&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-hii&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-huu&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-haa&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-hii&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-huu&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-haa&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-hii&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-huu&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-haa&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Allo, salut, sint yel, un hydook,&lt;br /&gt;she teraw, youbeera mah, primesh der, vericheera,&lt;br /&gt;2) Allo, Allo, sint yel, Picasso,&lt;br /&gt;Tiam dat beep, she sen voynic, un dar sege ti notes cher nimeek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;vrais a pleche dar numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;numa numa i-ay numa numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;kipul tow she dragosta din tay, ma mintesc day oki ti-ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vrais a pleche dar numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;numa numa i-ay numa numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;kipul tow she dragosta din tay, ma mintesc day oki ti-ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Desoon, set spoon, cheseet, ah kum&lt;br /&gt;Allo, youbeera mah, sint yel, vericheera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Allo, Allo, sint yarshio, Picasso,&lt;br /&gt;Tiam dat beep, she sen voynic, un dar sege ti notes cher nimeek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;vrais a pleche dar numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;numa numa i-ay numa numa numa iay&lt;br /&gt;kipul tow she dragosta din tay, ma mintesc day oki ti-ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vrais a pleche dar numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;numa numa i-ay numa numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;kipul tow she dragosta din tay, ma mintesc day oki ti-ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-hii&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-huu&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-haa&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-hii&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-huu&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-haa&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-hii&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-huu&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-haa&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-hii&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-huu&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-haa&lt;br /&gt;Mi-a-ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;vrais a pleche dar numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;numa numa i-ay numa numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;kipul tow she dragosta din tay, ma mintesc day oki ti-ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vrais a pleche dar numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;numa numa i-ay numa numa numa i-ay&lt;br /&gt;kipul tow she dragosta din tay, ma mintesc day oki ti-ay&lt;/pre&gt;Gah!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114701639541045169?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114701639541045169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114701639541045169&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114701639541045169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114701639541045169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/addicted-to-numa-numa.html' title='... Addicted to Numa numa!!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114682795293082019</id><published>2006-05-05T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T19:19:12.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex, gah sex.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! You know.. There's one thing I can't understand. Its orgasms.&lt;br /&gt;Females can have four orgasms at once, and guys can only have once without feeling tired. How &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;females do it four times!? Its amazing!!! I have taken the liberty of thinking of ways how guys can release their orgasms with girls at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First step, feel them. Touch them at their vagina, play with it. Make them feel so hot that they'd just get wet. Orgasm one down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second step, lick. Lick their vagina, taste the juice of virgins, the nectar of gods. Mmmm.. Lets not waste em', eh? So both party benefits. Lick until they have another orgasm. Two, one to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final step, finger them. Insert your finger in and pull it out consequtively(sp?). Then try to touch the 'G' spot, it makes them feel really good and finally, orgasm three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, three orgasms are down. The last step, make sure your penis is fully erected, well actually its impossible to not erect already. So insert that shaft and start shoving it in and out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Uhh.. The daily rantings of me! Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... BYE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114682795293082019?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114682795293082019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114682795293082019&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114682795293082019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114682795293082019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/sex-gah-sex.html' title='Sex, gah sex.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114649028617314534</id><published>2006-05-01T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T19:10:02.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello everyone!</title><content type='html'>Helloooo people! What a great day it is today! BM cancelled for no reason, had a good revision in Add Maths, had tuna and eggs and tomatoes and onions with oatmeal... The goodness in life is so simple to achieve.. Ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ahh.....&lt;br /&gt;.... Ahh, AHH AHH AHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAIN!!!! MY -insert organ here-!!! AHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's enough with the randomness, hope you had a small good laugh back there~ See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Jack out~ -XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114649028617314534?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114649028617314534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114649028617314534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114649028617314534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114649028617314534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello everyone!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114157601678597703</id><published>2006-03-06T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:26:56.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh.. What a boring day...</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone once again....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..  Today wasn't really the best day.. I woke up at 10:-- AM. And I couldn't sleep again. What a weird thing to happen... Then after that I was supposed to go to eat with my parents, but my tuition teacher came! What the hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I starved for 1:30 hours, and then rushed to eat Indomee!! The savior of all indians! So anyways... I did nothing but play all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, my dad gave me and my sister a lecture... For no reason...! I mean, what's up with that.. Giving a lecture for no reason.. And he kept repeating the same things over and over and over and over again... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-sigh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for today...! See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114157601678597703?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114157601678597703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114157601678597703&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114157601678597703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114157601678597703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/03/ahh-what-boring-day.html' title='Ahh.. What a boring day...'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114146599220234860</id><published>2006-03-04T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T17:53:12.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-sigh-... We've beaten Red House!</title><content type='html'>I have absolutely nothing to say but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE BEAT RED HOUSE!! HAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. See ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114146599220234860?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114146599220234860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114146599220234860&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114146599220234860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114146599220234860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/03/sigh-weve-beaten-red-house.html' title='-sigh-... We&apos;ve beaten Red House!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114111002898077487</id><published>2006-02-28T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T15:00:28.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.. so very tired...</title><content type='html'>Hey there everyone...! I'm.. again tired. For one week. PRACTICE PRACTICE PRACTICE!! From my perfect tanned skin.. TO BLACK CRISPY .... SOMETHING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole body aches... Sports day is coming up soon.. very very soon... Gah... I have nothing to post as i'm in school. Oh well. See ya all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114111002898077487?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114111002898077487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114111002898077487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114111002898077487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114111002898077487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/02/tired-so-very-tired.html' title='Tired.. so very tired...'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114070680727637820</id><published>2006-02-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:00:07.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh.. once again.. Tired...</title><content type='html'>Allo' everyone once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just dead tired today. Dead tired. Gonna go sleep now. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114070680727637820?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114070680727637820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114070680727637820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114070680727637820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114070680727637820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/02/ahh-once-again-tired.html' title='Ahh.. once again.. Tired...'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114052645915742948</id><published>2006-02-21T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:54:19.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired, just freakin tired.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh- I'm so tired. I ran, I got third, I jumped, I got disqualified. Ohh well. Gah. I'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest thing happened in my life. My testicles started to hurt for no freakin reason for a while, about 6 hours, then it stopped while I was playing chinese drums, WTF IS UP WITH THAT!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just really really tired today. Don't feel like posting much. Gonna summarize it really short today in point forms. Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;- Balls hurt for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;- Got very tired, very VERY tired.&lt;br /&gt;- After school, went for Chinese Drums till' 5PM.&lt;br /&gt;- After 5PM, went for cheerleading.&lt;br /&gt;- During cheerleading, had nothing to do, so I went to play soccer.&lt;br /&gt;- Went back at 6:30PM.&lt;br /&gt;- Stopped for A&amp;amp;W's.&lt;br /&gt;- For some bloody reason. I was given a chicken burger when I said the sentence "I want a Mozza burger set, regular, normal fries." three times, and I was given a chicken burger and CURLY fries.&lt;br /&gt;- Was extremely pissed, but too lazy to turn back.&lt;br /&gt;- Back at home, then blogged.&lt;br /&gt;- Now, going to go to bed. Even though its just 8:30PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya everyone... -yawn-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114052645915742948?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114052645915742948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114052645915742948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114052645915742948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114052645915742948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/02/tired-just-freakin-tired.html' title='Tired, just freakin tired.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114024101782401089</id><published>2006-02-18T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T13:38:30.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacardi Coke is good. Rum rum rum rum...</title><content type='html'>Heya everyone...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the greatest day IN MY LIFE YESTEDAY!! Thank god I decided to go to Caleb's house in the end or I wouldn't have had the best time in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on Friday, Caleb was like calling me and asking me whether I could go to his house to stay over. I didn't want to go because I was lazy. But somehow, there was this small part of me telling me to go because he's from China and came back to hangout with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I went to his house, I was first there, so first it was quite boring, until we played..... F.E.A.R....!! God. That game is like bloody scary. THE GIRL!!! AHHHH!!! THE GIRL!! **WARNING! GAME SPOILERS!** There was this part in the vent, you had to crawl through it, and you see a girl proning and crawling really fast towards you and it dissapears in your face. I almost pissed in my pants. It was freakin scary.... Then after that Darryl and Keith came, salvation! We forced Darryl to play, and he was like shouting like a freakin monkey being circumsized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. We had Dominos! Dominos has really good lasagna.. (However you spell that.) We didn't have banana kaya pizza.. I was nagging at Caleb telling him to order banana kaya and he didn't do it.. Caleb.. If you're reading this... SUPERSMECKSMANDDDDDDDXXXPORNO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had beer, (... Keith mixed it with Coke and the foams became hard. So cool.) and then I got the drink of my life that's alcoholic, and I liked it! Good ol' Caleb. Thanks Caleb!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then we played Battle Realms until like what, 5:30AM? Then we went to bed. Me and Caleb were talking until 6:15AM and then I couldn't take it anymore, so I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day! (Which is today) We had to wake up at 8:15AM. I only had 2 hours to sleep? Wtf?! I managed it with Caleb's super-cold-shower-water-that-will never-heat-up-no-matter-what. It woke me up. I thought my winkle shrunk for a moment, then I looked closer, oh, its just unerected, oh well! Morning erection can be a real pain sometimes. You wake up with your penis long and hard and you try to adjust it but you're too lazy because you just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. That's all.. For today AND yesterday...! CALEB I'M GONNA MISS YOU MAN!! I'll see you in May...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114024101782401089?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114024101782401089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114024101782401089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114024101782401089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114024101782401089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/02/bacardi-coke-is-good-rum-rum-rum-rum.html' title='Bacardi Coke is good. Rum rum rum rum...'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114014585892985590</id><published>2006-02-17T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T11:10:58.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day. What a, day.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone once again. -sigh- Today was a tiring and dissapointing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I had my Additional Mathematics examination. I think i'm gonna fail. Gah. Then, we had football. I got tackled and my foot got stomped on, now I have to limp or hop. Oh well. Its not THAT bad. I had assam laksa. Mmmm.. Laksa... I still feel hungry though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I'm in school while doing this. Hope teacher doesn't scold me for this. Blogs are for good people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... See ya everyone..! Hope you had a good day...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114014585892985590?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114014585892985590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114014585892985590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114014585892985590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114014585892985590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-day-what-day.html' title='What a day. What a, day.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-114000488749033299</id><published>2006-02-15T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:01:27.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discharge, what a lovely word.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was a CRAZY DAYY!! CRAZY I TELL YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Maybe at the end of school, anyways. The day started out normal.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6:00AM, then went to sleep at 6.00:01AM. Then I woke up at 6:50AM and I went " OMG! I'M SO DEAD!!!" Had Oatmeal for breakfast, had oatmeal for dinner! Hoorah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope I don't fail my physics and history. I've already failed the rest. I feel freakin dumb. FREAKIN DUMB!! And to say I worked so hard for them. -sigh- And today's Nicole Danielle's birthday! XD Happy birthday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. Here comes *Adding cliche here* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The world's most shocking things said by girls. &lt;/span&gt;It was crazy. First, me and Najwa were talking about stuff. Then somehow, Zetty came in and talked about masturbation. Then, all of a sudden, I realized that the other girls in our class just came in and made comments about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;These are a couple of examples.&lt;br /&gt;"You know, when we get turned on, we just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;discharge&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. I mean, how do you masturbate properly? I mean do we use our fingers and insert them into our vagina and move in and out or close and open? And do you think using dildos would be cleaner?"&lt;br /&gt;"You know, my dad has like, three bottles of lubracation, and HE FINISHED TWO BOTTLES!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah. I know! I mean, the average penis size for a guy should be at least..... 5.5 inches." -after this, Jackson goes- " OMFG! I FEEL SO SMALL!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Hope you enjoyed yourselves and had a good laugh today...!&lt;br /&gt;See ya next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-114000488749033299?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114000488749033299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=114000488749033299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114000488749033299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/114000488749033299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/02/discharge-what-lovely-word.html' title='Discharge, what a lovely word.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-113992652814300326</id><published>2006-02-14T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:15:28.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza + Kaya + Banana = Good eatin'.</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, was actually interesting.  First of all. We had our Physics examination. DOH! I hope I score good marks for it, I studied SO HARD!! SO VERY VERY HARD!! Gah! If I don't pass it like Modern maths and Moral, i'm gonna get a hell lot of butt kickin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. At lunch, we had Pizza! PIZZA! We had to pay RM 10 for each person, but still. I "sapu"-ed everything, a couple of seconds and a box of pizza and 3 chicken wings are gone. Well, maybe they're still digesting.. Oh well. Still counts doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I gave Nic chocolates! Yes good ol' chocolates. Not JUST any chocolates. THE chocolates. The chocolates that everyone likes...! I'm lazy to say it here, so... You could just take a guess. After that, I had cheerleading practice, and oh it was PAINFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I sprain my arm, then I caught Ky-Lynn when she fell on her ass on my chest, and I got knocked down by a falling girl. And finally. I burnt my feet. I don't like to wear shoes when i'm cheerleading. It was so tempting... But the ground was so hot... So very very hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that's all. I'm going on a diet! So oatmeal + bovril = yummy! XD&lt;br /&gt;See ya soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-113992652814300326?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113992652814300326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=113992652814300326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/113992652814300326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/113992652814300326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/02/pizza-kaya-banana-good-eatin_14.html' title='Pizza + Kaya + Banana = Good eatin&apos;.'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22394114.post-113984369725699536</id><published>2006-02-13T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:14:57.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello everyone!</title><content type='html'>Ahh. Hello everyone. Welcome to my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually. Usually I'd post a lot of stuff in my first post. But life is just too dull today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to post. Well see ya everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... For now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22394114-113984369725699536?l=jacksonlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113984369725699536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22394114&amp;postID=113984369725699536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/113984369725699536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22394114/posts/default/113984369725699536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonlee.blogspot.com/2006/02/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello everyone!'/><author><name>JaCkSoN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15053387404270525562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FbJMhAiCN2U/SS5OH6UyrtI/AAAAAAAAABI/iPZsRxIqqTU/S220/IMG_6320.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
