<?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-26597173</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:39:11.475+08:00</updated><category term='mom'/><title type='text'>Derestriction of me...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-6996027745397207605</id><published>2010-05-10T02:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T02:22:54.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><title type='text'>For my mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;I hope i'm just in time i pray ,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get a gift for mother's day,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i'd make it up to you, im not home you see,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have exams due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to gift the sky and stars,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that' s not sold in Madura's,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To send you all that my heart has,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sigh) But that's not stocked in IBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Perhaps something from Central Square,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show the world how much i care,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps something from Queensbay,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would suit this very special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;But nothings seems to fit just right,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new shiny stove? Not quite,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I puzzled wondering what to do,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect gift to give to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then it dawned on me, you see,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gift to you shall always be,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To grow up like you'd want me to,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave, strong, honest, true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;With humble hands that seek the Lord,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prayerful man that walks with God,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gift to you shall always be,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your legacy that dwells in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-6996027745397207605?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/6996027745397207605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=6996027745397207605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6996027745397207605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6996027745397207605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-my-mother.html' title='For my mother'/><author><name>Jeremy Ryan De Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03779211683238049414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-4993959211901221053</id><published>2010-04-13T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:27:39.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I am hates who I've been...</title><content type='html'>I was having a conversation an hour ago that made me think and want to blog. Who I am hates who I have been. The naive little boy I used to be. The sad things I used to say and do. The careless things I let slip. The freinds i made and lost. I wish I could take it all back. A friend of mine keeps re-iterating that I've changed. And then refuses to enlighten me as to wether its for the better or worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the reverberating footsteps of my current self trekking through my memories. My past flashing like HD TV's in a electronic shop with one show on. The Jeremy Show. And it's all re-runs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit I'd done some really stupid things 7 years ago. Like joining the School English club to meet english speaking chciks from other schools. (In retrospect, that was both a good and bad decision) (Heh) But that's just the surface. I wonder what happened to all my buddies back them. Some are here, some are there, some living well, some have passed on to God's grace. My brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/S8NHYSBZeMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/uUNOfQDXI5w/s1600/8334_100617696627651_100000382641776_13669_3978855_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/S8NHYSBZeMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/uUNOfQDXI5w/s320/8334_100617696627651_100000382641776_13669_3978855_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459285655783307458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am angered. At myself mostly for not keeping in touch. If only I had said more. Maybe less. Sigh. But I can't change that, none of us can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had one of those days? When your alone and your thoughts drift to the what-could-have-beens? The If-only's and the I-shoudn't-haves? These situations that we ironically produce in the present for future retrospect, even whilst reflecting on the same ones we conjured years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/S8NIGZoiQfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Lifrz-0yKi8/s1600/24473_114985611850082_100000159319758_286345_8005005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/S8NIGZoiQfI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Lifrz-0yKi8/s320/24473_114985611850082_100000159319758_286345_8005005_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459286448100491762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm going to wish i could 'tampar' my curent self 20 years from now. I guess i haven't changed much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps, ah perhaps, it was those same situations that molded who I am today. I will spend a good 3 hours tonight wondering what I would be if I were any different. Care to join me in the proverbial sunset of your past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/S8NJfrmRC1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/K5Esr-B1LMM/s1600/n537503949_713160_9762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/S8NJfrmRC1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/K5Esr-B1LMM/s320/n537503949_713160_9762.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459287981931170642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. -The Wonder Years-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-4993959211901221053?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/4993959211901221053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=4993959211901221053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4993959211901221053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4993959211901221053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-i-am-hates-who-ive-been.html' title='Who I am hates who I&apos;ve been...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/S8NHYSBZeMI/AAAAAAAAAH0/uUNOfQDXI5w/s72-c/8334_100617696627651_100000382641776_13669_3978855_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-2377025640842707896</id><published>2009-09-11T17:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:29:42.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toes part 2...</title><content type='html'>From the previous post I realised there is much to rant about my odd feet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters my shoe size is a healthy eleven thanks to my GIGANTOUR TOE! Yup ladies and gentleman gather round at the marvels of a toe that makes your shoe one size bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemate was exclaiming that generally the second toe would be longer or of equal length to the first but NOOO i had to be the special one with the extra large toe. (No its not to overcompensate for anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqoVjQ6CbrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sEPgTzb5J4U/s1600-h/IMAG0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqoVjQ6CbrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sEPgTzb5J4U/s320/IMAG0118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380136400425479858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Exhibit A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,if there are any aspiring doctors reading this (or well informed would-be dentists) i have a blood clot under my nail that keeps bleeding and i fear will cause my toe to be gangrenous,therefore rendering my toe a viable candidate for amputation.&lt;br /&gt;Which woudn't be such a bad idea seeing as it would keep me down a shoe-size.Wait, that's on only one foot. Fug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqoV4bpaqMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lzKAZRTI-nM/s1600-h/IMAG0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqoV4bpaqMI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lzKAZRTI-nM/s320/IMAG0119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380136764085807298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Exhibit B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And marvel number three. My foot has NO ARCH whatsoever!I suffer from flat feet(also called pes planus or fallen arches). As i have pointed out (and have been victimised for) my foot has no arch. This would be my excuse as to why i suck at football (How can you excel at something that has foot in the name when yours are deformed). Apparently flat feet is a disability (Yay i get parking spots) and is one of the few reasons to be exempted from the military (JOY!) so yeah I'm not saying it doesn't have perks. &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; "Studies analyzing the correlation between flat feet and physical injury in soldiers have been inconclusive. A recent study of Royal Australian Air Force recruits that tracked the recruits over the course of their basic training found that neither flat feet or high arched feet had any impact on physical functioning, injury rates or foot health. If anything, there was a tendency for those with flat feet to have fewer injuries."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SWT!WTF-lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I'm cacat. But owh well these are the feet that i was born with and although it gives me as much prowess in football as a worm, leaves my legs aching after a measly 2 hours of walking around trailing women on a shopping spree, or might cause me to have rheumatic arthiritis at an older age. Well i woudn't have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flatties unite!!! (Legs only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqoWMC61i-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/vfmPNSnLI_Q/s1600-h/IMAG0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqoWMC61i-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/vfmPNSnLI_Q/s320/IMAG0120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380137101045369826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Exhibit C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait so that explains the feet fetish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqoW1TWapOI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sIpoXmw_of0/s1600-h/1920s_bound-feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqoW1TWapOI/AAAAAAAAAHo/sIpoXmw_of0/s320/1920s_bound-feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380137809830651106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-2377025640842707896?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/2377025640842707896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=2377025640842707896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2377025640842707896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2377025640842707896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/09/toes-part-2.html' title='Toes part 2...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqoVjQ6CbrI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/sEPgTzb5J4U/s72-c/IMAG0118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-5323862844067225194</id><published>2009-09-11T13:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:00:48.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toes...</title><content type='html'>If toes were an extension of fingers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then weddings would be costly (I hear toe rings cost more),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids would have more to use to count (screw the bloody abacus),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Main kaki" woudn't be such a disturbing thing (especially when observed sneakily under AIMST cafe tables),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hell,they're just another form of useless bodily appendages that sets us apart in this myraid world or conformity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ask those of us with toes shaped like baby fingers (morbid) or whose toes are the same length as my fingers (not so morbid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the sudden fascination with toes? I have an internally bleeding toe with collected blood under the nail that i pray does not go gangrenous...GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqnmBrX727I/AAAAAAAAAHI/NG1uarG40d0/s1600-h/IMAG0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqnmBrX727I/AAAAAAAAAHI/NG1uarG40d0/s320/IMAG0117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380084146368142258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSDbNtnT1eg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSDbNtnT1eg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sorry for the horrendously sappy video..That's the only one they had of this song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;EDIT:Gees I'm gagging at the pictures in the vid..please just close your eyes if you will..the songs good i swear..no offense mi amour.. &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/26597173-5323862844067225194?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/5323862844067225194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=5323862844067225194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/5323862844067225194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/5323862844067225194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/09/toes.html' title='Toes...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SqnmBrX727I/AAAAAAAAAHI/NG1uarG40d0/s72-c/IMAG0117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-9128647993170824220</id><published>2009-08-21T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:58:26.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes...</title><content type='html'>I'm caged in indifferent bars,&lt;br /&gt;Clutching perpetual scars,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to avoid mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;While passing these speeding cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridge is not to far away,&lt;br /&gt;But will I make the leap?&lt;br /&gt;I've made so many mistakes before,&lt;br /&gt;It haunts my halted sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat at crossroads long before,&lt;br /&gt;An image I've always abhorred,&lt;br /&gt;The roads that I have taken,&lt;br /&gt;Have only sown discord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only given tears,&lt;br /&gt;Fuelled her every fears,&lt;br /&gt;Spent my life a-wasting,&lt;br /&gt;My mirror filled with smears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the bridge I'll hesitate,&lt;br /&gt;But I will crash at the bend,&lt;br /&gt;And as i fall straight down below,&lt;br /&gt;Then my mistakes will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-To those of us who have always made the wrong choices;hurt the people that we love-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Ryan De Silva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/So4bMHKo9kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/qsHbHzYXrsc/s1600-h/images+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/So4bMHKo9kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/qsHbHzYXrsc/s320/images+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372261300395636290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-9128647993170824220?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/9128647993170824220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=9128647993170824220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/9128647993170824220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/9128647993170824220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/08/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/So4bMHKo9kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/qsHbHzYXrsc/s72-c/images+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-2412114278591630264</id><published>2009-07-18T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:28:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How juvenile are you?</title><content type='html'>I was randonmly having a thought yesterday. Most of us have the most juvenile of email addresses. Examples? oreolover@,juicyducks_tasty@,tricky_boogie@, and the kicker my own mercybringer@ (gees i was at a really holy point in my life,give a guy a break)(Shut up boys i was holy,i was a altar server for pete's sake!) (EDIT:AM not WAS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got to thinking. How did i end up with an email add like that and i realised just how much i've missed from when i was a kid. Well not exactly a kid it was probably around form 2. And i realise ghow thankful i really am for having an email add that has the magical power of digging up my past. I mean I've grown. We all. But it's nice being reminded of times when people were less matured (some still are,you know who you are,don't deny it,liar)or perhaps when you were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon were all going to make a new more (gah) professional email add. I already have mine. Beacuse god-forbid 30 years from now you go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You:Yes Mr. Gates I'll have my people contact your people via tele conference next thursday GMT. Owh my email add? penis_wilder@gmail.com..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO?&lt;br /&gt;MR GATES??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yeah. But it's a nice reminder. So if you have a goofy MSN email add. Wear it loud and wear it proud =) Have a great weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh song of the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augustana - Sunday Best http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rz5F0SARWyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have a poem swimming in my head about juvenile addresses that probably will be up soon)(I blame it on pre-finals stress,gah tons of microbio left to do and all i can think of are witty email address's please O' body of mine do not self combust in horror....haaaaah)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-2412114278591630264?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/2412114278591630264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=2412114278591630264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2412114278591630264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2412114278591630264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-juvenile-are-you.html' title='How juvenile are you?'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-833651435409080341</id><published>2009-06-21T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:41:32.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I owe myself seven years of pain..</title><content type='html'>I owe myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixty years of sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Seven years of pain,&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years to loathe myself,&lt;br /&gt;The shame that is my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year for all the times I wasn't by my sisters side,&lt;br /&gt;A year for never being there,&lt;br /&gt;For things she tried to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year for all the things i said that hurt my mothers heart,&lt;br /&gt;The guilt of which will stain my face,&lt;br /&gt;And tear my soul apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year for all the friends I've lost,&lt;br /&gt;Their faces now a ghost,&lt;br /&gt;Who stood by me when I fell down,&lt;br /&gt;When I needed them the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year for every tear I've shed,&lt;br /&gt;A wasted piece of art,&lt;br /&gt;I never had the strengh inside,&lt;br /&gt;To stop them from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ten more years of sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;For the times I failed myself,&lt;br /&gt;I let some people walk away,&lt;br /&gt;That never should have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped what I had started,&lt;br /&gt;Broke down and left the road,&lt;br /&gt;Gave up on things I shoudn't have,&lt;br /&gt;Left people in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was selfish with my words,&lt;br /&gt;Was taken up by pride,&lt;br /&gt;Yet let my insecurities,&lt;br /&gt;Claw out from deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung on to self pity,&lt;br /&gt;Walked blindly in my bluff,&lt;br /&gt;I owe myself seven years of pain,&lt;br /&gt;But still that's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sj44dZXmY-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zOOwBBiFZtw/s1600-h/Alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sj44dZXmY-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zOOwBBiFZtw/s320/Alone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349775485039961058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-833651435409080341?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/833651435409080341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=833651435409080341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/833651435409080341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/833651435409080341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-owe-myself-seven-years-of-pain.html' title='I owe myself seven years of pain..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sj44dZXmY-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/zOOwBBiFZtw/s72-c/Alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-2637120380381750007</id><published>2009-06-10T03:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T03:35:48.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katy Perry...JIMP</title><content type='html'>I'm posting because i cant get the Katy Perry website. There's too much traffic. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!No I'm not joining her fan club if thats what your thinking.Heh.The new vid is out and I'm not checkin it out for the bloody song(Though it's good).But HELL she's hotter than AIMST in the month of July.(Or any other month that isn't raining for that matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after careful observation, most of the girls i know can't live a day without ranting about one hot guy after the next.Ranging from that guy in Slumdog to that guy in Infernal Affairs to that guy from some bloody Korean Drama. Hence,the quest to see if it works for guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea Katy Perry drool drool gurgle gurgle. Doesn't seem as much fun for us does it? Hmm another gender-bender issue perhaps?Or maybe we cant be obsessed about one women long enough before moving on to the next?Sorry boys but you know it's true,there was Lilly Allen and then poof Katy Perry shows up HELLO DOLL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently celebrity obsession doesn't work so well for men? I mean there are some who obsess over 'em.Perez Hilton is one of em,but uh yea thats on a different page of men altogether.Or maybe it's just me? I need to do my homework.Dude's up for a survey? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Si63ROEBDtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D-P2eADCK54/s1600-h/Katy_Perry+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Si63ROEBDtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D-P2eADCK54/s320/Katy_Perry+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345411314195959506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boy's her face is up there.I know,i know.Me too.&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/26597173-2637120380381750007?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/2637120380381750007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=2637120380381750007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2637120380381750007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2637120380381750007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/06/katy-perryjimp.html' title='Katy Perry...JIMP'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Si63ROEBDtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D-P2eADCK54/s72-c/Katy_Perry+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-2726305037214276878</id><published>2009-05-23T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:41:37.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone in a crowded place..</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had the feeling that your alone in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Caught me by surprise. A hot saturday afternoon in the freakin' study area.(Always overcrowded,jeesh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boom! it hit me like the stench of the dissection hall. I felt like i was alone in the world. Fuck!! I rarely curse here. But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not like a feel-good midnight contemplative feeling that makes you think. It's this depressing,overwhelming feeling of loneliness. Like your the last person on earth and the only person you can really talk too are the thoughts in your bloody head. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually panicked and looked around to see if anyone else noticed the feeling. I imagined it would be an epidemic sort of feeling. Expected to see everyone looking around wondering what was this crappy feeling. To justify my sudden bewilderment at this onset of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no,everyone looked peachy fine studying,chatting (the term STUDY area means nothing anymore),trying to score some foundation chick,trying to impress some random guy. Hmm. And yet every person there seemed detached from the big picture. Like in the movies where the protaganist is standing and everyone is passing him by in a blur. Through my eyes at that moment the place looked like a canvas and i was the painting and everyone else was just background colours. I panicked and left for my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i type i still feel detached from the world. Maybe its been the depressing week. Too many disappointments,too much work,too little satisfaction once it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell i don't know. I hope everyone has these I'M-ALONE-IN-THE-WORLD bouts or I'm in trouble. I hope it lasts into the night so at least then i can relish in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need an understanding Marge Simpson(Why marge simpson?Ah,but that needs to be explained in another post) to sing me Jumper. Is that asking too much? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppf6mPM919I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppf6mPM919I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-2726305037214276878?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/2726305037214276878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=2726305037214276878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2726305037214276878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2726305037214276878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/05/alone-in-crowded-place.html' title='Alone in a crowded place..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-2809239388451360822</id><published>2009-05-21T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:19:20.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He understands..</title><content type='html'>Misinterpret,misread,&lt;br /&gt;The look on your face,&lt;br /&gt;My feelings of dread,&lt;br /&gt;You see me as if I were dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry out,no fault of my own,&lt;br /&gt;I need Your strengh,I cant do this alone,&lt;br /&gt;I need some peace,the cold like a stone,&lt;br /&gt;It shatters the bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But listen He calls,&lt;br /&gt;Your never alone,&lt;br /&gt;Misread,misunderstood,no longer in tone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you He says,no matter the thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you He says,no matter the cost,&lt;br /&gt;They will not listen,but I am ever attentive,&lt;br /&gt;I gently call when you get defensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When emoness comes,and you feel alone,&lt;br /&gt;Remember that I never have left you out on your own,&lt;br /&gt;When most vunerable,never you fear,&lt;br /&gt;I give you my strengh,for I put you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/ShVwqx9LQ9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/mKAwX2R10QU/s1600-h/aurora_kuenzli_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/ShVwqx9LQ9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/mKAwX2R10QU/s320/aurora_kuenzli_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338296813584335826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;An aurora,one of the most beautiful things I have yet to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-2809239388451360822?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/2809239388451360822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=2809239388451360822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2809239388451360822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2809239388451360822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-understands.html' title='He understands..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/ShVwqx9LQ9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/mKAwX2R10QU/s72-c/aurora_kuenzli_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-6328727484918892916</id><published>2009-05-18T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T15:07:32.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey you! Flute yourself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z3UVyBPXNL8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z3UVyBPXNL8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Alexandra Grot. And hoo boy is she hot. There's something about flutists that just gets you. Like a calming wind in the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra Grot. She looks exactly like how a flutist should look. Frail and petite as the instrument she holds. Soft,calming but full of passion. Plus I'm digging the semi tom-boyish cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup flutists are hot. And you know what they say about good female flute players. Heh. As the rapper T-Pain would have said "Marinate on that dog".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amuse thyselves people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-6328727484918892916?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/6328727484918892916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=6328727484918892916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6328727484918892916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6328727484918892916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-you-flute-yourself.html' title='Hey you! Flute yourself!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-7697661967868737945</id><published>2009-05-12T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:55:57.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhet Miller Part 2...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04JylELryEs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04JylELryEs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself drawn to the chorus of this song yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,well it is a great song. Justifying myself in self-defense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random. Ya' know whats worse than being obese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking free from it only to realise that deep down you still are. Or that deep down your not really sure if you are at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps realizing that you want to be again. Or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't have to change at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-7697661967868737945?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/7697661967868737945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=7697661967868737945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7697661967868737945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7697661967868737945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/05/rhet-miller-part-2.html' title='Rhet Miller Part 2...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-4122256072354031112</id><published>2009-04-29T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:02:39.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My tribute..</title><content type='html'>Michael Lawrence De Silva you were a great man. You lived with a spirit and a fire thatcould not be extinguished. You saw with eyes that no one could fathom. You are missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear uncle. My friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle Micheal Lawrence De Silva passed just 3 weeks ago. He was a great man. He lived a struggle. But through the struggles he walked tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle was born Michael Lawrence De Silva one of 5 brothers. He was born blind from birth. 8 years ago he suffered from total kidney failure. 3 weeks ago he fell and was paralysed from the neck down. But believe me he took it like a real man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember growing up around him. With the booming voice at Christmas. The hugs still make me tear. He was a free spirit always travelling around the YMCA in Brickfields. My uncle's ashes will be thrown to the wind. Set free like his spirit, and i don't think he'd have wanted it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent time with him in the hospital during my hols. He was barely conscious. Unable to speak with the tube in his mouth he still looked strong as he lay with his neck brace. My dear uncle, fighting to the last. His last conscious moment was spent with my dad and my aunt. He spoke to my mom. He waited till i came back for my hols to see him for the last time. Then he went peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back wondering how unfair the world really is. The lives spent by millions wasted on trivial things. Worries about physical things. Things my uncle never saw nor valued. You don't realise these things till you reflect on the lives of others.I wondered why God took him. Wasn't being blind,on dialysis bad enough. But I already knew the answer. God loved him more. It was time for him to finally see God with his opened eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want to share a story with you. As i stepped out the bus in Sungai Petani. Memories of my uncle. Carrying his coffin. Him in the hospital. Him seeing me when I visited my aunts. I cried. I was angry. Life was unfair. Then i saw an indonesian man sitting waiting for the bus. A dollar next to him. Another indonesian man walked up. Thuggish looking as they come. He bent down and said in malay "I think you dropped your dollar". I was shocked. Most would have taken it for themselves. And then the other indonesian man, he said "It's not mine.Thank You" and walked off to board the bus. Then this old chinese women walked up. She wore dirty clothes. A bag of collected soft drink cans probably to be recycled for money. Another small plastic bag with plastic badminton racquets for her kids in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked up and looked at me and asked if it was mine. I said it wasn't and nodded when she asked if she could have it. Then she walked off. My heart fell. There was a God. And He was watching out for all of us. He was telling me He was there. He knew the struggles we all go through. He provided. I knew my uncle was in good hands. In His hands. I was at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Uncle Lolly. You were an inspiration. You always will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;John 14:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. &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/26597173-4122256072354031112?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/4122256072354031112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=4122256072354031112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4122256072354031112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4122256072354031112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-tribute.html' title='My tribute..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-7876118713326967248</id><published>2009-03-31T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:30:45.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The searing of the sinew,&lt;br /&gt;My body fights for air,&lt;br /&gt;The ripping of the tissue,&lt;br /&gt;My lungs begin to tear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravity's got my bones,&lt;br /&gt;It pulls my flesh away,&lt;br /&gt;The steam finally dissipates,&lt;br /&gt;I make out my sweaty face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This consequence i choose,&lt;br /&gt;Game I inevitably lose,&lt;br /&gt;Governed by laws set up by me,&lt;br /&gt;Fracture it's jaw to let me be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again as if clockwork i consider my options. They've always been there. Stay as i am. Or curdle under change. Most people truly do not understand the power that choices have. It is the difference between right and wrong,good and bad, damnation and salvation. Saving your life or losing it. But the thing is i realise just how devastating decisions are,how painful regret is. I fear it. Do i regret being who I am? Perhaps not but i do wonder. What if? What if? What would it be like to forget the Colin's and embrace the Hugh's of my generation. Dangerous thought i assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have no use for it. Take it for i wear it on my sleeve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SdEBS0hw6XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/YcCMCGRtzYk/s1600-h/12555144957802l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SdEBS0hw6XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/YcCMCGRtzYk/s320/12555144957802l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319034057750800754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-7876118713326967248?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/7876118713326967248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=7876118713326967248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7876118713326967248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7876118713326967248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/03/searing-of-sinew-my-body-fights-for-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SdEBS0hw6XI/AAAAAAAAAFo/YcCMCGRtzYk/s72-c/12555144957802l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-6787392149899009399</id><published>2009-03-23T02:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T03:07:35.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be honest..</title><content type='html'>So rest assured, you’ll be resting on my mind, &lt;br /&gt;Not for the last time, I will leave myself behind &lt;br /&gt;Thoughts they shift and slide, &lt;br /&gt;My reflection in the window when I ride,&lt;br /&gt;For a home, she is on the other side, &lt;br /&gt;Take a picture, write a letter in dim lights, &lt;br /&gt;Well I was almost honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since I lay with you inside, &lt;br /&gt;Conversations full of words you never tried, &lt;br /&gt;I got your message but I didn’t hear the ringing bell &lt;br /&gt;I gave into the loneliness with no stories left to tell, &lt;br /&gt;Which direction down this highway that I ride &lt;br /&gt;For a home now, she is on the other side &lt;br /&gt;Take a picture,write a letter to my love &lt;br /&gt;Well I was almost honest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-6787392149899009399?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/6787392149899009399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=6787392149899009399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6787392149899009399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6787392149899009399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-be-honest.html' title='To be honest..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-1106655241804915766</id><published>2009-03-21T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:59:00.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complacency..</title><content type='html'>It is then when we will cry for forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;Yet not understand the weight of our words,&lt;br /&gt;Nor the depth of His love,&lt;br /&gt;But He will deliver,&lt;br /&gt;Failure is beneath Him,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, He will deliver,&lt;br /&gt;Failure's not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should scream "THANK YOU!!", &lt;br /&gt;With every waking breath,&lt;br /&gt;And cry "MERCY!MERCY" at every day's end,&lt;br /&gt;Yet we remain quiet and comfortable in our A to B lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake the complacent and will the weak,&lt;br /&gt;And let's not forget to warn the meek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-1106655241804915766?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/1106655241804915766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=1106655241804915766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1106655241804915766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1106655241804915766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/03/complacency.html' title='Complacency..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-6908993388866257519</id><published>2009-03-16T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:47:14.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The penang trip..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sb5dco5Z7ZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/RHzOMp-k7I0/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sb5dco5Z7ZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/RHzOMp-k7I0/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313787356939677074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what can i say.We were bored,it was friday,Satchi abang had some stuff to pick up in Penang.All the makings of an awesome road trip.The participants?Me,Jared and abang.And of we went.An interesting sight on the way leaving AIMST was Che Mah Bomoh with a sign pointing in.Now i know where to get my nasi kangkang.Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sb5dcENnM3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/yaoKBI3cmvI/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sb5dcENnM3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/yaoKBI3cmvI/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313787347092321138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first and foremost,lunch.Awesome Penang briyani with the rasam in a jug.Whoa.Talk about vintage.Then off for a lil' bit of shopping.Lil wooden trinkets.There was this earring in the shape of a supposed wooden dick.Now thats sex appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coudn't get any pics taken thanks to my phone being somewhat downgraded to a V3.Heh Tony from Skins.But yeah highlight number one.Visiting the owner of FUMAKILLA's house.'Holy Crap that's a beautiful house' is what comes to mind.Like a mini Buckingham Place got abducted and placed in Penang.Even came with seemingly tasteful statues of nude men.Coudn't take my eys of it.The house not the nude men statues with their stony pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's the owner of FUMAKILLA's house.I wonder what crib the SHIELDTOX guy be chillin' in.Ya dig'?(A lil slang thrown in for variety)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sb5dcQMicLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/o1NL9BxKurY/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sb5dcQMicLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/o1NL9BxKurY/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313787350309040306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next incident was at a traffic intersection.We stopped and while waiting for the lights to turn red looked to the house beside our car.There was about 20-25 highschool gals in shorts building some marvel of wooden architecture.So a certain car resident implied that we should roll down our window and flirt.Two thought went in my head.One they seem underaged.Ugh.And two the thought that i voiced out.OI THAT MIGHT BE AN ORPHANAGE LA!YOU WANA KACAU ORPHANS KAH!!SIAO AR!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or they might be gals with Down's Syndrome or it might be a house for disabled kids.&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to just smile at em'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we rounded the corner?Rumah Pandu Puteri Pulau Pinang.WTFZOMFG!!!!It was a Penang Girl Guides Clubhouse!Roll down the damned windows man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sb5eJyVUgkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nsNPREB-7g8/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sb5eJyVUgkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nsNPREB-7g8/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313788132566794818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tulan face with matching rusty number plate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulan face for the rest of the trip as a result of the opportunity missed.Tulan is an awesome word by the way.My word of the year.Enjoy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-6908993388866257519?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/6908993388866257519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=6908993388866257519' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6908993388866257519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6908993388866257519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/03/penang-trip.html' title='The penang trip..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/Sb5dco5Z7ZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/RHzOMp-k7I0/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-8920847385510188469</id><published>2009-02-28T10:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:01:06.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Granduncle Edmund..</title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to my granduncle Edmund.Your finally home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum called me up at 8 today and told me that a mild heart attack had stolen my granduncle Edmund last night.He was in the ICU in Bintulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I barely could remember my granduncle Edmund because at the time i was an infant.I was born in Kuching and stayed there for a year or so and my mum and dad stayed partly with granduncle Edmund and he took care of me as a kid.Then we came back to KL and I never saw him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till last Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was in KL to get an eye operation to get his cataracts removed and stopped by for Christmas.Goodness knows how,but when my aunty told him it was Jeremy he gave me a frail hug."Jeremy you've grown so much!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat with his sister,my grandmother Katie.My grandmother preaching to him.He recollecting things to my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SainaECB1MI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Ezj1BZ0kokM/s1600-h/DSC00934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SainaECB1MI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Ezj1BZ0kokM/s320/DSC00934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307676227056817346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,he sat with me.He actually took my hand and told me stories.So many stories.And he told it with the perfect English that so many of us lack nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me about how I was like in Bintulu as a baby.How it was like growing up with my grandmother and grandaunties.How the Japanese would steal my greatgrandmother's chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me of all the wonders he had seen.How the world changed so much.How he dreamed of so many things he never thought would exist in his lifetime but had the privilage to see.How a person could be walking down the street and be able to speak to someone else so far away.Such a charming man.He was so happy to be able to see again after the cataracts were removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I came back to AIMST my mum called to say he was diagnosed with stomach cancer.On Friday my dad said he had a heartattack and was in the ICU.Today he was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happen so fast.Those were my last memories of him.Barely just 2 months from this post I met him.And I wanted to meet him again.So many things I wanted to ask.So many questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe God gave him sight so he could see the world one last time.That I could meet him one last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear granduncle Edmund I love you.I'm so glad I had the pleasure to meet you.I say a prayer that I will see you again when my time comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-8920847385510188469?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/8920847385510188469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=8920847385510188469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8920847385510188469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8920847385510188469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-granduncle-edmund.html' title='Dear Granduncle Edmund..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SainaECB1MI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Ezj1BZ0kokM/s72-c/DSC00934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-7856034571297801435</id><published>2009-02-18T12:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:36:01.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My clarity...</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly I had a moment of clarity in my lecture today.Computer applications in biotechnology was the lecture and as Dr.Devanai was going on and on about NCIB and BLAST and comparing protein samples on an online database I received it.Clarity.The clarity that I was in the line I wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always asked myself, what if I had made a mistake submitting to my mum's decision that law was unprofitable.Or abandoning my high school passion for dentistry.Or giving up my dream of becoming a stand-up comedian.Far-fetched as that may have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But listening to my lecturer rant and realising i was loving it.Understanding it.I realised maybe i had done the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had many crazy tendencies when it came to career decisions.I even had an inkling to join the cloth as a priest.Laugh.I know you're thinking it.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes it's the moments of clarity that re-assure you you're on the road that has your name spelled at the end.Those precious moments,fleeting as it maybe.Wether it's clarity that you're with the one you're supposed to be with.That you're where you're supposed to be at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to wake up unsure.Insecure with the decisions I've made.The clarity all but spent.But that's where eACH of us has to reach deep down and clutch to the clarity we receive.Wether it's a perceived gift from God.Perhaps it's His reassurance that you're doing okay.Or for you atheists perhaps we're sub-conciously giving ourselves a pat on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes start in an hour and a half.My insecurities are creeping back into cognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad clarity stopped by like a lost love.Stopped,had tea,gave me a pat on the head.And disappeared again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;'s solo is coming up for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gravity&lt;/span&gt; on Winamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perfect&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SZuOZeaiL4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/uenYi7Y0l5s/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SZuOZeaiL4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/uenYi7Y0l5s/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303989554471120770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-7856034571297801435?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/7856034571297801435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=7856034571297801435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7856034571297801435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7856034571297801435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-clarity.html' title='My clarity...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SZuOZeaiL4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/uenYi7Y0l5s/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-6604317122811423366</id><published>2009-02-14T03:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:44:48.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope...</title><content type='html'>This time it's all here,&lt;br /&gt;You failed so long ago,&lt;br /&gt;And what can you do about it?&lt;br /&gt;Stop your crying,&lt;br /&gt;What will he ask you?&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's over with,&lt;br /&gt;Behind that face there's only hope in you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice how you change when you believe?&lt;br /&gt;Do you search but never find?&lt;br /&gt;Cause this happens all the time,&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice how you change when you believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this life is all we are,&lt;br /&gt;So prepare your lonely heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like i said before,&lt;br /&gt;Behind that face of yours,&lt;br /&gt;You hide so far away,&lt;br /&gt;From everything that's right,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad you're honest,&lt;br /&gt;But your life is such a mess&lt;br /&gt;I know inside of you there's hope,&lt;br /&gt;You'll find it,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-6604317122811423366?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/6604317122811423366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=6604317122811423366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6604317122811423366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6604317122811423366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/02/hope.html' title='Hope...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-2812517118139285005</id><published>2009-02-04T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:29:10.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some facebook thing..</title><content type='html'>Yea it was some Facebook thing that i coudn't resist..On a note an honest hair-cutter!(i refuse to say hairdresser and barber sounds like someplace my dad goes)..told me i shoudn't cut my hair and i look better if i kept it longer...out of guilt i bought some black bands from him..all lil' town honesty in business..something positive about SP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to that tag thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 10 friends&lt;br /&gt;5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;What's Now Is Now-Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;Psychosocial-Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;First Date-Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be Home For Christmas-Josh Groban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;As The Deer-Adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;You Only Live Once-The Strokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Disintegration-Jimmy Eat World &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;At The Foot of The Cross-Don Moen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Ibu-Hujan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;Tipsy- T-Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;We Get Along Like A House On Fire-Search The City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;I'm Content With Losing-Underoath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable-Anberlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche-Escape The Fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL/DID YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Creeping Death-Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Apologize-The Honorary Title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Of Wolf And Man-Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Image Of Purity-Cromok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;Right Hand- T-Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;The Small Hours-Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;For All The Cows-Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Split Screen Sadness-John Mayer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-2812517118139285005?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/2812517118139285005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=2812517118139285005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2812517118139285005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2812517118139285005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-facebook-thing.html' title='Some facebook thing..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-8306755067925308491</id><published>2009-01-31T01:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T03:11:32.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocktails made easy...</title><content type='html'>So i get a call at 1 A.M and its and old 'bud askin me for a good drink mix.And then I realised its been so long since i mixed a good drink myself.Apparently he was having problems with the 'missus so to speak and needed to wash that down.I suggested some good bourbon neat followed by one on the rocks.Rinse and repeat.And then i mused as to the last time i had a good mix.Definitely not here that's for sure.Prolly with my 'unc when i went over for a visit to D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a list then of good drinks you have to try at least once and receipe's if you can actually find the possible ingrediants.My fave would definitely have to be JD and coke.Easy to make and easy to find here.Hell I'll take anything bourbon.Prefer Bourbon Whiskey over Scotch for the distinctive taste.Famous bourbon's include Jack Daniels and it's counterpart Gentleman Jack,Jim Bean,...alah you know the rest.A good choice of Scotch would be Chivas Regal or Johnnie Walker regardless of the label.The difference?Bourbon whiskey is made from fermented corn and Scotch from fermented malt or Barley.Another personal fave would be Dewar's White Label.Not to pricey but still good unlike the more popular economical Thai Song or Club 99 (Let us spend a moment of silence for those unfortunate souls and livers tainted).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some real cocktails.My personal fave would be a Manhattan 2:1.Two parts whiskey to one part vermouth.The secret to a Manhattan is sweet vermouth but I'm not putting a receipe cus' who the hell knows where to get vermouth in KL anyways?Never tried getting one in Kl either so if anyone has,let me in on where.To be more specific i like a Dry Manhattan with dry vermouth instead of sweet vermouth which(sigh)I've only had the pleasure of having twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another simple one would be a Whiskey Sour.&lt;br /&gt;2-3 pks of whiskey (your choice bourbon or scotch)&lt;br /&gt;Juice from 1/2 a lemon&lt;br /&gt;A lil' syrup (water and sugar)&lt;br /&gt;A cherry&lt;br /&gt;1/2 a slice of lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With ice is good.Especially if you savour the sourness.But DISCLAIMER:Take the drink SLOWLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own variation would be: &lt;br /&gt;Lime syrup(F&amp;N syrup for better effect)with water frozen in an ice cube tray&lt;br /&gt;2 pks of bourbon whiskey (preferably Jack Daniels)&lt;br /&gt;A lil' Syrup (secukup rasa mengikut cita rasa masing-masing)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 a lemon (No need for cherry.MAHAL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blend 2-3 cubes then add the ingrediants and there you have it.Malaysianised whiskey sour courtesy of F&amp;N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last would be a Mojito.Especially good if you need to chill.Its basically rum,mint and lime.I don't do rum well so don't ask me what type of rum but yeah it's good.&lt;br /&gt; 2-3 pk's of rum&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp of lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;Mint leaves (or if u haven't got it mint syrup)&lt;br /&gt;Some soda water (again secukup rasa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put juice and sugar into a glass and stir until its mostly dissolved. Rub mint leaves on the inside of the glass and discard em'. Fill the glass with crushed ice and rum. Top it with soda water and garnish with a sprig of mint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:Mint syrup is shit with whiskey or on its own with any alcohol.Ugh I've tried that once for New Years Eve 2006 if I'm not mistaken(Trinna if you remember.Heh)and some one brought mint syrup along with all the other stuff.I remember someone won a few crates of beer(Yue Fern I think?)Absolut,Jack Daniels,etc,Mint Syrup?and some chinese alcohol in the lil' gourd bottle?Bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my top three.Notable mentions are a Bloody Mary for the curious.That pretty much reminded me of a vegetarians drink with the tomato juice and the serving with a celery stick in the glass thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND after watching numerous episodes of Scrubes J.D's favourite drink.An Appletini.I have no idea what that is and I'm wondering if any bars or clubs have that in KL but im guessing its a martini with apple syrup.Looks like Absinthe so if you guys wanna' impress the ladies but don't have the stones for Absinthe then by all means.Then again Absinthe is illegal here so if any lady actually believes your drinking Absinthe.Well she's a keeper! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sila menonton episode Thirsty Travel seterusnya pada waktu dan tempat yang sama.Hanya di Discovery:Mengembara dan Hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SYNHC9RE_QI/AAAAAAAAAEw/--m8U13RO7Q/s1600-h/DSC00998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SYNHC9RE_QI/AAAAAAAAAEw/--m8U13RO7Q/s320/DSC00998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297155702849338626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHEERS!! (or in the spirit of CNY YAMMMM SEEEENNGGGG!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-8306755067925308491?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/8306755067925308491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=8306755067925308491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8306755067925308491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8306755067925308491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/01/cocktails-made-easy.html' title='Cocktails made easy...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SYNHC9RE_QI/AAAAAAAAAEw/--m8U13RO7Q/s72-c/DSC00998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3518201565480391364</id><published>2009-01-27T17:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:01:38.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love kermit the frog..</title><content type='html'>I swear it's been so long since ive seen Kermit the frog on tv.Or the Cookie Monster.And watching this clip on youtube of Kermit getting pawned by this kid.Well it just made my day.Sniff childlike innocence.Where have we all gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A,B,C,D,E,F, COOKIE MONSTER!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i miss the muppets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ptbp0pmcg3U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ptbp0pmcg3U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the end when she goes "I love you"...&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if that works when I'm late for class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:Turns out there's another clip of Kermit and Joey(the lil' girl) counting to twenty.And the best part is when the kid forgets th enext number and compliments Kermit.Owh god im turning into a sap.Must be Jaya Catering food.Damn you AIMST curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2-_JF1645w0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2-_JF1645w0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3518201565480391364?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/3518201565480391364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=3518201565480391364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3518201565480391364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3518201565480391364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-kermit-frog.html' title='I love kermit the frog..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-7060296273433161486</id><published>2009-01-24T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:11:02.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little things..</title><content type='html'>Well it all started with my roomate spring cleaning.So he was sweeping to the door so i opened up the room door for him.And out of the blue he pauses and sweeps under my table and bed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see that got me thinking.How much we under appreciate some people.I mean i had this sudden surge of gratitude for this guys lil' effort.We barely say a word and he's my only roommate.But hell that was a real powerful gesture.Going out of your way to do someone a favor that they didn't even ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i started thinking back.How many times have i bitched about how he never closes the room window net and let the lil' green sonsobitches bugs get in.Or picking the oddest times to use the LAN connection.And guilt is a feeling that lingers girls and boys and appears when you least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll stand up for the guy more.People here in AIMST can be mean.Poor roommate has a fake Facebook account set up to humiliate him with people writing all manner of nasty shit.Thats just bad.These are medic people for pete's sake.Deep down I can relate to the guy.I used to be the fat,bullied kid too.You know it sucks to be picked on 'cause your social skills suck.Sucks to have people judge you for being a loner.Though i had a growth spurt and lost all the baby fat in highschool but deep down you never lose the fat nerd inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess sometimes you have to go out of your way to do someone a favor.You never know how much of an effect it has on that person.How much it can provoke the mind.&lt;div 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things..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-7638724393735967600</id><published>2009-01-22T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T01:54:38.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i gonna be lonely for the rest of my life..</title><content type='html'>NOTE:First post of the year. AND IT'S EMO! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song Come Around by Rhett Miller begs the question."Am i gonna be lonely for the rest of my life?"And the next line reiterates that fact."I'm gonna be lonely for the rest of my life."Loved that song,from an episode of Scrubs too no surprises there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04JylELryEs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04JylELryEs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been posting much but poems are hard to come by during finals. Unlike CA I'm not having emo moments. Rather panic attacks. I've barely slept for weeks already getting less than 4 hours of sleep,mostly waking in cold sweat expecting the worst for exams.The only good sleep being during the 5-6 days break in between papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was repeatedly listening to this song as i fell asleep (apparently in a sleep deprived daze i deleted all the songs in my Shuffle cept' for this one)i asked myself.Hmm am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow and everyone knows how i love these 'understand thyself' questions. Ironically i found myself hopelessly agreeing. Perhaps it's my emo scorpio self rearing its sulky head. And i know a lot of people who would beg to differ on me being lonely. No you I am not a manwhore. But i found myself agreeing and wholeheartedly too. Do i have a problem with being lonely for the rest of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.What would Dr.Cox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"(High pitched whistle)Hey Susie were going to the bar for whiskey. No chatty-chatty just drinky-drinky".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a stiff one.Ugh.And a whipping boy that i can give girly names too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-7638724393735967600?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/7638724393735967600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=7638724393735967600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7638724393735967600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7638724393735967600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2009/01/am-i-gonna-be-lonely-for-rest-of-my.html' title='Am i gonna be lonely for the rest of my life..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3472930208544743803</id><published>2008-12-30T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:26:25.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the night before Christmas..</title><content type='html'>Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,&lt;br /&gt;Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jeremy lay awake for some unknown damn reason,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was the headache during this hangover season,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then an omnious rumble pulled him out from his bed,&lt;br /&gt;Twas the sound of a tummy that prayed to be fed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the kitchen he went as the floor seemed to spin,&lt;br /&gt;Damn you whiskey,damn you wine,and damn most of all gin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The refrigerator door open and lo and behold,&lt;br /&gt;The turkey was finished the stuffing was mold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a noise from the hall creeped the fuck out of Jeremy,&lt;br /&gt;Can't be Santa he thought there ain't no stupid chimmney,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiptoe down to the hall and he paused to think,&lt;br /&gt;A strange clicking sound was the lock being picked?,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i give the police an emergency call?,&lt;br /&gt;Nah the Rempits are out for a holiday ball,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he rolled up a newspaper his natural reaction,&lt;br /&gt;The New Straits Times was hardly a weapon, perhaps a distraction,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pounced on the Christmas tree from two stairs above,&lt;br /&gt;He blushed as he saw two cicaks making love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry" he said as he quickly withdrew,&lt;br /&gt;Even lizards need their privacy too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he went back to bed cursing under his breath,&lt;br /&gt;He intruded on sex instead of preventing a theft,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as he slept with AIMST in his mind,&lt;br /&gt;Santa came and left a present behind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning for Jeremy lay under the tree,&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't the gift he was hoping for Miss Belinda Chee (from 8tv),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note and some 100 plus in place of a toy,&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!This is for the hangover,boy!. Love Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone and a Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVogfnpJmoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gSbY39Irfe8/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVogfnpJmoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gSbY39Irfe8/s320/DSC00929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285572840262310530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3472930208544743803?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/3472930208544743803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=3472930208544743803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3472930208544743803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3472930208544743803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/12/twas-night-before-christmas.html' title='Twas the night before Christmas..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVogfnpJmoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gSbY39Irfe8/s72-c/DSC00929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-2580797120940770161</id><published>2008-12-30T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:00:23.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of haunts and disguises..</title><content type='html'>Every sound monotone, &lt;br /&gt;Every color monochrome, &lt;br /&gt;Life began to fade into the black, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a simple animal, &lt;br /&gt;Sterilized with alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;I could hardly feel me anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I tried to find my way, &lt;br /&gt;Spinning I was in the daze, &lt;br /&gt;Burning like a flame behind my eyes, &lt;br /&gt;Drown it out, drink it in, &lt;br /&gt;Crown the king of suffering,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Prisoner to slave to the disguise&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Your always going to haunt me fatboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkBAHZCMBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BLPShCFeJJo/s1600-h/DSC00990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkBAHZCMBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BLPShCFeJJo/s320/DSC00990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285256739191664658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-2580797120940770161?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/2580797120940770161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=2580797120940770161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2580797120940770161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/2580797120940770161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/12/of-haunts-and-disguises.html' title='Of haunts and disguises..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkBAHZCMBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/BLPShCFeJJo/s72-c/DSC00990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-7283018214732770998</id><published>2008-12-08T11:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:55:29.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fairness of life..</title><content type='html'>Why are there those that cry,&lt;br /&gt;Why do sudden feelings die,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet you are a comfort in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there those who stay hungry at night,&lt;br /&gt;An unknown voice unheard in plight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you are always listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering souls seen always lost,&lt;br /&gt;Wrought with pain they bear the cost; mistakes in life they bear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are not all babies allowed to live,&lt;br /&gt;So young but lives surrendered to give; away for no one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you take them home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crying mother weeps for her son,&lt;br /&gt;The worried son has come undone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you have the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am as good a man as I am told,&lt;br /&gt;Then why do i always face the cold; like i am now,alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet your heart I will make a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/STyZy1uh1hI/AAAAAAAAADw/Isj6ggATsf4/s1600-h/Alonee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/STyZy1uh1hI/AAAAAAAAADw/Isj6ggATsf4/s320/Alonee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277261962066122258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-7283018214732770998?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/7283018214732770998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=7283018214732770998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7283018214732770998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7283018214732770998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/12/fairness-of-life.html' title='The fairness of life..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/STyZy1uh1hI/AAAAAAAAADw/Isj6ggATsf4/s72-c/Alonee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-8205548503248780364</id><published>2008-12-07T17:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:34:23.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starfucks..my home away from home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/STuXI4mKppI/AAAAAAAAADg/yptqTeB55yk/s1600-h/DSC00406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/STuXI4mKppI/AAAAAAAAADg/yptqTeB55yk/s320/DSC00406.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276977567281882770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup a monk with a laptop in Starfuck's.Interpret that all you want.&lt;br /&gt;So here my consumer ass is parked.In a starbucks in Village Mall.Yes it is as pathetic as it sounds.Yet it contains two places that remind me of home.F.O.S (Oh god i know) and starbucks.Yes Dark Cherry Mocha Frappucino reminds me of home.Mmm a few more weeks and I'll finally be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with my mum's operation and all,Christmas music and coffee is so comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My home away from home.Well like i alway say little things make me happy.So here's a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I paid 2 bucks less for 2 frapucino's!&lt;br /&gt;2)I found someone else born on the same day as me!&lt;br /&gt;3)I'm getting new headphones to replace the broken one's for my Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;4)I have no class tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;5)Arsenal are afloat.&lt;br /&gt;6)My friend will be in KL for christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;7)I discovered I have a latent HEROES like power to make me fit in anywhere.(Ooops credit to the all knowing Aimee of wonderment and Lordship of the Universe.Anything else you devious women?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..Life is beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/STwV7juiL0I/AAAAAAAAADo/q3Yanu6L5r0/s1600-h/DSC00494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/STwV7juiL0I/AAAAAAAAADo/q3Yanu6L5r0/s320/DSC00494.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277116976318263106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-8205548503248780364?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/8205548503248780364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=8205548503248780364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8205548503248780364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8205548503248780364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/12/starfucksmy-home-away-from-home.html' title='Starfucks..my home away from home...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/STuXI4mKppI/AAAAAAAAADg/yptqTeB55yk/s72-c/DSC00406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3948134647462658916</id><published>2008-11-28T02:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T02:59:09.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current life..</title><content type='html'>Watch the puppets dancing,&lt;br /&gt;See the clowns fall down,&lt;br /&gt;Tie your tap shoes tightly,&lt;br /&gt;Wear them into town,&lt;br /&gt;Play the game so nicely,&lt;br /&gt;Check, it's your move now,&lt;br /&gt;We're standing in this jungle,&lt;br /&gt;With some things I have found,&lt;br /&gt;Don't send your eyes to the sun,&lt;br /&gt;You might blind them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3948134647462658916?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/3948134647462658916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=3948134647462658916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3948134647462658916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3948134647462658916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/11/current-life.html' title='Current life..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-4319635551666601712</id><published>2008-11-09T12:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T12:27:01.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>Say is that rain or are they tears,&lt;br /&gt;That stained your concrete face for years,&lt;br /&gt;The crying weeping shedding strife,&lt;br /&gt;Year after year,&lt;br /&gt;Life after life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An air of freshly broken ground,&lt;br /&gt;A concrete angel stares down,&lt;br /&gt;Upon the grave which swallows fast,&lt;br /&gt;It's peace that's left,&lt;br /&gt;My peace at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SRZk6eJKfKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8eLVcvyWyYg/s1600-h/Grave_Thoughts_-_c_Michael_McKann_copy250_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SRZk6eJKfKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8eLVcvyWyYg/s320/Grave_Thoughts_-_c_Michael_McKann_copy250_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266507769943063714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this picture at 3 in the morning and it struck me as something meaningful.I had to write something of it. If a poem is a window to the poets soul then you'll know that i believe true peace only comes in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-4319635551666601712?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/4319635551666601712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=4319635551666601712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4319635551666601712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4319635551666601712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/11/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SRZk6eJKfKI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8eLVcvyWyYg/s72-c/Grave_Thoughts_-_c_Michael_McKann_copy250_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3450990906626531033</id><published>2008-11-07T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:32:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled...</title><content type='html'>Born to push you around,&lt;br /&gt;Had better just stay down,&lt;br /&gt;You pull away,&lt;br /&gt;He hits the flesh,&lt;br /&gt;You hit the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I'll make them pay,&lt;br /&gt;Jump in the fray,&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this day,&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread the color blood red on this gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the one,&lt;br /&gt;The day that never comes,&lt;br /&gt;When you stand up and feel no warmth,&lt;br /&gt;Walk backwards wind in your back,&lt;br /&gt;But the sunshine never comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SRRQPyczOdI/AAAAAAAAADI/UN2QFlCj5N0/s1600-h/DSC00j381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SRRQPyczOdI/AAAAAAAAADI/UN2QFlCj5N0/s320/DSC00j381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265922096473782738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3450990906626531033?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/3450990906626531033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=3450990906626531033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3450990906626531033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3450990906626531033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/11/untitled.html' title='Untitled...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SRRQPyczOdI/AAAAAAAAADI/UN2QFlCj5N0/s72-c/DSC00j381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-1844252149682851793</id><published>2008-10-30T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:01:40.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scopi il mondo..Vaffanculo..</title><content type='html'>If you don't know what that means try babelfish on yahoo..and to help you out scopes in italian also means fuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 damn hours of lecture.And at the end smartass people have to ask the stupidest questions. And in an act of cosmic unfairness we can't leave till the bitch gets her answers for our benefit, answers to questions that have no relation at all to anything in particular. What's the average amount of human feces excreted daily? I coudn't give a shit. (No pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez whoever said that women are becoming smarter compared to guys,based solely on the fact that girls outnumber guys 3 to 1 in most campuses, obviously has not visited batch 13 BT. They're so dense you'd drop them into a frozen pond and they'ed float on top of the ice. GAWD!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say everyone has their shit days. Well between falling prey to the flu AGAIN,getting the hell annoyed, and getting an accidental cut on my back. Yea this was my shit day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whoever who said cest' la vie. Screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scopi Il Mondo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SQmwFWkbtAI/AAAAAAAAADA/cyCPhTRzyDU/s1600-h/MotivateConstintine1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SQmwFWkbtAI/AAAAAAAAADA/cyCPhTRzyDU/s320/MotivateConstintine1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262931245563360258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-1844252149682851793?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/1844252149682851793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=1844252149682851793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1844252149682851793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1844252149682851793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/10/scopi-il-mondo.html' title='Scopi il mondo..Vaffanculo..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SQmwFWkbtAI/AAAAAAAAADA/cyCPhTRzyDU/s72-c/MotivateConstintine1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3977596091212912890</id><published>2008-10-28T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:23:14.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Song</title><content type='html'>This is a great song by this new band i discovered,Wavorly.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to miss nymphomaniac turkey.Please pay attention! *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Summer Song - Wavorly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqAFf5LAsV0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqAFf5LAsV0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3977596091212912890?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/3977596091212912890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=3977596091212912890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3977596091212912890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3977596091212912890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/10/summer-song.html' title='Summer Song'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-1641514438129139947</id><published>2008-10-28T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T01:45:18.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGU_SHufUBk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IGU_SHufUBk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked this cus as they say smiles are contagious and please tell me you didnt smile watching this..I dare ya =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pray for me.I drank 2 cups of coffee and am studyin my nuts off)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-1641514438129139947?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/1641514438129139947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=1641514438129139947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1641514438129139947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1641514438129139947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/10/smile.html' title='Smile =)'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-4899600449201196175</id><published>2008-10-25T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T18:45:24.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight Club...</title><content type='html'>Fight Club..&lt;br /&gt;What a movie.I'd write a review.But i doubt it would do justice.&lt;br /&gt;Watch it is all i can say...Because no reviewer can ever do justice to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have i ever watched a movie that had nihilism or existentialism painted so perfectly. I could not take my eyes of it.Except to pause between dialogues to digest a sentence that seems to speak straight at my beliefs. And then have a short discussion on who i'd hit with a fellow anarchist. (Thanks for intro-in the movie by the way you Ocd-in insomniac)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a catholic accept views of existentialism and nihilism? I have yet to find an answer for that. But I'm looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words just seem to spring out at me.Cigarette burns. Bitch tits.Space monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Mayhem people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It is when you lose everythig,that you can do anything-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler Durden &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SQL4cfOeWyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/T_55_1q2s5k/s1600-h/Brad_Pitt_by_bekkia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SQL4cfOeWyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/T_55_1q2s5k/s320/Brad_Pitt_by_bekkia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261040483024395042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-4899600449201196175?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/4899600449201196175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=4899600449201196175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4899600449201196175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4899600449201196175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/10/fight-club.html' title='Fight Club...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SQL4cfOeWyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/T_55_1q2s5k/s72-c/Brad_Pitt_by_bekkia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3426266912543958632</id><published>2008-10-21T18:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:06:57.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rain...</title><content type='html'>So here I am in the library right? And I’m supposed to be studying. And then it starts to pour. And the lil’ artistic side of me that has been repressed for ages. Well he got a hold of me and hacked his way out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exhibit A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SP21-dmUPRI/AAAAAAAAACo/C_fVziqWLrM/s1600-h/DSC00756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SP21-dmUPRI/AAAAAAAAACo/C_fVziqWLrM/s320/DSC00756.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259560024540462354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And exhibit B:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SP22KxAn9CI/AAAAAAAAACw/_Onhp1MJ-rI/s1600-h/DSC00766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SP22KxAn9CI/AAAAAAAAACw/_Onhp1MJ-rI/s320/DSC00766.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259560235909510178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm not on top of my game in th editing department but i think this deserves an entry into my ancient deviant art account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note. I'm starting on a new book. The title? On Evil by Adam Morton. Seems to hold the promises of a few occupied days here in AIMST as everyone leaves for the Deepavali hols. It has this to say on the back "Evil occurs when internal mental barriers against it break down". Very promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.I miss my weekend in Penang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3426266912543958632?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/3426266912543958632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=3426266912543958632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3426266912543958632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3426266912543958632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/10/rain.html' title='The rain...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SP21-dmUPRI/AAAAAAAAACo/C_fVziqWLrM/s72-c/DSC00756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-410494902136293310</id><published>2008-10-19T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:10:56.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mundane...</title><content type='html'>Hmm...After what seemed like years i got out of AIMST and shuffled of to penang..&lt;br /&gt;how can i describe the trip in a word?COMFORTIN!! Takes a long trip to get your mind of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And believe me when that damned ferry chugged of the mainland. I felt like Columbus heading of to the new world. A free man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly the closest thing to kl. This Penang is.All the inflated ego's. (I got passed by a Ferarri,how many of those do you see in Kedah). All the urban rudeness. But in a way its comfortin. I was born and bred with that beating in my veins. The paddy field over here must be gettin to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-410494902136293310?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/410494902136293310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=410494902136293310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/410494902136293310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/410494902136293310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/10/out-of-mundane.html' title='Out of the mundane...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3627443469774792827</id><published>2008-09-14T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T10:21:24.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In AIMST...</title><content type='html'>Haven't been posting a while people. But I'm finally doin my degree of choice. Woot! AIMST is a real nice uni.Brand new too but kind aout of the way. I mean seriously out of the way. No clubs, no shit. But hey its big and its real nice. Compared to all the ipta bullshit you see around. Owh and people say a prayer for Teresa Kok. Damn this ISA bull crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3627443469774792827?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/3627443469774792827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=3627443469774792827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3627443469774792827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3627443469774792827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-aimst.html' title='In AIMST...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-315107078983870469</id><published>2008-06-28T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:32:14.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot Spain..</title><content type='html'>Well as sad as it is thet Italy are out I'm glad Spain are in the finals...&lt;br /&gt;Owh it's good seein Fabregas tearin up the field.I cant wait to see his form in the EPL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i can just imagine if Arsene Wenger actually could manage to get David Villa over. What a combo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm well it's wierd being single again. I'm definitely not used to it. But i guess its nice to be a bachelor again. A big thank you to Alwin for reminding me how nice it is to a bachelor again. (But dude you don't count ur taken!!)Cant balme her.She was going through a tough time and needed time alone. I respect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm............Sigh.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh well i wish uni would start soon!I wish i had gotten a better course in IPTA. A degree in forest conservation in Sabah is just a waste of my time. So im goin to AIMST and man i can't wait. I hear its eal nice but why does the intake have to be so far away. September!!!And im too lazy to go job huntin. Hmm. Sucks seein everyone bein so busy wit uni or jobs. Maybe to much freedom is never a good thing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-315107078983870469?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/315107078983870469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=315107078983870469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/315107078983870469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/315107078983870469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/06/broken-heart-and-yet-free-one.html' title='Woot Spain..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-5250242911573069769</id><published>2008-06-14T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:29:12.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy and Romania...</title><content type='html'>WHat can i say it was a good game.I already predicted a 1-1 draw.But i didn't expect to see Buffon so GOOD!!Props to him.He saved and salvaged what was left of the Azurri's chances in Euro.And it was a mighty fine save.A lil' bit of skill and a lil' bit of luck. Wat a spectacular game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh and UPU results out on Wednesday so i hear.All i can do is hope for the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-5250242911573069769?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/5250242911573069769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=5250242911573069769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/5250242911573069769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/5250242911573069769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/06/italy-and-romania.html' title='Italy and Romania...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-5970588430660758741</id><published>2008-06-09T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T01:19:53.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarrasment...</title><content type='html'>She walked into the men's bathroom...&lt;br /&gt;And i walked into the women's bathroom...&lt;br /&gt;At the exact same moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's not ESP at its finest i don't know what is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi Amour Ti Amo La Belle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-5970588430660758741?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/5970588430660758741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=5970588430660758741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/5970588430660758741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/5970588430660758741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/06/embarrasment.html' title='Embarrasment...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-5218620086073578220</id><published>2008-06-06T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:18:55.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols coming to an end...</title><content type='html'>Well my hols are coming to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i do get into local U. If not I'm just as clueless as to where to go next.Kinda worried of course since everyone seems to be doing their degre already and i haven't even started.Owh please i hope i get into Local U and end this big headache.Hmm things are not all that simple anymore.Everyone just wants something from me and i just  wish i could be left alone.You know the feeling.Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum will be coming back tomorrow so there goes me and my dad's bachelor week.It was fun.My dad was more of a roomy this week than a dad so it was real fun.Now comes the next big prolem.Car shoppin hopefully with my mum before uni.And hopefully my mum won't think i don't need one after all the hard work i put in making her think otherwise.And fuel prices are up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if u attendd any of Anwar Ibrahim's campaign speches he seems to have a lot o solutions for that.Hmm going to be a very interesting political year for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-5218620086073578220?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/5218620086073578220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=5218620086073578220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/5218620086073578220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/5218620086073578220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/06/hols-coming-to-end.html' title='Hols coming to an end...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-8214363122836128380</id><published>2008-06-04T19:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:50:52.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian 9-Ball Pool Championship...</title><content type='html'>Well finally back from Genting..&lt;br /&gt;Was a very good trip..We reached in time to watch the final match and woohoo I got on ESPN. Snuck behind the commentator. Hopefully that gets aired. Then walked around and of course a drinking session at night. Over all it was a really good trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks to Alwin for the room..and for Vivek and Su Wen for coming! Though i have to say payin 500 bucks for that kind of service and room is a rip-off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SEZ7aXtKkKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7YFOSpRN7oY/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SEZ7aXtKkKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7YFOSpRN7oY/s400/DSC00620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207985712070824098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Championship finals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SEZ7tntKkLI/AAAAAAAAABA/X0fRlsNH5BI/s1600-h/DSC00631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SEZ7tntKkLI/AAAAAAAAABA/X0fRlsNH5BI/s400/DSC00631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207986042783305906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fooling around at night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SEZ95ntKkPI/AAAAAAAAABg/f8qDyxLoEf8/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SEZ95ntKkPI/AAAAAAAAABg/f8qDyxLoEf8/s400/DSC00633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207988447964991730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Again fooling around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SEZ95HtKkNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BnV5SVTIyns/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SEZ95HtKkNI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BnV5SVTIyns/s400/DSC00617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207988439375057106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cable car view..&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/26597173-8214363122836128380?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/8214363122836128380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=8214363122836128380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8214363122836128380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8214363122836128380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/06/asian-9-ball-pool-championship.html' title='Asian 9-Ball Pool Championship...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SEZ7aXtKkKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7YFOSpRN7oY/s72-c/DSC00620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-1993664974032278117</id><published>2008-05-31T07:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T07:13:49.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home ALone : Day 1</title><content type='html'>Well its 6 A.M and my mum and sis have left for the airport. House seems eerily quit which is the best setting for my Friday the 13th movie marathon!! To kick off the festivities i have my Frank Sinatra cd play in and a Jack Daniels in hand. Too early for a drink you say? Well its time to enjoy the house to myself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been listening to Stare into the sun by Thrice a lot. Good song with good lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keep your fingers crossed people!New Metallica album out in September!I'm actually going to buy a copy. Yea an original one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPojwWMAPBk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPojwWMAPBk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cause I'm due for a miracle,&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for a sign,&lt;br /&gt;Stare straight into the sun,&lt;br /&gt;And i won't close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Till I understand the goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-1993664974032278117?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/1993664974032278117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=1993664974032278117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1993664974032278117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1993664974032278117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-alone-day-1.html' title='Home ALone : Day 1'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-1060979014738309247</id><published>2008-05-30T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:07:19.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lappy in the shitter!!!</title><content type='html'>Geez my lappy is acting up again. After every few minutes i get a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'Generic Host Process for Win32 has ended'&lt;/span&gt; bla bla bla and i need to reboot my comp...geez its driving me nuts!!If anyone has experienced or has a solution for this please do share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its a countdown till Sunday when the entire house will be mine. Owh yea party at my place!!!Will be in Genting from Sunday till Monday for the Asian 9-ball Championships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally getting to watch a prestigious pool championship up close.Hmm then a week of peace and quiet at home with my famly away. Maybe a lil' part of me regrets not going with them back to Sarawak.But hey I'm jus glad i get this free alone time to clear my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having an Indiana Jones Marathon. I have to say The Last Crusade is the best. Sean Connery makes a very good appearance as Jones SR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"We've been sharing lovers for far too long this isn't our last goodbye..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-1060979014738309247?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/1060979014738309247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=1060979014738309247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1060979014738309247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1060979014738309247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/05/lappy-in-shitter.html' title='Lappy in the shitter!!!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3788347375743318760</id><published>2008-05-29T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T16:49:36.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm....</title><content type='html'>1. Do you eat a lot of fast food?&lt;br /&gt;Nah...the taste sickens me cause' im not used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Besides your mouth, where is your favorite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;My ass...figuratively anyway...everybody loves suck-ups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you kissed anyone in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Were you happy when you woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;Not so much happy, more dazed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever streaked?&lt;br /&gt;Yes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you an understanding person?&lt;br /&gt;I woudn't say understanding...emphatetic...yes that's the right word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the last movie you saw in theaters?&lt;br /&gt;Once...good movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Did you pray before you went to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you eat candy on a daily basis?&lt;br /&gt;Nope..Dun hav a sweet tooth at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Does it make you happy to get letters in the mail?&lt;br /&gt;Yup..Though that rarely happens and when it does..its bad news..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;Kanojo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What are you looking forward to this summer?&lt;br /&gt;The start of university...home = Boredom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's your screen name?&lt;br /&gt;Derestriction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Walking into a party, what's the first thing you notice?&lt;br /&gt;The drinks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you currently taking a science class in school?&lt;br /&gt;Currently not in school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You've just won a free vacation to either South America or North Korea?&lt;br /&gt;Who in his/her right mind would want to go to North Korea??!! Unless your into nuclear weapons tech..i quote Robin Williams "Its like a loft apartment over a really great party (South Korea)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Kiss on the first date?&lt;br /&gt;I'm open to anything but seriously guy's which girl kisses on the first date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you rather have chicken or steak?&lt;br /&gt;Chicken...hate beef...bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Why did your last relationship end?&lt;br /&gt;We both weren't actually serious about it..but it sure was one helluva experience..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What's one thing you've learned??&lt;br /&gt;how to cook with a bread toaster...and i mean besides bread...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who was the last person you took a picture of?&lt;br /&gt;Myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How often do you see your exes?&lt;br /&gt;Well i did bump into one last weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Who was the last baby you held?&lt;br /&gt;Joel..the neighbours kid that i babysit occassionally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;Well my bloodtype,like my dad's,is really rare so i don't..Doc says it will go to waste since most people aren't compatible..I'll get a call if the hospital needs it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How many snack machines are in your school?&lt;br /&gt;Not in school...And even when i was i don't remember any snack machines..just a snack auntie that sold the stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Have you ever felt replaced?&lt;br /&gt;All the time..my parents have replaced me with a pet hamster,fishes and a tortoise..I was only away for 2 years for pete's sake!!Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you believe in karma?&lt;br /&gt;Nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever been asked out?&lt;br /&gt;Hm..Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Are you good at telling jokes?&lt;br /&gt;Yes..though not all are clean..Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever driven without a license?&lt;br /&gt;Nope..My driving is already bad so if i crash i don'y wanna add to the list of offences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you wish you had smaller feet?&lt;br /&gt;Nah..would look kinda wierd being tall with smal feet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly...I don't believe in platonic relationships between opposite sexes..but who knows i just might change my mind..for now..nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. When ordering sushi, what do you get?&lt;br /&gt;I don't like seaweed so i'll just order the one with lotsa mayonnaise to cover the seaweed taste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you write in cursive or in print?&lt;br /&gt;Cursive..REAL cursive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Would you rather have a boyfriend/girlfriend, or friends with benefits?&lt;br /&gt;A girlfriend...Friends with benefits = Question 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Coffee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3788347375743318760?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/3788347375743318760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=3788347375743318760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3788347375743318760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3788347375743318760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm....'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-6950078163953481289</id><published>2008-05-29T15:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:50:53.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008..My posts start here!!!</title><content type='html'>Well i have finally resoluted myself to bog myself down and start posting since i have a blog and th website is starting to collect webs...so to speak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what better way to start my new posting career than to publicize my new-found love for the band &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Search The City&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SD5X2ntKkJI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9KWtYN4KOZ0/s1600-h/searchthecityafiresobigfn7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SD5X2ntKkJI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9KWtYN4KOZ0/s400/searchthecityafiresobigfn7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205694815169843346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across the reviews at &lt;a href="http://www.punkrockvids.com"&gt;www.punkrockvids.com&lt;/a&gt; and may i say it is a VERY good album! Its been on my daily playlist on my Ipod and it will remian there for a very long time as far as I am concerned. It will strike you as something from Anberlin but the vocal harmonies and guitar riffs are excellent and blend together very well. I recommend it to anyone who likes mainstream music as it is mainstream unlike all the other indie stuff I'm into which according to my friends..is not thier cup of tea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh and I just picked up and am reading &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Audacity Of Hope by Barck Obama&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Will post a review soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-6950078163953481289?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/6950078163953481289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=6950078163953481289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6950078163953481289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6950078163953481289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2008/05/2008my-posts-start-here.html' title='2008..My posts start here!!!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SD5X2ntKkJI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9KWtYN4KOZ0/s72-c/searchthecityafiresobigfn7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-8858254603293375676</id><published>2008-04-23T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:00:43.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Kingdom..</title><content type='html'>Went to watch forbidden kingdom today in Times...good movie...but has this kinda karate kid feelin goin on...plus the endin has this very karate kid scene...hot chick too..all i know is her name is Sparrow and she speaks in the third person which is creepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with sean and cheah which was nice since i haven't actually seen them for a while...ned to go clubbin soon..hmm...since cheah has morphed into a clubber who can...gulp...shuffle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now starts the lengthy discussion with my parents concernin getting me a car...the issue of whether gettin me one is important is over...now its just the which type of car..we have already established that auto is best since my driving sucks...but my want a family car to fit all of us...hintin im now the designated driver..I CANT DRIVE A SUV OR MPV!!!and think of the petrol cost..sheesh...and hopefuly my mum wont suggest a van or lorry...hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-8858254603293375676?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/8858254603293375676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=8858254603293375676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8858254603293375676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8858254603293375676'/><link 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knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start with an emo poem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Emo Poem&lt;br /&gt;By Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pissed,&lt;br /&gt;My hols are here but i cant feel it,&lt;br /&gt;I've lived a dormitoary life,&lt;br /&gt;Being alone is so awkward,&lt;br /&gt;And lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Where was the solitude that i crave?,&lt;br /&gt;Why do all my aunts need my help now when im on hols?,&lt;br /&gt;Emo,emo,emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noir noir noir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There thats a good beggining..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-2487910140014236805?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/2487910140014236805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-815621527512633933</id><published>2007-08-21T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T12:07:25.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got somethin to say!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Damn i love metallica..seriously..my number one band of all time...i mean im no big machismo guy...but hell iv never heard such macho vocals,err okay drummin,sweet ass shredin..but sadly bassist sorta sucks..METALLICA!!!damn the holidays are a bitch..so boring..why are in ppl in coll not free...i thought a levels were over!!!sheesh!!and im glad im back for 2 weeks..MMC is growing on me..n a bad way.jus seems to suck the life out of you bein in a coll so far away from the city..and with th rumors of ghosts n shit..n gay rape cases...FUCK!! (O.o) ...haha..especially that orang sebelah bullshit...i think you know the story..someone in the grils block was studyin at night..n heard a knock on her dorr..when she asked...she gt 'orang sebelah' as a reply..and when she opened the dor..there was a guy half way sliced standin outside her doorstep..with his guts n stuff hangin out..i actually thought the story was kinda funny...but hell they say its true..damn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-815621527512633933?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/815621527512633933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=815621527512633933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/815621527512633933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/815621527512633933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-got-somethin-to-say.html' title='I got somethin to say!!!!!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3128065171105003</id><published>2007-06-05T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T20:55:33.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The block games are on!!</title><content type='html'>I finally have the weight of my shoulder and onto the players...wonder how far il go...DAMN my bio teacher has a personall vendetta against me..so mayb i came in late for her 1st class..and didn have the book she wanted..but its sold out for crying out loud!! Now she's threatenin me and she's diggin up information from my past teachers..damn man..should i be flattered..hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3128065171105003?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/3128065171105003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=3128065171105003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3128065171105003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/3128065171105003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/06/block-games-are-on.html' title='The block games are on!!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-6808934529746497925</id><published>2007-06-01T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:12:05.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO HO GAMES!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow i have given up the job for student council..waste of time cuz il be too damn busy to have time to study.am content with being block leader...so that puts me in charge of 200 or so boisterous young men..im also one of them..haha..its fun..people always come to my room for help with their rooms or current affairs (im the PR guy between them and the HEP)..so ive met a lot of interestin people and personalities..enjoyin every second of it...and thats enough responsibility for me..were becomin a band o brothers our block..hel when you live together thats what happens...playin squash for the inter block games..damn i havent played in ages...lets see how well i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day : The Hush Sound = Sweet Tangerine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-6808934529746497925?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/6808934529746497925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=6808934529746497925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6808934529746497925'/><link rel='self' 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late...gotta stop these afternoon naps..gt my ass screwed over by my teach...and i didn even by my pre report book.thank God she had cooled down by then...haha...cant wait till i get to dissectin....now hats gonna be when the fun starts..welll..work work work away people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day : Drifting by Andy Mckee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-5936286377362056201?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/5936286377362056201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=5936286377362056201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/5936286377362056201'/><link rel='self' 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do wat i gotta do right?..time seems to pass so slow yet so fast?...tried out a new drink at the pub..Screaming Orgasm..thats the name..and you do feel like your screaming..and uh having an orgasm...haha..gotta love that one..costa  helluva lot tho..wonder how a mix of alcohols can cost that much..but hey its worth it la..the metin wit friends..the chattin..its priceless..there are some things u just cant let go...friends and memories...Damn i love them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day : Nyilu by The Butterfingers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-7433380030081615996?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/7433380030081615996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=7433380030081615996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7433380030081615996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/7433380030081615996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-gonna-miss-brown-grass-of-home.html' title='Im gonna miss the brown grass of home...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-9068759914570996348</id><published>2007-05-22T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T20:24:27.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes have just started ....</title><content type='html'>Owh God my classmates are GREAT!!!(sarcastic)....i mean...sigh..my math lecturers are real shitty...AND I NEED HELP IN MATHS FOR PETE'S SAKE!!!as you can tell my posts are all mostly sad and crappy these past few days so yeah..boo hoo to me...this has now become a pessimistic blog for the moment...unless u find the dark and macabre funny...haha...my english lecturer is ok...but err..well my maths one..i dozed of in her class and the next thing i hear is..WHY ARE YOU SLEEPIN IN MY CLASS!!WHATS YOUR NAME!!!AND I WILL REMEMEBER YOUR NAME TILL THE YEAR ENDS!!!great...i just love this feelin im gettin...the im gonna stab a lil aniumal feelin..woo hoo...well classes have just started mayb things will warm upo later..usin shorthand lingo now to save time since i dont have much to use here in the student centre..owh for wireless to get up and running....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-9068759914570996348?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/9068759914570996348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=9068759914570996348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/9068759914570996348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/9068759914570996348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/05/classes-have-just-started.html' title='Classes have just started ....'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-4627617141300967673</id><published>2007-05-20T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T12:18:55.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to college..</title><content type='html'>Wow finally past the oen week orientation..like wtf was i supposed to go for it for..i know everything there is t9o know bout this place..and damn was it sucky..with the awful YELLOW n black shirt...i looked lik a digi ad...and the having to wake at 5 every mornin...and the anooyin facilitators..thank God thats over...im just waiting for the student council elections to start...that promises to be fu..i think il run for student council...HAHA!!Me and my coll buds went to Tanjung Bidara beach over ther weekened to celebrate before coll starts...and when we reached we saw a guy and a girl gettin it on in the water!!haha lik wtf la no better place r...so we waited on the beach and they started panickin cuz they coudn leave the water..so finally they thick skinned and walked off to another side of the beach and WENT BACK INTO THE WATER FOR ANOTHER ROUND OF F@#KIN!!soem peoiple just have no dignity....needless to say we climbed rocks and swam and tried to drown each other (which sucks for me cuz i dont swim) but wat the hell...thats what boys do right?haha..and suddenly these 2 military personnel came outa the jungle behind us and started scoldin us cuz they were apparently filmin the couple and we scared them off...so thats how tyhe military gets thier turn ons..like i said there is just so little dignity goin around these days...thats just sad..plus the place they were filmin was dirrectly above the rock we changed behind..i hope these soldiers didn't record ANYTHIN ELSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL SHIVER AT THGE THOUGHT AS I CONTEMPLATE TONIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song of the day : New Slang - The Shins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-4627617141300967673?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/4627617141300967673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=4627617141300967673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4627617141300967673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4627617141300967673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-to-college.html' title='Back to college..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-9053506989384216732</id><published>2007-05-14T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:32:03.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><content type='html'>Im seriously feeling like fuck now..I mean its not the first time im goin back to coll..but damn for some reason i really miss KL..dont wana leave..its times like this that i wished i had just gone private like my dad insisted..gone to HELP or somethin..damn..im gonna miss lepakin wit my buds...miss kl city..damn call me sad n emo (which i am btw,im a scorpio,were built emo) but i need the hustle n bustle n busy of the city..the honks..i feel at home here..owh well..my bloody holidays better come back soon!!sigh...man i hate feeling shitty..watch white chicks for the 100th time n hopefully that makes me feel better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day: Copeland-Love Affair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-9053506989384216732?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/9053506989384216732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=9053506989384216732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/9053506989384216732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/9053506989384216732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-6723162013409498974</id><published>2007-05-13T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:28:31.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh going back to college..</title><content type='html'>Its a sad day..its 1.20 so im oficially leaving back for malacca tomorro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my gripin n groanin bout bein bored at home.I DONT WANA LEAVE!!!Im gonna miss my comp,tv,my mums cookin,my mom's naggiN,MY MUM!!I'm a sad self confessed mama's boy.N daddy's boy.I'm sure gona miss his lame jokes.And his pot shots at his cleanly shaven bald head.HE's so proud of it ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm im gettin emo.I mean when yo take the city away from the city boy.What do you have left??Owh and Cheah i owe you 17 bucks so you sure as hell better come and yam cha wen i come back.Damn do or die im comin back on friday.Il use he 'i need to get some stuff in kl' as an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Trinna as well.Wont be seein her for some time. Only got to see her for Spiderman Man.Gosh and her birthday party next weekend.And i havta meet her parents *sweat sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so gona miss KL.The big aple of Malaysia.THE BIG DURIAN!!I SHALL MISS YOU!!At least till i bring my laptop there.At least i can stay in touch through MSN then.If only i could drive to coll.Life would be so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh well..its back to the ulu jungle for this city boy.But as they say.....YOU CAN TAKE THE BOY OUT OF THE CITY,,BUT YOU'LL NEVER TAKE THE CITY OUT OF THE BOY!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-6723162013409498974?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/6723162013409498974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=6723162013409498974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6723162013409498974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/6723162013409498974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh-going-back-to-college.html' title='Sigh going back to college..'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-1409248402899005850</id><published>2007-04-30T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:27:53.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times...</title><content type='html'>Went to Timesto get Spiderman 3 tickets..wow fully booked till Thursday..Thank goodness we got tickets for Thursday..Then went for our routine game of snooker...I lost..head not in the right place..coudn concentrate on the games...sheeshand if there's one thing i hate its losing at snooker..Wow Target snooker centre is really losing business..RM9.50 per hour is dirt cheap..but all the memories i had there..Target oh, Traget..next to Jalan Imbi..The same spot a prostitute offered her services to us..haha I'l always remmeber that..who knew us guys were afraid of prostitutes...Lol...Good Times...Then wait for Sean and go eat...For some reason I like eating the economy rice in front of Low Yat..Hmm..Sigh I can feel my hlidays slipping past...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-1409248402899005850?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/1409248402899005850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=1409248402899005850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1409248402899005850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1409248402899005850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/04/times.html' title='Times...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-8982414354943835650</id><published>2007-04-27T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T01:39:53.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIT!!!I MET DUAN FROM SEVEN COLLAR T-SHIRT!!!</title><content type='html'>Damn met Duan from Seven Collar T-shirt today in midvaley!!!Duan's the vocalist!!Was there to lepak and watch a movie wit my collmates. The movie Tornado sucks by the way. Worst movie i've seen by far. Seriously my friends were saying we were lucky we only paid 6 bucks for it. The movie was freakin' grainy and the voiceovers were bad. The plot was stupid. Need I say more? Movie was at 3.20 so at 3.15 i went to the guitar store oposite  the Gsc ticket counter to get my friends and there he was. Apparently he TEACHES guitar there! Iam seriously cosidering lessons. I was thinking what the hell to say and just called my friends and left. But half-way down i got the nerve from goodness knows where and rushed up. This was the second time i've seen him in Midvalley since last week i thought i saw him at the food court but didn't say anything. Ran up and walked up to him and just said 'Hi,are you the vocalist for SCTS?'He said yeah.I exploded with an I'M A BIG FAN!!I LOVE YOUR MUSIC!!(stupid i know but i didn't know what else to say....)..Then i asked to take a pic..post it as soon as i get it of my friends hp..(should have taken it with my hp....swt...) and just before i left..he asked the mother of all questions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duan:why are you panting?did you run up here?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy:err...yea(sheepishly).... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duan:Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy:(in head)Please lightning bolt to my head now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duan:Nice meeting you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit that sucked...Laugh all you want..I know you are..I KNOW WHAT YOUR THINKING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh and he also gave me a free guitar pick!!A black one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not washing my hands for a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait did i wash my hands after i want to toilet BEFORE i met Duan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh Shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Duan..you better wash Your hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Call me gay after reading this post with al its gay girly gugugaga over a rocker but hell..ITS DUAN FROM SEVEN COLLAR T-SHIRT!!I LOVE SEVEN COLLAR T-SHIRT!!!err their music i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day= Faith by Seven Collar T-Shirt (obviously)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-8982414354943835650?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/8982414354943835650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=8982414354943835650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8982414354943835650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/8982414354943835650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/04/shiti-met-duan-from-seven-collar-t.html' title='SHIT!!!I MET DUAN FROM SEVEN COLLAR T-SHIRT!!!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-1893615723042261866</id><published>2007-04-24T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T01:40:45.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Charlotte come and gone...</title><content type='html'>Well sadly Good Charlotte has come and gone..and sadly i didn't go..well im not exactly complaning  though since GC isn't exactly my cup of tea (not exactly hardcore) but well i'm just wondering when will soem quality rock acts be stopping by? The last good one that i can rememeber was Incubus and Linkin Park ( yea we all used to love Linkin Park but i've moved on to more grindcore stuff)...Just wondering when some heavy metal bands will come over..yea i know its almost impossible in our conservative nation but hell..unknown to you and me some quality metal acts have come down..for example KREATOR came down last year..i found all this out by reading the local magazine ROTTW...ROTTW (rhythm of the third world) is one of the only local rock mags that really does print quality stuff..lots of stuff bout local rock and indie bands..heavy metal too...and most inportantly information on gigs and stuff that never gets surfacing publicity..ive subscribed and i recommend this mag to any and al ahrdcore rockers n thrash heads out there..For those lucky head bangers that got to 'layan' KREATOR' ROTTW was a frind indeed..Im just waiting for them to print news on underground gigs for&lt;br /&gt;Anthrax,or Megadeath..or hell maybe Metallica...a man can dream can't he?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:More on the local gig scene in my next post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-1893615723042261866?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/1893615723042261866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=1893615723042261866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1893615723042261866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/1893615723042261866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-charlotte-come-and-gone.html' title='Good Charlotte come and gone...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-4349154909949294149</id><published>2007-04-23T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T01:04:34.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CBN carnival..School spirit??</title><content type='html'>Well the cbn carnival was fun to say the least..but its just not as fun as if i went as a johannian..hmm..college life just sucks the fun out of eveything huh?..it was pretty good,though the horror house wasnt exactly scary..more like mildly disturbing...lik watchin hannibal lecter eatin a steak,scary..well my sis managed to mooch ten bucks worth of tickets from me..sneaky..geez she sold lik 60 tickets n sold me two..then mooched one off me..I MUST BE GROWIN OLD TO HAVE LET THAT HAPPEN!!..anyways was chattin when the topic of school spirit came up and surprisinly (no offense) but most of the cbners i talked  to  said they don't care much bout it.. as in al the ex cbners n some current ones said they didn realy want to come back to cbn after thay have left..i found it sorta wierd cause in st john almost all my buddies have come back at least once just to see how the school was goin..i miss the red n white bulding very a lot actually for some reason..now no offense to any cbners but thats what some of them told me.i found out the cause of this was some former headmistress?...a george?i mean Mrs George?or was it Miss george?Geez from what i heard she was some Hitler incarnate and the cbner's i were talking to spoke of her like you would speak about a stone in your gall bladder..OUCH!!!!!...from what they described im not surprised isf she has like an iron maiden in her office or red hot pokers to use on students..well that's another mystery il just drop along with all these Nazareth haunt stories my sis keeps feedin me...hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The references used in this blog post were not meant to offend any CBNer past or present,or to anyone named George...especially the above mentioned Mrs/Miss George*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG OF THE DAY :SPEED METAL SYMPHONY - THE NINJA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-4349154909949294149?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/4349154909949294149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=4349154909949294149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4349154909949294149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/4349154909949294149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_23.html' title='CBN carnival..School spirit??'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-3892815218368880688</id><published>2007-04-19T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:50:53.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril lavigne..What happened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/RidAfGrTodI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c6845wy8h3c/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/RidAfGrTodI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c6845wy8h3c/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055080009859047890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Recently sat down and watched Avril's new videoclip for 'Girlfriend'. Sis made me watch by the way. She has this thing where she will force me to sit n watch anything she deems i shoudn't miss. And i have no choice or say bout it.Haha.Is it just me or i Avril Lavinge more like funky fresh now? Think the Sum41 guy she married must be doing lots of funky thinkgs in bed..damn..funky funky stuff..wonder how her rock fans must be feeling..probably burnin sum41 cd's...(due to the tech lingo that we're all accustomed to i mean burn as in destroy through use of fire not as in copy using dvd/c burner)....(on that note isn't it ironic that burn now can mean to destroy or create...geez from now on when you say 'i burnt my cd' you gotta clarify which burn....the guy who invented hat lingo muz hav been REALLY gramatically creative)...well with Avril Lavigne heading south of rockdom,i have to say that that red head chick from the faders is the NEW beauty queen of rock..(If there ia  beauty queen in rock??)..Damn i rememeber when she sang 'Fuel' at the Metallica memorial by MTV..Damn James Hetfield must be chokin on his beer now huh?..James  you should have sued her when you had the chance..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well now i can finally get up and writing in my blog..finally i got rid of the old desktop..the old bird lasted for 6 years God bless her electronic motherboard..but thanks to the wonderof the ridiculous prices at the pc fair gt me a compaq presario v3200 laptop...so finaly wireless in coll..can exploit it for my devilish purposes...yes i know this is probably my 5th blog post ever..but hell its a start...we shall havta see where this goess...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And like what the hell..at the pc fair they had a creative mp3 player for rm379..and it has 6 gigs of memory...shit i bought my ipod shuffle for 399 bucks n its 1 gig..talk about purchasing regrets...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Damn..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-3124653043946935712?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/RidBCWrToeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/i4VOf0DtJAI/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-115217020626341091</id><published>2006-07-06T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T15:16:46.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life here...(cont)</title><content type='html'>Well its been a week and life here is settling in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in such deep shit here.&lt;br /&gt;Have only left 5 bucks in my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;And when i tried to withdraw using my maybank card from the bsn atm...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT DIDN WORK!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hav to budget 5 bucks for the next few days till i can get to a bank in town.OMG IM TARVIN HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides not bringing my shoes.I brought 2 gallons of clothes softener.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND NO POWDER SOAP FOR THE WASHING MACHINE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go back this weekend though im wonderin how. But im getting the hang of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes just started.And studies here are tough.Seriously.One chapter takes only one hour to concluded when it normally takes days in school.Plus ive never studied in english before anyway.So im totally lost as to what to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeesh..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im adaptin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-115217020626341091?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/115217020626341091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=115217020626341091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/115217020626341091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/115217020626341091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-herecont.html' title='Life here...(cont)'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-115216985834312161</id><published>2006-07-06T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T15:10:58.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NOTE:THIS IS FROM MY FRIENDSTER BLOG AS AT TIMES THE INTERNET SPEED IS SO SLOW HERE I CANT ACCESS BLOGSPOT.COM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am startin this blog because my normal one at derestriction.blogspot.com cannot be accessed from my matriculation college.Ithink the servers cant bear the weight of blogspot.com. But yeah will b postin here occasionally when im in college here.Experiences to make you laugh,cry and be dumbfounded in amaze ment at the hilarity of life in college.Yes it is hilarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il start it of by sayin.I LEFT MY SHOES AT HOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home for the week and left my black shoes at home.woke up today n coudn find shoes for lecture.now wearin friends shoes.size 13 n im a size 11.now i know how ronald macdonald feels.poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i hope i can get sum temporary shoes at Masjid Tanah town.Or its back to Ronald Mcdonald impersonations to morrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me Luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-115216985834312161?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/115216985834312161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=115216985834312161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/115216985834312161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/115216985834312161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-here.html' title='Life here...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-115168082336869254</id><published>2006-06-30T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T23:20:23.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In MALACCA!</title><content type='html'>Have been neglectin my blog i noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but well..that's gonna change(i hope)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im officially a college student in the Malacca Matriculation College of Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still adjustin.As of today ive been there a week n just finished my orientation week (which is pretty ironic seeing as i am so dis-oriented at the moment!!!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as bad as i thought it would be..&lt;br /&gt;My malay roomies are really nicen im bonding with al the guys...&lt;br /&gt;Probably because theres only 38 of us guys! 100 sumthin people in the 2-year programme.&lt;br /&gt;Only 38 guys n the others are all gals! Not bad odds =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But were outnumbered since the 1-year people total in the thousands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently housed in the former gals Dorm!&lt;br /&gt;So were in the gals side of the campus (for now)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is huge n its a 3 minue jog to my lectures (n the male side of d campus)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have so much freedom here!Just atend your lectures and after that your free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facilities here r excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO POOL TABLES!!!!! IM IN HEAVEN! havent touched em yet but im in d process of founding a pool club for 2-year students,Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of sports to join!Any you can think of.Golf included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly the place is kinda far from the nearest town n KL.But hey its quiet and quaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HOW DOES A CITY GUY LIVE IN THE COUTRY!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for my further posts to find out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-115168082336869254?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/115168082336869254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=115168082336869254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/115168082336869254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/115168082336869254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-malacca.html' title='In MALACCA!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-114824016068381331</id><published>2006-05-22T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T03:36:01.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Evolutionof hair...(My hair)</title><content type='html'>First of all before the nostalgia of hair (for me anyway) sets in...&lt;br /&gt;Pay attention to the hair not the ppl it belongs to because i claim to bear no resemblance to any of these guys (for better and worse...LOL....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out with this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/1600/johnmayer.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/320/johnmayer.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on to this in six months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/1600/jamesblunt2_270106_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/320/jamesblunt2_270106_main.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's James Blunt by the way...Had my buddies kickin myass over that hair..Ladieseither think he's hot..or specially-abled..Personally?? I think his music is as enjoyable as getting your tonsils removed with a welding iron n a pair of pliers..Graphic response for very sad music!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway would have dearly wanted to go on to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/1600/james023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/320/james023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/1600/1039444916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/320/1039444916.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        On a side-note .I thought the 70's thrash metal hair was really sweet..James Hetfield..*woot*...hell Metallica were rad and i thought if i was gonna grow hair for once in my life i'd go for something extreme..yeah i know what your thinkin..i see those indonasian guys in Petaling Street..but hell..it was the holidays and i was having a major paradigm shift on social hair acknowledgement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then probably maintain it before it grew into....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/1600/cher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/320/cher.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              On another side note..Yess!!!..that is a woman..her name is Cher..don't know if you know her..but she's scary...if i had hair like that...id shear it off and make a sweater...and do everyone else a favour.....id post other pics of her but their all 70% nude..so i'l spare you the horror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the sad bit.....*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;After i had 'the' haircut....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I refer to the incident as 'the haircut' and not 'a haircut' because of the significant trauma i went through in the whole trying episode..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm now stuck with this hair cut...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/1600/jameshetfield_133x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/320/jameshetfield_133x150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                    JAMES HETFIELD IN HIS FORTIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh well..James Hetfield all the same..i made it halfway to my goal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its been a vary trying time these past few days as i weep and carress the locks of hair that had to depart from my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:ur support to Jeremy in these trying times are greatly appreciated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do hope in the future that i will be able to repeat and finish this process....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To other beter hairy days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Mate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DISCLAIMER : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JEREMY BEARS NO RESEMBLANCE TO THE PERSONS SHOWN                                                 ABOVE.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                        ESPECIALLY CHER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-114824016068381331?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/114824016068381331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=114824016068381331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114824016068381331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114824016068381331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2006/05/evolutionof-hairmy-hair.html' title='The Evolutionof hair...(My hair)'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-114812899078483505</id><published>2006-05-20T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T02:59:02.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A HAIRCUT!!!!</title><content type='html'>Dammit just got a haircut!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Damn the thing bout it is that after my exams i wanted the total freedom of not having to cut my hair.So i planned to let it grow long and inculcate the James Hetfield of the seventies kinda look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know....the thrash/hair metal craze when Metallica was in its hey-day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But there goes that deal.And to think of all the patient comments i had to stifle.Cause DAMN MY FRIENDS ARE CRUEL.These few months my hair evolved into a james blunt hair piece.Cuz i hav semi straight??/curly?? hair that i never comb??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But its all gone.Geez i look like a different person altogether!!Sigh...I'm goin to miss all the times wen i could head-bang to metallica in my room and actually hav long hair to swoosh around!!As cheah will testify no one can listen to  'PEOPLE=SHIT by Slipknot' without head-banging!Curse you Cheah for teachin me the arts of waving my head around to the rhythm of crazy drum solos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well,i'll be off for matriculation next month.Lets hope i wont have to cut it then...*fingers crossed*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO JEREMY'S LOST JAMES HETFIELD HAIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;welcome back james hetfield in his 40's....sigh......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-114812899078483505?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/114812899078483505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=114812899078483505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114812899078483505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114812899078483505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2006/05/haircut.html' title='A HAIRCUT!!!!'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-114761662399345572</id><published>2006-05-14T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T01:04:54.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Postin once again</title><content type='html'>Yes i finally updated my profile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this thing for customizing stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a reformat addict i swear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep reformatin my com so i can start fresh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently theres a thrill to theme up ur com that i didnt know of??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-114761662399345572?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/114761662399345572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=114761662399345572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114761662399345572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114761662399345572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2006/05/postin-once-again.html' title='Postin once again'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-114563168471710967</id><published>2006-04-21T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:01:24.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dota....</title><content type='html'>Yes...i admit i am a big Dota fan...i'm a so called 'noob' but hell...&lt;br /&gt;I love this game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thrill of mercillessly slaughterin ur buddies for glory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns people on?&lt;br /&gt;what have we become??....sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dota players who happen to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viper seems a hell of a lot better in d new map...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n for the rest of you ppl who think im a big fat nerd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes..yes i am...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-114563168471710967?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/114563168471710967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=114563168471710967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114563168471710967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114563168471710967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2006/04/dota.html' title='Dota....'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-114555262077160665</id><published>2006-04-21T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T01:20:30.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Irritation...</title><content type='html'>Startin a new column called....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5453/2785/320/images.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHY STUPID                 PEOPLE DO                  THINGS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will occasionally post stupidly annoyin or hilarious things i tend to see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start things off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the deal with people who paste HTML clocks on their Friendster or Myspace profiles??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could divert the readers attention to the extreme bottom right of your screen you will see a FULLY FUNCTIONAL clock on your taskbar provided by the nice people in Windows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda defeats the purpose of those flashy HTML ones huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy signing out for IRRITATON DAILY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-114555262077160665?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/114555262077160665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=114555262077160665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114555262077160665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114555262077160665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2006/04/daily-irritation.html' title='Daily Irritation...'/><author><name>Jeremy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03845538971415894282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kVpTIaGbsCo/SVkc5Tf3hLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/h07eTcg1Qtg/S220/DSC00889-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26597173.post-114554893790339595</id><published>2006-04-20T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T00:03:45.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidity is a disease no man can run from...</title><content type='html'>Just great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By some freak accident some large chunk of my memory has suddenly disappeared...&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not....I FORGOT MY PASSWORD FOR MY OLD BLOG ACCOUNT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...It happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is my new one..joy..lets hope this time i don't forget so easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez scatter brain that i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it gets to the best of us....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26597173-114554893790339595?l=derestriction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/feeds/114554893790339595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26597173&amp;postID=114554893790339595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114554893790339595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26597173/posts/default/114554893790339595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://derestriction.blogspot.com/2006/04/stupidity-is-disease-no-man-can-run.html' title='Stupidity is a disease no man can run 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