<?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-3104655664093263485</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:06:04.716+10:00</updated><category term='karaoke'/><category term='..'/><title type='text'>ham and man make a blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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href="http://www.asciiasskey.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.asciiasskey.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;man&lt;/strong&gt; is @ &lt;a href="http://luuwhat.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://luuwhat.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1066874207105348772?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1066874207105348772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodnight-sweet-prince-2009-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1066874207105348772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1066874207105348772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/goodnight-sweet-prince-2009-2009.html' title='Goodnight, Sweet Prince (2009-2009)'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7773171396237582392</id><published>2009-09-12T12:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:56:58.838+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A certain someone said I stopped blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's proof that I'm still blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Proof-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7773171396237582392?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7773171396237582392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/certain-someone-said-i-stopped-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7773171396237582392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375606062412873986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Spn9O4qOQQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/kd6BDKSnXck/s320/Pic-0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoever invented social networking should either burn in hell or become an indian prodigy. though i think i'm recovering from my addiction. i can live without msn. i've been absent from it for the past week. but facebook is still a time waster once i get on it. and i love twitter. though i never know what i want to say. or maybe i have too many things to say and i don't know what to choose. if only i could turn twitter on private, then i would spam my page every five seconds with thoughts. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've come to realise i think too many steps ahead. which leads to atleast 5 minutes of panicking everyday. a serious waste of my time, and i could probabl stop it by getting organised but doesn't that just lead to more thinking? anyway, i'm lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375606571342763186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Spn9sgkkFLI/AAAAAAAAAlY/LgkhdDpQprg/s320/Pic-0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel somewhat stressed right now. probably because i've realised i have alot of uni work that i had no idea about and that it'll all be due very soon. luckily i'm home alone, cause i really can't be fucked to pretend to be all nice and sweet today. sorry in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just re-read what i wrote. it has no flow. ah well, too bad. i haven't posted about my feelings in a while. i'm rusty and my thoughts aren't really collected either. the random images make me laugh. the last one is so ugly i had to censor it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375607035117886418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Spn-HgRK29I/AAAAAAAAAlg/PtPve7-k6Lc/s320/Photo-0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my short hair. even if it is being ugly and unsuitable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3373952752293247798?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3373952752293247798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/criminal-in-me-is-no-one-new.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3373952752293247798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3373952752293247798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/criminal-in-me-is-no-one-new.html' title='the criminal in me is no one new'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Spn9O4qOQQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/kd6BDKSnXck/s72-c/Pic-0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-4360637685707907037</id><published>2009-08-27T17:12:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:23:13.964+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I see them machineries.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpYzmB7M8kI/AAAAAAAAAS0/oWJQPGp-TY8/s1600-h/BRAINDAWGS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpYzmB7M8kI/AAAAAAAAAS0/oWJQPGp-TY8/s320/BRAINDAWGS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374539933758059074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;I GOT DEM BRAIN DAWGS..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I GOT DEM BRAIN 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-4360637685707907037?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4360637685707907037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-see-them-machineries.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4360637685707907037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4360637685707907037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-see-them-machineries.html' title='I see them machineries.'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpYzmB7M8kI/AAAAAAAAAS0/oWJQPGp-TY8/s72-c/BRAINDAWGS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7691097600537096307</id><published>2009-08-27T14:34:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:26:24.239+10:00</updated><title type='text'>where i'll follow, you go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp0oypAv4C1qa0y5io1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1251434069&amp;amp;Signature=uTFlOdEAkugr%2B%2FD902OBmFXFtWs%3D"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 512px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp0oypAv4C1qa0y5io1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1251434069&amp;amp;Signature=uTFlOdEAkugr%2B%2FD902OBmFXFtWs%3D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;UWS aint so bad .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have three weeks of illustration to catch up on. and i'm still sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i think the antibiotics have made me healthier. it's a theory. but i've been taking them for around three days and i haven't eaten junk food for three days. i think about it, but i have no appetite for it. heck, i don't have much of an appetite at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also constantly tired and sleepy, so when i actually get in to bed, i really do sleep within the first ten minutes or so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;probably the biggest change of all is that i haven't been online these past few days too. no msn, no facebook, no twitter. well, till today that is. and i'm only online because i need to do work. (this always leads to some sn actvity as a i need to procrastinate a little xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but aren't antibiotics meant to be really bad for you ? something about killing everything in your system or something. either way, it seems to be okay for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it tastes like raspberry/apple custard (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7691097600537096307?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7691097600537096307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-ill-follow-you-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7691097600537096307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7691097600537096307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-ill-follow-you-go.html' title='where i&apos;ll follow, you go'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-680564894838849312</id><published>2009-08-25T13:58:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:12:15.188+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I pity the fool..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpNjqCioxiI/AAAAAAAAASk/WvpmVUwyBrk/s1600-h/aion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpNjqCioxiI/AAAAAAAAASk/WvpmVUwyBrk/s320/aion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373748354270938658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you go fans of heavy grinding korean mmorpgs. I laugh at you. Now go have a cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpNkBbUFXFI/AAAAAAAAASs/RgNw7-DGZRc/s1600-h/c0c4b9df5e9d3107495403cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpNkBbUFXFI/AAAAAAAAASs/RgNw7-DGZRc/s320/c0c4b9df5e9d3107495403cb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373748756057775186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WUWUWUWUWUWUUWUWUWUWUWUWUW :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-680564894838849312?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/680564894838849312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-pity-fool_25.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/680564894838849312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/680564894838849312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-pity-fool_25.html' title='I pity the fool..'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpNjqCioxiI/AAAAAAAAASk/WvpmVUwyBrk/s72-c/aion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3831748293349988825</id><published>2009-08-23T12:15:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:22:16.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Over 9000</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpCnaP69B-I/AAAAAAAAASc/45-cRJR91ek/s1600-h/1249994069583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpCnaP69B-I/AAAAAAAAASc/45-cRJR91ek/s320/1249994069583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372978424845240290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! 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It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Chrysler, It's as big as a whale! It's about to set sail!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3831748293349988825?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3831748293349988825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/over-9000.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3831748293349988825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3831748293349988825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/over-9000.html' title='Over 9000'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SpCnaP69B-I/AAAAAAAAASc/45-cRJR91ek/s72-c/1249994069583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1962593603770502356</id><published>2009-08-05T23:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:06:01.253+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky.</title><content type='html'>soklee has always called me 'lucky'. because whatever the situation, i always say i'm lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has got to be the most hectic morning ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up at 7, five hours sleep. fuckk. stayed up till 2 last night to finish off illustration. got it done and printed so yeah ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i got to parra and realised i left it at home. genius x) ! and i also walked around parra like a chicken with it's head chopped off looking for a st george atm. after withdrawing money i was gonna catch the bus back home. LUCKY, talked to lanky for a bit and he gave me the idea of printing at uni. and LUCKILY, i had everything saved on usb. phew ! thanks lanky x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got on the train and met with von and lanks. thanks for waiting for me guys T_T ! but i made us all late .. rahh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;printed my work and went to the tute half an hour late. not only did i not need to hand in the stuff i printed. my tutor is a BART POR. she told us off for being late. so scary. i hate those type of teachers. rahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after that everything was good again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice happy ending x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- manda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. thanks for calling me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1962593603770502356?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1962593603770502356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1962593603770502356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1962593603770502356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/lucky.html' title='lucky.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2867737417915635673</id><published>2009-08-02T20:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:46:16.528+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The results are in..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SnVuUP29A6I/AAAAAAAAASU/97NQgyWWtF8/s1600-h/yuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SnVuUP29A6I/AAAAAAAAASU/97NQgyWWtF8/s320/yuck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365315825215275938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAM: 30 love&lt;br /&gt;GIANT ALIEN VAGINA: nil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2867737417915635673?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2867737417915635673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/results-are-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2867737417915635673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2867737417915635673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/results-are-in.html' title='The results are in..'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SnVuUP29A6I/AAAAAAAAASU/97NQgyWWtF8/s72-c/yuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8754842930818727944</id><published>2009-08-02T18:21:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T18:28:21.908+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror's Edge 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;During an interview with EA Europe Patrick Soderlund at Videogamer, he confirmed that a sequel to Mirror's Edge is in production.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Makes perfect sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8754842930818727944?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8754842930818727944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/mirrors-edge-2_02.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8754842930818727944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8754842930818727944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/mirrors-edge-2_02.html' title='Mirror&apos;s Edge 2'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-131822492600186653</id><published>2009-08-01T23:45:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:56:51.005+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up.</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been playing many games.. It's pretty easy to balance study + gaming now seeing as I've almost completed this trimester. Hmm.. Maybe I should be going out instead? Nah.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geek Life&lt;/span&gt; is brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;Well let's see.. I've been playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Space, Mirror's Edge, Call of Juarez, COD5:WW, StreetFighter 4 and The Witcher&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh god.. What's happening to me?! D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fixed the elevator glitch in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirror's Edge&lt;/span&gt; (w00t~)&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty fun game. You play as the female protagonist &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt; who's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Runner"&lt;/span&gt;, a person who personally delivers intel via running as opposed to email since the internet can't be trusted in a police state.. Unsafe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SnRI4Q-uvpI/AAAAAAAAASE/yBOGCmSn_Ps/s1600-h/mirrors-edge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SnRI4Q-uvpI/AAAAAAAAASE/yBOGCmSn_Ps/s320/mirrors-edge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364993187573055122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The architectural style + the colors in the game are so beautiful .__. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up to chapter 6 of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Space&lt;/span&gt; (N-I-C-O-L-E ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SnRI4kCvFQI/AAAAAAAAASM/mbqwvQAUyEk/s1600-h/Scary+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SnRI4kCvFQI/AAAAAAAAASM/mbqwvQAUyEk/s320/Scary+woman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364993192690128130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda fun watching how the 'crazies' (survivors aboard the Ishimura) act in the game.. Fun and scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might play a bit more of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Space&lt;/span&gt; tonight =D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. WTF BLIZZARD IS CUTTING OFF LAN SUPPORT IN STARCRAFT 2 D:&lt;br /&gt;DIU!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-131822492600186653?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/131822492600186653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/131822492600186653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/131822492600186653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching up.'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SnRI4Q-uvpI/AAAAAAAAASE/yBOGCmSn_Ps/s72-c/mirrors-edge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2495227073519746118</id><published>2009-07-29T16:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:24:50.846+10:00</updated><title type='text'>That's right..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sm_rEu4SYzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RsVH_VOwaU4/s1600-h/SF2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sm_rEu4SYzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RsVH_VOwaU4/s320/SF2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363764147757671218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I have Streetfighter 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2495227073519746118?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2495227073519746118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2495227073519746118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2495227073519746118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-right.html' title='That&apos;s right..'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sm_rEu4SYzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/RsVH_VOwaU4/s72-c/SF2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2440735032549466194</id><published>2009-07-29T00:49:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:55:02.711+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Owatta</title><content type='html'>Low Poly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingram&lt;/span&gt; Mecha rendered with Mental Ray, High Quality.&lt;br /&gt;Light source is Point Light&lt;br /&gt;Body is Lambert and the visor thing is Blinn.&lt;br /&gt;Raytraced shadows.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't bothered with textures D: ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below: Interactive Photorealistic Rendering + Realtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sm8RKGqwimI/AAAAAAAAARs/pJnBannPJ1w/s1600-h/Poop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sm8RKGqwimI/AAAAAAAAARs/pJnBannPJ1w/s320/Poop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363524546507868770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sm8RKY64Z6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/_xnnjWoZsEk/s1600-h/Shit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SmsNdW4ROcI/AAAAAAAAAlI/9SHcv4MUgsc/s320/IMGP8102+(Large).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;SFC&lt;/strong&gt;'s birthday dinner! happy birthday to &lt;strong&gt;grommit &amp;amp; lanky&lt;/strong&gt; ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got up at 9.30 to get to &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt;s so we could start our top secret plans hahaha. as i got out of the house i changed twice. THATS FOR YOU &lt;strong&gt;GROMMIT.&lt;/strong&gt; but yeah. i wore black ripped jeans and heels and as i walked out i was like, wtf. but yeah, too late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;got to parra at around 11. i bumped in to &lt;strong&gt;goofy and his friend&lt;/strong&gt; whose name i have forgotten ! blah. sorry ! they were on the way to the ID + viscom outing but yeah, i wasn't going. sorry guys !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;got off at central said good bye to &lt;strong&gt;goofy and friend&lt;/strong&gt; then changed trains for riverwood ! all up it was an hour and a half trip i think. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;got off at riverwood and met with vonnie. then we went shopping @ coles/woollies for stuff. this was so fail LOL. we could never get in to the right aisle for the stuff we wanted hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;afterwards&lt;strong&gt; vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; explained that on the way back to her house there were alot of hills and things. so i was like, fuck, lets take the trolley with us. so yeah .. we stole the trolley and went to KFC for lunch down the road hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;should've seen the girl at the register when we walked in with the trolley. LOL !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. on the way back to &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt;s we pushed the trolley and all you could hear was, "fuck are we there yet ? argh, fuck ! so far ! fuck ! argh ! are we close ? fuck ! thats a blob in the distance ! fuck ! argh !" HHAHAHAHAA. yes. what intellectual conversation we were having.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;finally got back to &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt;s and we dumped the trolley at the corner store. &lt;strong&gt;hubert&lt;/strong&gt; came out to help us carry some stuff back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VONNIE&lt;/strong&gt;S HOUSE IS SO PRO. it looks like a holiday house at the beach or something hahaha. and i finally got to meet &lt;strong&gt;fifi &lt;/strong&gt;:D ! anyway. got in and got straight to the mixing and baking stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a while &lt;strong&gt;steve&lt;/strong&gt; shows up and we just talk and bake. we were meant to get the stuff in to the oven by 3/3.30 but omg, totally did not end up that way. fucking &lt;strong&gt;steve &lt;/strong&gt;distracted us too much. AND&lt;strong&gt; FIFI&lt;/strong&gt; TRIED TO PEE ON ME ! ): but yeah eventually got the cookies in. OMG heart cutter is gay. waste so much time gettin it in to shapes LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eventually we have cookies and the cakes in the oven. ICING PART WAS FUN (: ! writing stuff on the cookies. &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; is full pro at this LOL. we both wrote "&lt;strong&gt;kelly&lt;/strong&gt;" and "&lt;strong&gt;jono&lt;/strong&gt;" on cookies and mine look all mongulated and uneven. it was even worse when i tried to write "&lt;strong&gt;grommit&lt;/strong&gt;" totally wouldn't fit. gay ! luckily i was more successful in writing "&lt;strong&gt;lanky&lt;/strong&gt;". vonnie also made one that said "&lt;strong&gt;lover&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after most of the stuff was done, i got to help &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; choose what to wear :D ! then she showered and me and &lt;strong&gt;steve&lt;/strong&gt; did some more icing stuffs. &lt;strong&gt;vonnies mum&lt;/strong&gt; comes home haha. AWKWARD. it's like .. hi aunty .. he he he .. LOL. &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; comes back and yeah it gets better hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by this time my hair was not curly anymore so &lt;strong&gt;vonnie &lt;/strong&gt;helped me recurl it. thank you vonnieeeee (: ! then me and &lt;strong&gt;steve&lt;/strong&gt; tagged all over her mirror as she did her make up etc. &lt;strong&gt;steve&lt;/strong&gt; re-tied his tie like 5 times. what a perfectionist -_- ! you look shit anyway. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we get the cakes in to the boxes. OMG THE SUGAR WAS DOING SOMETHING HOMO ! AND LIKE IT WAS DISAPPEARING ! so gay D: ! but we didn't have time so we had to just leave it and go !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get in the car and &lt;strong&gt;steve &lt;/strong&gt;drove us to the city. we were lateeee ): ! AND HE MISSED AN EXIT ! blah, i hate being late hahahaha. eventually we get to the city and parking was smooth. get out of the car and walk to world square. &lt;strong&gt;vonnie &lt;/strong&gt;walks so slow with her super tall heels hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we get to the restaurant at 6.30 ! thats like an hour late ??? omg ! &gt;&lt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;either way, hugged &lt;strong&gt;lanky and grommit&lt;/strong&gt; happy bday and we sat down. they had seating arrangements with like little cards, so cute. mine says "&lt;em&gt;LANKY COOKIE / thanks for the sex and the lankyness&lt;/em&gt;". hahahhaa (L).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get to sit next to &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; and accross from&lt;strong&gt; vonnie&lt;/strong&gt;. so yeah, i liked the seating arrangement haha. ooh, TY &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; for the you-know-what. (L) ! HAHAHA, THAT SOUNDS SO SUSS. fly ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our table goessssss ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vonnie / steve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me / garmon /ibnu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumi is on my other side which made me fully happy :D ! haven't seen &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;in the longest time. esp since she didn't make it to&lt;strong&gt; jimmys&lt;/strong&gt; 19th. so yeahh, i had been missing her hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of talking and eating in between. i have already forgotten most of what we did @@; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just remember saying good bye and&lt;strong&gt; grommit&lt;/strong&gt; being able to fit under my chin. hahahah ! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after we said bye to &lt;strong&gt;lanky and grommit&lt;/strong&gt;. we [our table] headed off to home. met up with &lt;strong&gt;hubert&lt;/strong&gt; and his friend jason at townhall. then after checking our times we head to woollies to get chocolate milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honestly, it was the best chocolate milk i've had in a long time. rawr ! cause it was very chocolate-y ? hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afterwards we were standing around and i saw this girl buying a ticket. she looked at me and i recognised her. &lt;strong&gt;shenea&lt;/strong&gt; ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time for our train, so &lt;strong&gt;ibnu &lt;/strong&gt;takes one train, &lt;strong&gt;vonnie, hubert, jason&lt;/strong&gt; another andddd&lt;strong&gt; garmon, me and shenea and her friend&lt;/strong&gt; take the a different one. so we all part ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yes. when i got back to parra i expected my &lt;strong&gt;mum &lt;/strong&gt;to be pissed. but instead she sort of dismissed me and told me to drive home. IT WAS RIDICULOUSLY HARDER TO DRIVE IN HEELS. like .. the heel part touches the floor and i cant press down as easily ? either way it was full homo D: !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yes. other than that. hectic awesome day yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once again. HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;strong&gt;SFC&lt;/strong&gt; ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- manders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-5328999454239747827?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5328999454239747827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-sfc.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5328999454239747827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5328999454239747827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-sfc.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SFC !'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SmsNdW4ROcI/AAAAAAAAAlI/9SHcv4MUgsc/s72-c/IMGP8102+(Large).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8882610153864109561</id><published>2009-07-21T18:59:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:01:45.095+10:00</updated><title type='text'>RARGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SmWD61Zm4WI/AAAAAAAAARk/wJAFYwxjAUw/s1600-h/1236346738335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SmWD61Zm4WI/AAAAAAAAARk/wJAFYwxjAUw/s320/1236346738335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360835978244579682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE WITCHER REFUSES TO INSTALL ITSELF UPON MY MACHINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8882610153864109561?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8882610153864109561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/rargh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8882610153864109561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8882610153864109561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/rargh.html' title='RARGH'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SmWD61Zm4WI/AAAAAAAAARk/wJAFYwxjAUw/s72-c/1236346738335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-6813509475397734609</id><published>2009-07-20T15:23:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:44:17.658+10:00</updated><title type='text'>朱 古 力.</title><content type='html'>I HAVE COMPLETELY RECOVEREDDDDDD ... kind of. cough count is 3 so far today. which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the &lt;em&gt;aroma festival&lt;/em&gt; yesterday with &lt;strong&gt;ham, vonnie, garmon and leith&lt;/strong&gt; ! :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up at 10.30 and since i dawdled i didn't leave theh house till 11.40. but lucky my &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; was home so he drove me to the station :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got on the train. OMG THERE WAS THIS KID ON THE TRAIN. she was like drinking coke and going, mummmyyy, i need to peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. but she was still drinking coke. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah this other kid got on the train, so coke girl moved over and patted the seat next to her to try and get the other kid to sit down. but she wouldn't. gooood. stranger danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed trains at central and got to circular quay around 1.30. LOL NO ONE ELSE WAS THERE. WHAT HAPPENED TO MEETING AT 1 ?! D: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt;. she told me to call&lt;strong&gt; ham&lt;/strong&gt;. called &lt;strong&gt;ham&lt;/strong&gt;. he was on the train. called &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt;. and she didn't pick uppppp D: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did the sensible and logical thing. go to the nearest maccas and stand in line. I STOOD IN LINE FOR AGESSS ! BUT BUT THEN &lt;strong&gt;VONNIE AND HAM&lt;/strong&gt; CAME AND PULLED ME OUT OF THE LINE ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't get to eat my cheeseburger. instead we walked over to the festival and met &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt;'s mum, and her two cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called &lt;strong&gt;leithhhhhh&lt;/strong&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;gintoki&lt;/strong&gt; told me to. and he was on the bus .. so we arranged to meet at the MCA. but yeah .. we walked past it .. so he called again and we met in front of the police station. VERY CONFUSING. but eventually he showed up and we walked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; bought biscotti :D ! OMG. IT'S SO GOOD. except the ginger and lemon stuff. yuckkkkk ! WHAT WAS THAT ?! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;strong&gt;jen&lt;/strong&gt; ! she was walking around by herself so she joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked up the street and we saw this gyspy street selling gypsy clothes. so we did a detour to the other side. bought marshmallow and strawberries covered in chocolate. the marshmallow was nice. the strawberry was really sour and yucky D: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost&lt;strong&gt; jen&lt;/strong&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;strong&gt;gintoki&lt;/strong&gt; calls and we meet up in front of guylian cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we go to buy hot dogs :D KRANKSY ONES. this is where i realised .. my mouth is not as big as i thought it was .. so when what takes&lt;strong&gt; leith and ham&lt;/strong&gt; one bite takes me two to three ! WTF. i have decided to open my mouth like a goldfish more each day .. to stretch it bigger so i can eat more and faster ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hot dogs were in gypsy alley. WE SAW REAL GYPSYS THAT WERE IN DISGUISE AS RATS. they walk funny .. oh and they look funny too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this mona lisa coffee cup thing. and you have to walk up up up UP stairs .. i am not scared of heights really. just when i'm in high places my tummy feels weird and my legs get kinda shakey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up to the top walk around a bit. then &lt;strong&gt;vonnie &lt;/strong&gt;was like, mandaaa do you want me to carry you ? i'll carry you ? OMG, AGAINNNN ?! LOL. so she carried me, cause she's tank. and i showed the word my baby bump. but apparently i have no belly button. which means i must be a clone. i hope my clone is still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am fuzzy on what happens next. but &lt;strong&gt;vonnie &lt;/strong&gt;leaves at around 4.30 so &lt;strong&gt;me, ham, garmon and &lt;/strong&gt;leith walk to lindt cafe. more chocolateeeeeee. omg chocolate sundae was so nice :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired ! walking from martin pl to central @_@ ..... we stopped at some thai place to look at stuff. thank you &lt;strong&gt;ham&lt;/strong&gt; for the water !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got to central .. where &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; bought a cup of the worlds ugliest oiliest chicken. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said our good byes andddd got on the train with &lt;strong&gt;gintoki&lt;/strong&gt; home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly it was a really tiring day and i don't remember alot of the details. i also didn't eat as much chocolate as i thought i would .. and i really want hot chocolate right now .. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni starts in a week. i feel like i should panic or do something since its the last week. instead i just keep sleeping in. man the holidays have passed alot faster than i thought. and yes, i have done nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-6813509475397734609?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6813509475397734609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/6813509475397734609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/6813509475397734609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='朱 古 力.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7296754668494486229</id><published>2009-07-16T15:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:41:49.793+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Shit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sl69YyCdF7I/AAAAAAAAARc/hGRHpvLsq-w/s1600-h/ANT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sl69YyCdF7I/AAAAAAAAARc/hGRHpvLsq-w/s320/ANT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358928840064047026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy SHIT guys! My lecturer and tutor worked on BIOSHOCK!!!!!!! OMFG QANTM IS AWESOME FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7296754668494486229?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7296754668494486229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/holy-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7296754668494486229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7296754668494486229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/holy-shit.html' title='Holy Shit!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sl69YyCdF7I/AAAAAAAAARc/hGRHpvLsq-w/s72-c/ANT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2560644310274306535</id><published>2009-07-15T16:15:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:26:51.462+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A glimpse into HAM'S life.</title><content type='html'>If I have earphones in my ears, people won't talk to me. Even if there was no music playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid eye-contact with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone calls out my name, look left, look right, I'll pretend I did not see them and keep walking. Alternatively, I'll hold a mobile phone up against my ear and pretend I'm talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every month I might buy a new Optus sim card and change numbers. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt; remember my own number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When attending parties, I'll introduce myself with another name. Most of the time it's '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sl12AwmfCbI/AAAAAAAAARU/EJ0yDmogWl0/s1600-h/c0c4b9df5e9d3107495403cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sl12AwmfCbI/AAAAAAAAARU/EJ0yDmogWl0/s320/c0c4b9df5e9d3107495403cb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358568887059155378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time readers! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2560644310274306535?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2560644310274306535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/glimpse-into-hams-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2560644310274306535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2560644310274306535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/glimpse-into-hams-life.html' title='A glimpse into HAM&apos;S life.'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sl12AwmfCbI/AAAAAAAAARU/EJ0yDmogWl0/s72-c/c0c4b9df5e9d3107495403cb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7438397089466563678</id><published>2009-07-07T18:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:00:45.972+10:00</updated><title type='text'>First D of the trimester &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SlMOYq0k3GI/AAAAAAAAARM/voz1nJ5KSNs/s1600-h/D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SlMOYq0k3GI/AAAAAAAAARM/voz1nJ5KSNs/s320/D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355640198848109666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf there's no constructive criticism D: !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7438397089466563678?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7438397089466563678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-d-of-trimester-3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7438397089466563678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7438397089466563678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-d-of-trimester-3.html' title='First D of the trimester &lt;3'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SlMOYq0k3GI/AAAAAAAAARM/voz1nJ5KSNs/s72-c/D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2420378475768873278</id><published>2009-07-06T18:42:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:16:21.541+10:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Down</title><content type='html'>So I've just completed all four assessments to start off the second trimester. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prototype&lt;/span&gt; on my laptop for the past few days.. It's a pretty good game.. Sorta like Spiderman meets Pyramid Head. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SlG54KNgcII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gGl30gnqFfg/s1600-h/prototype.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SlG54KNgcII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gGl30gnqFfg/s320/prototype.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355265806385049730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QANTM's computer labs have somewhat become a LAN house. We've been playing COD4, Warcraft III, Starcraft: Brood War and Halo together for a few weeks now. It's pretty fun. I heard that QANTM used to do legit fragging last year but this year.. Not sure.. Maybe they're too lazy to organize the events. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;(r)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ags&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, HOORAY! No more essays.. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Though I still have a lot of theory assessments left.. I might complete them all within my small break period so I can model a Mobile Suit for my MED103: Game Asset Assessment~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what has happened in the past..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've finished modelling my Jeep.. It's not very efficient at all (I tried deleting the extra edges but I somehow deleted the chairs and was too lazy to go back and make it so I just submitted my crappy unefficient one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SlG9_548u8I/AAAAAAAAARE/w-2f921BVdo/s1600-h/Jeep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SlG9_548u8I/AAAAAAAAARE/w-2f921BVdo/s320/Jeep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355270337489320898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The damn Poly Count nearly reaches 3000 FUUUUU--)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else..? Oh yeah Yesterday I went to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eve's&lt;/span&gt; 21st Birthday Party which was also a Farewell Party D: ..&lt;br /&gt;It was at an all-you-can-eat Mexican BBQ and it was AWESOME! There was so much BL though D: ..That was.. disturbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I also went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manda's&lt;/span&gt; 18th.. She's so old now ;D Food was good. Ate lots of Jelly! Also saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elva&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janet &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Garmon&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummm.. I think that's about it for now =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might play a bit of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prototype&lt;/span&gt; actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight friends~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2420378475768873278?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2420378475768873278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2420378475768873278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2420378475768873278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-down.html' title='4 Down'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SlG54KNgcII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gGl30gnqFfg/s72-c/prototype.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-9002906937454654839</id><published>2009-07-01T20:50:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:02:16.408+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to grow up.</title><content type='html'>sooooooooooooo ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brothers sleeping with me tonight and i only just found out an hour ago. why ? well apparently i was given notice weeks ago but i was "going out too much to remember/care/notice". do they even know i am the world's most boxed up kid ? i'm home so much my bed has formed a mould of my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the camera/salt/memory card etc goes missing and it's my fault. the freaking boiler is unplugged and it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;useless&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HATE HATE BEING CALLED USELESS. but it's all i ever am to them. it's the label i grew up with and no matter how old i get, i'll always only be a useless piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or their so called daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-9002906937454654839?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/9002906937454654839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-grow-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/9002906937454654839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/9002906937454654839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-grow-up.html' title='i need to grow up.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-5223964869542818316</id><published>2009-06-30T00:02:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:15:57.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'>this was my birthday.</title><content type='html'>i think last night was one of the happiest nights of my life. mainly because i got to see all my bestest friends in one night. it's like a dream come true - LOL ! HAHAHAHAHAA. what a creepy way to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way. totally grateful to everyone who showed up last night. and much thanks to &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; who talked enough that it didn't get awkward. you guys made it work ! (L)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in detail in case i forget ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up yesterday and i "cleaned" my room. translation: i took everything off the floor and stacked it on my chair. then shoved the chair under the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;elva&lt;/strong&gt; called and told me the parra line had track work and how she was screwed for getting there. for a sec i thought she was gonna cancel on me and i was about to say it outloud when she said, "don't worry. me and &lt;strong&gt;debbie&lt;/strong&gt; will be there no matter what. if&lt;strong&gt; debbie&lt;/strong&gt; doesn't go i'll go to her house and drag her there!" fuck, i love her. LOL. then yeah she started talking about clothes and i didn't love her so much anymore ... jokes LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, txting &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; in between about random shit. something about clothes ! ... OH YEAH, ULCERS. LOL ! HAHAHHAHA (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 3 my mum drove me to pick up &lt;strong&gt;janet&lt;/strong&gt;. she got a bit lost to where we were meant to meet up. dopey (: ! either way got home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked about some random stuff like skate boarding and yeah ... i needed to shower cause it was like 4 already. fuck, time goes fast LOL. got all the stuff off the chair and on to the bed so &lt;strong&gt;janet&lt;/strong&gt; could sit and play on the laptop. showered. got dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back out and she was on msn chatting to &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt;. THIS IS WHERE I FULLY GOT DISRACTED LOL. so yeah, i kept wanting to talk on msn instead of getting ready. the make up monster screwed up D: ! but after &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; logged off i was able to concentrate better on other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally could leave the house. called &lt;strong&gt;peewee&lt;/strong&gt; and told her we'd be picking her up. she was already ready. so yeah drove over and we took her brother with us cause he couldn't stay home alone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; tells me he's there already ! SO QUICK.&lt;br /&gt;then i get a call from &lt;strong&gt;ham &lt;/strong&gt;and he's like .. i'm lost. LOL. so yeah told him to call &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amy&lt;/strong&gt; also calls and tells me she's nearly there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this time it's already 5.30 btw so i'm like shit. fucking msn screwed me over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;debbie&lt;/strong&gt; also calls and says she's there with &lt;strong&gt;elva&lt;/strong&gt; and she's hungry. WHEN ARE YOU NOT HUNGRY ?? so i told her to go in first. she calls shortly after and is like "AMANDA ! THERES ONLY TWO OF US SITTING AT 3 TABLES ! HURRY UP !" LOLLLLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i actually do get there. &lt;strong&gt;garmon, vonnie, amy &amp;amp; ham&lt;/strong&gt; were at the front. which made me feel bad since i was late D: ! my mum told me to be there early ... but yeah. late as usual. i have poor time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW &lt;strong&gt;GARMON &amp;amp; HAM&lt;/strong&gt;'S HAIR WAS SO COOL. love !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL was introducing &lt;strong&gt;peewee'&lt;/strong&gt;s brother to everyone and i almost called him &lt;strong&gt;gay boy&lt;/strong&gt; ... so i sorta pretended i had forgotten his name. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went inside and saw &lt;strong&gt;elva &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;debbie&lt;/strong&gt; instantly. its not hard to miss two sluts in a family buffet. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seating went like this ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gayboy  sally  prisca  elva  debbie  me  garmon  ham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        amy  vonnie  janet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right. the 15 people seating was sat on by 11 people LOL. but i think i'm half glad it turned out that way.. i think i miscounted at first on the people i invited. because4 dropped out. so i DID invite 15 people ... all this time i thought i invited 12 ! WTF ! LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. conversation in between was interesting with the you know .. hair extensions and eyebrow dyes .. *yawn* .. fucking &lt;strong&gt;elva&lt;/strong&gt;. poor &lt;strong&gt;vonnie &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;amy&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. na jokes. felt like old times. man &lt;strong&gt;debbie&lt;/strong&gt; is a good story teller. she has remembered every single stupid thing i've done in high school LOL. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ham&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; make a funny couple. you guys suit each other, goku and super saiyan. OMG THAT MAKES SUPER SAIYAN GOKU. i knew it ! it was meant to be !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only people i didn't really get around to talk to were &lt;strong&gt;prisca &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;sally&lt;/strong&gt;. they sat too far from me. which is kinda sad cause they're so quiet. but then again we hang out more. so i guess it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the buffet at around 8 something. i don't own a watch. walked to easyway and &lt;strong&gt;garmon &lt;/strong&gt;got his hot chocolate. omg first time drinking easy way hot chocolate. it's so nice ! even though it wasn't mine !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... &lt;strong&gt;ANGRY LADY&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at some point &lt;strong&gt;vonnie/garmon/amy&lt;/strong&gt; had swapped jackets and like .. yeh. they really suited you &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt;. not as much as you suit the leather vest ! hahaha. sorry. bet you got cold D: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around a bit more before we finally sat down and cut the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me ham &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; went to buy serviettes at wooolies. talking about dicksy, banksy, colesy and ngor see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so pro .. didn't touch the bottom. not even once. till &lt;strong&gt;ham &lt;/strong&gt;pushed the knife down. IDIOTTTT. i think &lt;strong&gt;ham &lt;/strong&gt;should've kissed &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an interesting conversation with &lt;strong&gt;gayboy&lt;/strong&gt; that went like this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gb:&lt;/strong&gt; hi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; have you seen transformers ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gb:&lt;/strong&gt; no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; not even the first one ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gb:&lt;/strong&gt; no! i'm the only one! damn it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; man you should check it out. megan fox is so freaking hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amy:&lt;/strong&gt; MANNY !! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. me and gayboy are besties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, i notice when &lt;strong&gt;debbie&lt;/strong&gt; talks on the phone she always walks away and hides. i bet her boyfriend is a korean gangster ! that runs a korean bbq ! like that guy from the charcoal bbq ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like 9 now. &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; had to leavee ): so we said our goodbyes and parted ways ! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah not long after &lt;strong&gt;peewee, sally &amp;amp; gayboy&lt;/strong&gt; had to leave too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were kinda done so we packed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped at woolies again to buy timtams since&lt;strong&gt; janet&lt;/strong&gt; wanted a midnight snack. double choc for &lt;strong&gt;janet&lt;/strong&gt; and original for&lt;strong&gt; garmon&lt;/strong&gt; ! and then walked &lt;strong&gt;elva &lt;/strong&gt;back to RSL. watched her get back to her dad before we walked &lt;strong&gt;amy &amp;amp; ham&lt;/strong&gt; back to station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now .. we have 4 ! walked back to RSL again and mum was there to pick us up. so said goodbye to &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt;. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT HOMEEE ! &lt;strong&gt;debbie&lt;/strong&gt; telling stories of us in high school in the car. ohh goddd. LOL. i forgot about some of them so i wanna list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- one time in my art essay i wrote ... "so and so is from the generation from hippies and has a concept like i-love-trees" and the teachers feedback was "please use sophisticated terms such as environmentalist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- when the art teacher showed us a renaissance painting to analyze my reply was "his hands are placed in a feminine way... he might've been an in the closet gay !" her reply was, "interesting amanda ... but this man is a priest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i once made a list of 20 reasons why debbie kim should not get her tongue pierced. some of them involved swallowing the bar, the metal detector going off when she goes overseas and she gets mistaken for a terrorist, tonguing latino (then boy of the month) and shredding his tongue to pieces, laughing so loud the bar launches itself like a bullet and kills some one etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- going to "study" at the library and we ended up eating a mudcake in the study room by ourselves. also got caught LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- watching dramas on the school computer. i cried when the girl was gonna die. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- parent teacher interview, "amanda, you've improved so much on your essays. not only have you improved debbie has too. she has really started to pick up on her work and has started to attend more bla bla bla" causing my mum to go wtf, debbies not my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the time at maccas when debbie got hit on by a little kid. "hey, can i buy you a meal?" "WHAT A HAPPY MEAL ?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this other kid at school came up to her and said, "what's your name ?" and she replied, "debbie" and he said, "what's your number ?" WHATTA SMOOTH KID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. can't remember anymore. my memory fails me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually got back to my house. opened presents and stuff. THE HUGE BURGER IS SO COOOL ! thank you &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; ! and &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt;'s painting is hanging on my wall now ! i love you guys !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went downstairs and just chatted until the korean gangster came to pick &lt;strong&gt;debbie &lt;/strong&gt;up. MAN WE TALK LOUD. my brother couldn't sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually he came. so me and&lt;strong&gt; janet&lt;/strong&gt; went upstairs. took some luvos and then we went on msn for a bit. and eventually we ended up watching the beginning of year one till like 1 something. totally boomed out. i wasn't even paying attention and slept a little in between. but yeah she didn't notice (: ! then &lt;strong&gt;janet&lt;/strong&gt; finally stopped the movie and said, "&lt;em&gt;i'm tired&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MAGIC WORDS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we finally went to bed. so much for up all night. weak !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prisca, sally, elva, debbie, garmon, vonnie, ham, amy &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; janetttttttt.&lt;/strong&gt; I LOVE YOU GUYS ! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- manda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-5223964869542818316?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5223964869542818316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-was-my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5223964869542818316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5223964869542818316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-was-my-birthday.html' title='this was my birthday.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8741566953378890116</id><published>2009-06-28T00:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:24:12.074+10:00</updated><title type='text'>eighteen.</title><content type='html'>first few minutes of being 18. thank you to the people who've wished me a happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first word i said was ... shit.&lt;br /&gt;the first person i spoke to on msn was ... garmon&lt;br /&gt;the first person to wish me happy birthday was ... garmon&lt;br /&gt;the first text i recieved was .. amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've made a new world record. i ate wine chocolate and my face went red. fully fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;I'M 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8741566953378890116?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8741566953378890116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/eighteen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8741566953378890116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8741566953378890116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/eighteen.html' title='eighteen.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-6999177263007164138</id><published>2009-06-25T17:34:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:18:02.049+10:00</updated><title type='text'>diary product.</title><content type='html'>haven't blogged for a while.&lt;br /&gt;and this is suppose to be a post of mega randonmess. sorry &lt;strong&gt;ny&lt;/strong&gt;, i don't know how to write anything besides diary-like stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna write about stuff i've done. so i can re-read it later and remember the shit i got up to.&lt;br /&gt;but fuck, can't remember what i did last week already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the last time i blogged was last wednesday. ok, so whatever i remember ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i went to visit the high school i think. yeahhhhhhh. that's right. got up late and was around 15 minutes late, the rain was pouring like crap. met &lt;strong&gt;peewee, sally and hui&lt;/strong&gt; and yeahh like old times, we went to school. saw &lt;strong&gt;sensei&lt;/strong&gt;. had a bitch. and she's with her boyfriend again. that&lt;br /&gt;lucky bastard !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school changed heaps. new teachers. new kids. fuck ! i walk in there and no one even knows who i am. nothing looks familiar anymore. it's like i never even went to this school. guys, did we visit the right place ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way. we took the old way home. i remember on the last day of high school we parted at that corner and we talked about how the four of us may never pass this point again. funny, we parted again at that point hahaha. cept i went to &lt;strong&gt;peewee&lt;/strong&gt;'s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate so much that day. we made pizza, cookies, hot chips and had red bean ice cream and ... yeah. i couldn't move much after that. just sat around for a while then we trekked off to westfield again. bummed around till 5 and then &lt;strong&gt;peewee'&lt;/strong&gt;s dad drove me home cause it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i had a driving lesson, i'm pretty sure. then went to meet &lt;strong&gt;jimmy, ritchie, lem, lynden, winnie &amp;amp; jen&lt;/strong&gt; for lunch at parra. it was &lt;strong&gt;lynden'&lt;/strong&gt;s first day working at parra so we wanted to visit. but he gets off at 11 so i didn't get to visit anway. i was late cause of the driving but yeah. we had pho @ pho pasteur and then we went to borders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiots were trying to learn chinese whilst i read unfortunate events. (OMG, THE END D: ! i didn't get to finish it !) and &lt;strong&gt;ritchie&lt;/strong&gt; was reading a book on parenting. i suspect he's pregnant. goddamnit, &lt;strong&gt;winnie&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards we went to max brenner. OMG ! i love that place. seriouslyyyy ! &lt;strong&gt;lynden&lt;/strong&gt; asked the most random questions. "if you had conjoined twins, one girl on boy and one of them had to die in order for the other to live, who would you choose to live?" "if your mum and your husband are drowning at the same time and you can only save one who would you save?" and yeah hahaha random shit like that. got some pretty funny answers for that. but i've forgetten them all. fuck my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;can't remember. wait, i went to get new glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was meant to meet&lt;strong&gt; janet&lt;/strong&gt; ! but i went around to &lt;strong&gt;matt &amp;amp; jeanie's&lt;/strong&gt; to look for my camera. wasn't there. but thanks for helping me guys hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ABSTRACT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jimmy, winnie, lynden, lem, ritchie, jen, stevo&lt;/strong&gt; came over. met them @ parra and&lt;strong&gt; janet&lt;/strong&gt; was there so she came too. (L) ! bussed it back to my place after food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned on the K machine and &lt;strong&gt;amanda low&lt;/strong&gt; came. LOL I WAS SHOWING JANET BABY PHOTOS (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah my mum came home and everybody got introduced. and afterwards she renamed everybody cept &lt;strong&gt;stevo&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAHAHA. suck shit. my mum can't remember his shit face. and she kept saying how different &lt;strong&gt;janet&lt;/strong&gt; looks. wellllllllll ... i think she looks the same. plus glasses, fringe, eyeliner and piercings. that's not that different is it ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to the park for some random photo taking, swinging and basketball-ing. there was this really cute girl there. and i was like, isn't she cute ? and of course i get called a pedo since she's only 6. psh ! love has no age barrier, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man the park reminds me of brownie. i miss that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to westfields after for some subway/gloria jeans. &lt;strong&gt;winnie &lt;/strong&gt;noticed this redback spider at the bus stop. &lt;strong&gt;jimmy&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to kill it. but i decided to save it .. you never know with spiders. they could give you super powers someday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah they went home. and i walked home in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept till 11.30 and then had my driving lesson. fuck they make me so sleepy. my instructor's a bit weird. he constantly breaks for me and holds on to the wheel. goddamnit how will i ever drive when he drives for me ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also noticed something weird too. he always wears gloves LOL. and like matt had him and he never wore gloves for &lt;strong&gt;matt&lt;/strong&gt;. what is that suppose to mean ?! he doesn't wanna touch me ? LOLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and &lt;strong&gt;hobo&lt;/strong&gt; called today for some advice on what to get a girl. and i told him to get her some contraception. hahahhaha. feel like a bitch but meh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICE SKATING TOMORROW. gotta pad my ass for some stacking. i'm gonna be legal soon. goddamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- manda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-6999177263007164138?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6999177263007164138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/diary-product.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/6999177263007164138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/6999177263007164138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/diary-product.html' title='diary product.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8275851255683840321</id><published>2009-06-21T14:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T14:48:18.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'>oh god..</title><content type='html'>Someone kill me TT-TT .. I can't live on much longer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8275851255683840321?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8275851255683840321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8275851255683840321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8275851255683840321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-god.html' title='oh god..'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1638018175861741724</id><published>2009-06-17T18:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:35:19.504+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody Loosey</title><content type='html'>NTS&lt;br /&gt;FLASH&lt;br /&gt;NARRATION&lt;br /&gt;2D HISTORY&lt;br /&gt;SNAIL/JEEP/CASTLE&lt;br /&gt;1500 WORD INT&lt;br /&gt;DES104 500W&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1638018175861741724?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1638018175861741724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/everybody-loosey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1638018175861741724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1638018175861741724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/everybody-loosey.html' title='Everybody Loosey'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2853464307415325430</id><published>2009-06-17T01:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:06:49.646+10:00</updated><title type='text'>happy holidays. happy birthday. congratulations on your new baby.</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;job hunting and shopping with janet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;buffet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;manly. garmon &amp;amp; chris lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;sushi street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;job application. hung with francis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;stayed home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;rumi's bday outing ! karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;driving lesson. shopping with hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;castle towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;dinner. R.I.P great grandmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;stayed home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;man, so hard to summarize everything i did so far T_T ! basically i was meant to meet ham this morning. but i had a jar of nutella the night before and got owned D: ... so i just slept it off. sorry ham. thanks vonnie for calling me and asking how i was. ILY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by lunchtime i was better again. i love my mum. she made congee. so i ate it. then i felt like going out. so i called prisca and sally up and we went to westfield. bought some stuff for tuesday. we're gonna bake cookies ! hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically another day spent doing nothing. i think i'll stay home and do nothing again tomorrow. far out, i feel like going out though ! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2853464307415325430?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2853464307415325430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-holidays-happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2853464307415325430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2853464307415325430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-holidays-happy-birthday.html' title='happy holidays. happy birthday. congratulations on your new baby.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8268279631865865423</id><published>2009-06-12T00:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:11:55.507+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowy the Snail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SjEQTn3Ak3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/S4ocsjCH9Q0/s1600-h/LOLSNAILINPROGRESS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SjEQTn3Ak3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/S4ocsjCH9Q0/s320/LOLSNAILINPROGRESS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346072161968755570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg this bitch took a while to do.. I think I have RSI FUUUUUUU-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway her name is Slowy the Slow paced Snail. She doesn't have eyes yet.. Or a shell.. But she's getting there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Work in progress) It's part of my first Assessment task for 3D animation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8268279631865865423?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8268279631865865423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/slowy-snail.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8268279631865865423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8268279631865865423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/slowy-snail.html' title='Slowy the Snail'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SjEQTn3Ak3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/S4ocsjCH9Q0/s72-c/LOLSNAILINPROGRESS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-4345383166383734241</id><published>2009-06-11T20:44:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:02:35.858+10:00</updated><title type='text'>L4D2 - Nov 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last time I saw my grandmother, she asked was I still a praying man.&lt;br /&gt;I told her "Yes Ma'am".&lt;br /&gt;"Well" she says, "Pray harder.. Cause it ain't workin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.. I ain't gonna die waiting on salvation..&lt;br /&gt;As long as we still got guns.. We gonna fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. And if we run outta bullets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Baby, they gonna wish we hadn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SjDi298D_iI/AAAAAAAAAQk/n-jqU-G4mRI/s1600-h/L4D2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SjDi298D_iI/AAAAAAAAAQk/n-jqU-G4mRI/s320/L4D2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346022191656074786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Saving the world, one zombie at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Peco the gambling conman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/3104655664093263485-4345383166383734241?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4345383166383734241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/l4d2-nov-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4345383166383734241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4345383166383734241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/l4d2-nov-17.html' title='L4D2 - Nov 17'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SjDi298D_iI/AAAAAAAAAQk/n-jqU-G4mRI/s72-c/L4D2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3301874113482808005</id><published>2009-06-10T21:38:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:54:19.521+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you kindly..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Si-qj8SiBdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OAQMagJTnNo/s1600-h/1244372320621.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Si-qj8SiBdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OAQMagJTnNo/s320/1244372320621.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345678817168066002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The assassin has overcome my final defense, and now he has come to murder me. In the end, what separates a man from a slave? Money? Power? No... A man chooses; a slave obeys. You think you have memories—a farm, a family, an airplane, a crash, and then this place. Was there really a family? Did that airplane crash, or... was it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hijacked, forced down, forced down by something less than a man, something bred to sleepwalk through life until they are activated by a simple phrase, spoken by their kindly master. Was a man sent to kill, or a slave? A man chooses, a slave obeys. Come in. Stop, would you kindly. 'Would you kindly'. Powerful phrase. Familiar phrase? Sit, would you kindly? STAND... would you kindly? RUN! STOP! Turn... A man chooses, a slave obeys! KILL! A MAN CHOOSES... A SLAVE OBEYS! OBEY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To be continued I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a board game for an assignment. It's under the development name &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEXWARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's basically Savage (S2 Games).. on a board..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit you guys &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starcraft II&lt;/span&gt; is coming out and so is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left 4 Dead 2&lt;/span&gt; holy shit shit shit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so many&lt;/span&gt; pre-orders to be made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I am Andrew Ryan, and I am here to ask you a question. Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? 'No,' says the man in Washington, 'it belongs to the poor.'&lt;br /&gt;'No,' says the man in the Vatican, 'it belongs to God.'&lt;br /&gt;'No,' says the man in Moscow, 'it belongs to everyone.'&lt;br /&gt;I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose... &lt;/i&gt;Rapture&lt;i&gt;. A city where the artist would not fear the censor, where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality, where the great not be constra&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;ined by the small. And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city, as well.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what movie to use to answer the questions on my homework question sheet for Narrative class.. Maybe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Country for Old Men&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAY I haz a VISA DEBIT card! Now I can buy those Simon and Garfunkel Tour Tickets I've always wanted and other.. stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.. I cut my own hair yesterday.. Cause I'm too cheap to get a haircut at the City and I refuse to go to local hair salons~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else.. I haven't been bothered to watch the rest of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SKYGIRLS&lt;/span&gt;... Maybe I should tonight.. Maybe.. Or I might finish off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bioshock&lt;/span&gt;.. I should also finish off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fallout 3&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MAYA &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Si-qjtHVuJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/cnQlLhpDOLQ/s320/1244370322957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345678813094590610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scaring the shit out of you since 1991,&lt;br /&gt;Peco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3104655664093263485-3301874113482808005?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3301874113482808005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/would-you-kindly_10.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3301874113482808005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3301874113482808005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/would-you-kindly_10.html' title='Would you kindly..'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Si-qj8SiBdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/OAQMagJTnNo/s72-c/1244372320621.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7462354105342918228</id><published>2009-06-09T21:00:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:17:13.779+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog = Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bioshock&lt;/span&gt; is pretty friggin scary.. Goddamn spider splicers.. Houdini splicers are also terrible.. Why did they have to make them throw fireballs?!?! Why are the crescendo events so well made?!?! I can't wait to finish this off and a few other games so I can prepare myself for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Prototype&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dark Void&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Star Wars: The Old Republic&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I peed a little when I saw the trailer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Deus Ex 3 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Initially I didn't expect much from a second sequel but after seeing the proof of concept and some screenshots of the game I'm pretty much in love again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmm.. That's about it..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I'll be giving up MSN entirely from next week onwards since I'll be hanging out at the library more often so you'll find me there. But please.. Don't try to look for me ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOPE&lt;/span&gt; I'll be giving up MSN completely.. If not I'll be.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monica,&lt;/span&gt; you should also pursue this endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. I'm in love and I'm actually going to try and do something about it this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRB, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bioshock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peco&lt;/span&gt; Di Britannia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7462354105342918228?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7462354105342918228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-twitter.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7462354105342918228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7462354105342918228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-twitter.html' title='Blog = Twitter'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2916094851597534760</id><published>2009-06-09T09:26:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:41:02.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>So I don't think I'll be going to watch Terminator: Salvation for my INT201 class.</title><content type='html'>Tuesday is my day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not gonna waste it by going to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead.. I'm gonna continue animating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a job.. But due to hearing stories about people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dropping out of/failing&lt;/span&gt; the course that I'm doing.. Study &gt; Part Time Job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think after Amanda's party AND that UN'I party I'm going to stop going out so PLZ DUN ASK MEH TO GO OUT WIF YOOH!!!!!11111111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Si2gnmobKlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/8aASlv7gbjI/s1600-h/IMG_0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Si2gnmobKlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/8aASlv7gbjI/s320/IMG_0555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345104935004088914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yours spitefully,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 笑い男&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2916094851597534760?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2916094851597534760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-i-dont-think-ill-be-going-to-watch.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2916094851597534760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2916094851597534760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-i-dont-think-ill-be-going-to-watch.html' title='So I don&apos;t think I&apos;ll be going to watch Terminator: Salvation for my INT201 class.'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Si2gnmobKlI/AAAAAAAAAQM/8aASlv7gbjI/s72-c/IMG_0555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2986331555052457703</id><published>2009-06-08T21:46:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:52:33.260+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>MY LIFE IS BORING!!!!!11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE WATCHED 3 SEASONS OF THE OFFICE IN TWO DAYS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE CLEANED UP MY COMPUTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to socialize :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go build a RAID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this should make up for all the days I haven't blogged ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2986331555052457703?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2986331555052457703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-life.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2986331555052457703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2986331555052457703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-life.html' title='MY LIFE'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7047588741897589395</id><published>2009-06-04T00:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:31:43.441+10:00</updated><title type='text'>chocoLAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;YEAHHHHH&lt;/em&gt;. got up at 9:30 and bussed it to parra this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;strong&gt;flamingo &lt;/strong&gt;for calling me at 8 you freaking bitch. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i missed my bus ! but i was early for once LOL ... full panicked and started to go crazy with txting &lt;strong&gt;garmon + jono&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;jono&lt;/strong&gt; said he'd be late too ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, &lt;strong&gt;jono&lt;/strong&gt; was already there when i got to parra. sorry i was late !! LOL. damn it, i even got the right bus !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was hungry so we went to grab some food. i wanted a cheeseburger. &lt;em&gt;SO. DAMN. BADLY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i bought my cheeseburgers and then we went to &lt;em&gt;pho pasteur&lt;/em&gt; so &lt;strong&gt;cabra boy&lt;/strong&gt; could have his pho fix. mmmh, pho ... now i want some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we set on our hunt for &lt;strong&gt;rumi&lt;/strong&gt;'s bday present hehe. i don't wanna say what it is but yeahhhhh, we found something awesome. ♥ LOVE FOR &lt;strong&gt;RUMI&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH ! me and&lt;strong&gt; jono&lt;/strong&gt; dressed the same again today. &lt;strong&gt;LANKY KIDS&lt;/strong&gt; FTW ! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;strong&gt; francis&lt;/strong&gt; came, walked&lt;strong&gt; jono&lt;/strong&gt; to station and said good bye. we went to the cinema, but movie time had passed so we went to borders and i read some tashi. GOOD STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since&lt;strong&gt; francis&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't reading i decided to give up. it's weird to read and have some one stare at you D: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the roof top and chucked a paper airplane down. full failed. it didn't fly like a normal one. cause&lt;strong&gt; francis&lt;/strong&gt; is shit at ripping paper. hahaha, thanks for the crane. even though it's dead ugly. LOLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that rode &lt;em&gt;the loop&lt;/em&gt; around parra once. got off and i went to &lt;em&gt;max brenner&lt;/em&gt; for some chocolate. OMG THAT GUY THERE WAS SO NICE ! HE GAVE ME XTRA WHITE CHOCOLATE. yayyy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to maccas again so &lt;strong&gt;francis&lt;/strong&gt; could eat. talking about celebrities and stuff ... &lt;strong&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT&lt;/strong&gt;  ♥ ! yeh, imma marry her someday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. went home at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- MAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. &lt;strong&gt;HAM&lt;/strong&gt;, stop being lazy and blog some stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7047588741897589395?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7047588741897589395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/chocolat.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7047588741897589395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7047588741897589395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/chocolat.html' title='chocoLAT.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-4398217524776491760</id><published>2009-06-02T13:24:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:47:19.423+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole new worldddddddddddddd (a little off beat)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfgoxqaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/6YO_88i0eVU/s1600-h/n536620507_7254180_5036032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342728751328373154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfgoxqaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/6YO_88i0eVU/s320/n536620507_7254180_5036032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;JONA&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;AMANDO:&lt;/strong&gt; THE LANKY KIDS TALK SHOW ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfTuMqcI/AAAAAAAAAko/v4D-dSoFyFc/s1600-h/4459_189056655507_536620507_7254146_7993663_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342728747861453250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfTuMqcI/AAAAAAAAAko/v4D-dSoFyFc/s320/4459_189056655507_536620507_7254146_7993663_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;vonnie, jono, bonnie, garmon &amp;amp; man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfcqVkUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/uTk50uXraBI/s1600-h/4175_109481014814_717204814_2745163_1175889_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342728750261178690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfcqVkUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/uTk50uXraBI/s320/4175_109481014814_717204814_2745163_1175889_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;amy, ben, man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfEvRwwI/AAAAAAAAAkY/-ZsFisz_DUk/s1600-h/4175_109480909814_717204814_2745144_7798898_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342728743839449858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfEvRwwI/AAAAAAAAAkY/-ZsFisz_DUk/s320/4175_109480909814_717204814_2745144_7798898_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; designers with designed faces. hells yeah ! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342728742843329266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfBByKvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/yZXOCDYWoIE/s320/n536620507_7254151_23213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;amy, jono, man &amp;amp; bonnie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NO MORE UNI FOR 2 MONTHS ! WOO ! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got up at 7 yesterday after sleeping at 3. freaking crazyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; on the train - finally ! the right train without having to get off LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then got to uni and saw &lt;strong&gt;ritchie&lt;/strong&gt; at the bus stop. &lt;strong&gt;rumi, eddie &amp;amp; lil jimmy&lt;/strong&gt; were already at the library. printed off my work and then me and &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;sat on the stairs and chatted about her bday stuffs LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;owen, big jimmy, oliver&lt;/strong&gt; were also around. went to BJ to and in the photomedia stuff and &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; put his in the wrong drop box. idiot hahaha. spent like 10 minutes trying to stick his hand in to the box so he could put it back in the right one. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterwards &lt;strong&gt;owen&lt;/strong&gt; drove me and &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; to the train station. thank youu &lt;strong&gt;owen &lt;/strong&gt;! (: then trained to the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met up with&lt;strong&gt; garmon's&lt;/strong&gt; friends &lt;strong&gt;shenea, leith &amp;amp; james&lt;/strong&gt; and found some food.&lt;strong&gt; garmon&lt;/strong&gt; gets owned by a huge plate of curry and starts to feel sick. weakling LOL. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterwards they went to beyond and we split up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to the toilet first, &lt;em&gt;MEGA SUPER AWESOME&lt;/em&gt; CLEAN TOILETS .. in some shifty dark alleyway. and then met up with&lt;strong&gt; jono, steve &amp;amp; amy&lt;/strong&gt; at george st cinema. then we went to hype to meet up with&lt;strong&gt; leah&lt;/strong&gt;. she left to meet some one else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then as we waited for &lt;strong&gt;ibnu, ny, ben&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; oliver&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; jono&lt;/strong&gt; did my hair me.♥ thanks &lt;strong&gt;local pornstar&lt;/strong&gt; (: ! also got some free appletizer. it tasted pretty crap but drank it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after a while the guys showed up. stood around talking for a bit then they disappeared D: ! text &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; and he had gone to meet up with his friends again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sat around world square and then &lt;strong&gt;lem, jimmy, lil jimmy, lynden, eddie &amp;amp; ritchie&lt;/strong&gt; came. got some stolen chocolate off &lt;strong&gt;lil jimmy&lt;/strong&gt;. CHOCOLAT. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then went to shark's hotel for pool. they asked for ID but&lt;strong&gt; ritchie&lt;/strong&gt; didn't have any so that group went to play basketball. didn't get to hang out again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played pool with &lt;strong&gt;amy, steve and jono&lt;/strong&gt;. it was &lt;strong&gt;THE LANKY KIDS&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;me &amp;amp; jono&lt;/strong&gt;) VS. &lt;strong&gt;AMY &amp;amp; STEVE&lt;/strong&gt;. yeah clearly when it came to naming our team,&lt;strong&gt; the lanky kids&lt;/strong&gt; won. but you know, they cheated. so &lt;strong&gt;amy &amp;amp; steve&lt;/strong&gt; won at pool. BUT IT WAS THE NAMING PART THAT REALLY COUNTS, AYE &lt;strong&gt;CABRA BOY&lt;/strong&gt; ?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steve&lt;/strong&gt;'s gf also came in between this. I DIDN'T GET TO MEET HER PROPERLY. HE DIDN'T EVEN INTRODUCE US. WHAT A FAG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after a while &lt;strong&gt;ben &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;ny&lt;/strong&gt; called me over then they made me try beer. it tastes the same as the last time i tried it, disgusting. so damn bitter D: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went outside and met up with &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; at townhall, then &lt;strong&gt;jenny an &amp;amp; bonnie&lt;/strong&gt; came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we trekked off to market city where the group split in half again. &lt;strong&gt;the girls + jono, steve and garmon&lt;/strong&gt; went to poporo. &lt;strong&gt;the guys + me&lt;/strong&gt; went to the food court outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;ny&lt;/strong&gt; got chinese LOL. ordered for him in chinese. then he ordered for me in english. the fuck LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL leberu game is awesome. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterwards, &lt;strong&gt;jimmy &lt;em&gt;and stuff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came back to meet with us. but because they didn't want to karaoke they went off to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went back to shark's hotel, &lt;strong&gt;the guys&lt;/strong&gt; split away from us. leaves &lt;strong&gt;the girls + jono&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they all bought drinks and&lt;strong&gt; jono&lt;/strong&gt; handed me another appletizer HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;bonnie &amp;amp; amy&lt;/strong&gt; both let me have a sip of their drinks. the mixed stuff tasted alright but yeah ... it's still alcoholic LOL. around this time &lt;strong&gt;moon &lt;/strong&gt;(jenny ans bf) came. most went to play pool leaving me with &lt;strong&gt;jenny an, bonnie &amp;amp; moon&lt;/strong&gt;. man, can't even remembered what we talked about. something about those two being alcoholics and liking to touch each others butts. i like that. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterwards &lt;strong&gt;jenny and bonnie&lt;/strong&gt; went to buy MORE drinks. (&lt;em&gt;ALCOHOLICS&lt;/em&gt;.) and &lt;strong&gt;me and moon&lt;/strong&gt; talked about korean bbq and the gangsters who run them HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the boys&lt;/strong&gt; were back so went over to talk to them. &lt;strong&gt;garmon &lt;/strong&gt;had a bit to drink and his face was fully red ! from a distance i thought the guys had taken him to get a fake tan so i was fully wtf when i saw him. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chatted for a bit, &lt;strong&gt;the guys&lt;/strong&gt; bought more beer and once again. another sip. yuck D: !! far out. they said it'd be better second time around. after some more talking and photo-taking we went to karaoke @ live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;details of karaoke are honestly kinda fuzzy for me. as we were walking i remember taking photos and&lt;strong&gt; leah&lt;/strong&gt; hugging and talking to me. LOL, i thought she was drunk. but she was just being &lt;strong&gt;leah&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i remember when we first went in i sat next to &lt;strong&gt;jono &amp;amp; ben&lt;/strong&gt;. and &lt;strong&gt;jono &lt;/strong&gt;refused to singalong. what a gay punk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the middle &lt;strong&gt;ibnu and ny&lt;/strong&gt; started screaming. and &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; left the room, got up to check on him. and yeah ... let's not go in to detail. he's better now so it's all good. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then near the end i some how moved to the other end of the room and sat next to &lt;strong&gt;vonnie and ibnu&lt;/strong&gt; for a bit ... (HE WAS SITTING ON THE FLOOR, I'M STILL NOT SURE WHY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it became next to &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; and .. &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; at some point. &lt;strong&gt;leah&lt;/strong&gt; at another. around these parts i got mega sleepy for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember don't cha, the screaming, &lt;strong&gt;ben&lt;/strong&gt;'s squawk, don't wanna miss a thing and at some point i swear some one sung in korean. oh yeah, also &lt;em&gt;a whole new world&lt;/em&gt;. MAN, &lt;strong&gt;ME AND NY'S&lt;/strong&gt; SONG ! LOL. WE DIDN'T GET TO SING IT TOGETHER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterwards we went home. was around 11 already. as we were walking to town hall station, me and &lt;strong&gt;ny&lt;/strong&gt; started to sing &lt;em&gt;a whole new world&lt;/em&gt; LOL. but yeah, sorry, you can't harmonize with me because i'm too off-beat HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to the station, and man i was confused as hell here. i'm meant to take the same train as &lt;strong&gt;ny &amp;amp; ben&lt;/strong&gt; but i followed &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; on to his train ? normally i catch his train but this time it didn't go to parramatta !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so got off at lidcombe with&lt;strong&gt; jono &amp;amp; garmon&lt;/strong&gt; to wait for the next train. thanks for waiting with me &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; ! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben&lt;/strong&gt; texted me and told me 2nd last carriage. so i thought yeah, 8 carriages. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. GET ON !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't the second last carriage. had to get off next stop to get on the right carriage again LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got off at parra, got home at like 12:15. had a shower and it was 1. i was gonna go on msn to talk to &lt;strong&gt;jono&lt;/strong&gt; but a headache started to come on so i'm like argh. nvm. tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bed, and i couldn't even fall asleep LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but yeah, eventually dropped off and woke up at 10 again this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope everybody got home safely last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally blogged ... man this took me a whole day to type up LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- MAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-4398217524776491760?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4398217524776491760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/whole-new-worldddddddddddddd-little-off.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4398217524776491760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4398217524776491760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/whole-new-worldddddddddddddd-little-off.html' title='a whole new worldddddddddddddd (a little off beat)'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SiUvfgoxqaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/6YO_88i0eVU/s72-c/n536620507_7254180_5036032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8691783512688462500</id><published>2009-05-30T00:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:48:40.534+10:00</updated><title type='text'>invisible walls</title><content type='html'>a person who &lt;em&gt;looks &lt;/em&gt;happy, doesn't &lt;em&gt;mean &lt;/em&gt;they're always happy. a happy face could just be a mask to the shit that's really going on inside. the stuff no one else is suppose to see. barriers that have been put up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barriers are placed there by people who want to protect themselves ... or others. maybe they don't want to be hurt. or maybe they don't want to hurt others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't judge anybody on this topic because i guess i have my own as well. and in all honestly, to let some one else behind your invisible wall and let them know you whole heartedly is really hard. it's better for me just not to think about these kinda things and just do ... cause overthinking is like too freaking hard to my brain. it doesn't work properly that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know if it's in my place to even attempt to break down some one else's walls. but its just ... hard (?) to see other people trying to hold it all inside when they could save themselves the pain and just let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get what i mean ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, fk that shit. i'm done with this. thinking kills my brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8691783512688462500?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8691783512688462500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/invisible-walls.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8691783512688462500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;garmon &lt;/strong&gt;in the morning for breakfast at maccas (: ! HOT CAKES ARE AWESOME ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to uni and &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; was freaking out cause some one was stalking her LOL. turned out to be a 6ft tall cabramatta boy, that's right, our very own local pornstar,&lt;strong&gt; jono kwok&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had my debate in which &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; jimmy&lt;/strong&gt; fell asleep in ! D: ! but either way i think i did alright ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterwards just hung around on the stairs with&lt;strong&gt; rumi&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;this GIRL&lt;/em&gt; came along and said some interesting stuff hehehe. me and &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;secrelty love her ... according to her, anyway ! LOLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummed around talking and stuff with everybody. PHOTOS just because the blog looks pretty plain without them hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340794305870230818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5QH9vS9SI/AAAAAAAAAio/eL1tuNukH7E/s320/DSC01887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rumi&lt;/strong&gt; doesn't like photos ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340794321159418226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5QI2shcXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/5mbjuu8R2Io/s320/DSC01888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;bloody tb's ... LOL JOKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340794318324385394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5QIsImRnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/i7KlyU4L_2Q/s320/DSC01902.JPG" border="0" /&gt; IFLY THIS GUY !&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340794309859937826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5QIMmhDiI/AAAAAAAAAiw/f2WJSQsU_2U/s320/DSC01878.JPG" border="0" /&gt; i love this photo ! &lt;strong&gt;AMY&lt;/strong&gt; ! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afterwards trained it back to parra, said good byes then went off with &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;bonnie&lt;/strong&gt; to find a calender. spiderman calender. was unsuccessful but garmon bought a kitty one anyway. it was 5cents ! full wtf LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had some food. and talked about movies. man, i am so ... boxed up. my favorite movie is beauty and the beast by disney. goddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walked&lt;strong&gt; bonnie&lt;/strong&gt; to her bus stop and then waited with &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; till his train came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SATURDAY &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frick. can't remember what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;went to city to take photos. &lt;strong&gt;vonnie &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;ham &lt;/strong&gt;both didn't feel well so they couldn't come. but randomly, &lt;strong&gt;francis &lt;/strong&gt;came which is good cause i was there earlier and &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't coming till ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first off had food. maccas cheeseburgers ! PHWOAR, will i ever get sick of them ? i don't think so ... then walked around a bit with &lt;strong&gt;francis&lt;/strong&gt; to take photos. SAW &lt;strong&gt;STEVO&lt;/strong&gt; AT QVB and fully wtf'd in his face and ran off. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went on the ferris wheel. which was prettttyy cool. i'd like to go some other time with my lover. hahahaha. from the ferris wheel could see &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; owen&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got off and we went to freebus it to circular quay. on the way took &lt;strong&gt;owen&lt;/strong&gt; for his first taste of easyway. as he would say "&lt;em&gt;guddamn&lt;/em&gt;" ! LOL. cant believe you've never had easyway before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took more photos of circular quay, then we went to eat at maccas again. and took photos of the guys (mainly &lt;strong&gt;garmon)&lt;/strong&gt; being stupid. and a lot of gaylove shots between him &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;francis&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340811056596332290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5fW_DnLwI/AAAAAAAAAjw/pUMpN5yq5TA/s320/DSC_0027+c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;most normal photo of &lt;strong&gt;garmon &lt;/strong&gt;EVER ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was dark out and i wanted to go home and eat so we left. said g'bye to francis and the three of us got off at central. then &lt;strong&gt;garmon &lt;/strong&gt;went on this huge run around central station to see which train was faster for owen to go home on. express or the one we were taking. turn out it was ours by ike 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;train ride had alotta family talk. cant remember exactly. but yeah ... sort of made me realise i'm a family kinda person. even though i never wouldve thought so before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i went to uni. yeahhh, i did. to return camera. all the photos i took on sunday got corrupted cause of the memory card. and they couldn't recover it. i was fully emo. saw nicole &amp;amp; seth though and we got to catch up a bit (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340802475771760418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5Xjg_nDyI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2NaKGdPr8Os/s320/Pic-0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt; fucking retard. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340802471712646274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5XjR315II/AAAAAAAAAjY/H16aX-M6Pd4/s320/Pic-0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;what a fake smile ... HAHAHA. jokes, love for &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt; ! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340802469783179026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5XjKr0jxI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rSiKpSQd5Fo/s320/Pic-0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the fuck ?! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340802470051245570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5XjLru7gI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ZatBbizgPEg/s320/Pic-0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;apparently i taste awesome. no surprise there (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tried to finish my 2000 words in the library with &lt;strong&gt;ben&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;nyleve&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;owen&lt;/strong&gt;. so hard LOL. but because i have less to say around them i think i did more work than i would've usually in that library. uni library is too loud and talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha. random thing i couldn't stop laughing at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; garmon's gay ! (because he was late ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben:&lt;/strong&gt; serious ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ny:&lt;/strong&gt; yeah, didn't you know ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben:&lt;/strong&gt; i knew it ! him and that francis guy .. i saw photos and his status on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;garmon walks in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben:&lt;/strong&gt; garmon you gay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;garmon:&lt;/strong&gt; yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ben:&lt;/strong&gt; I KNEW IT !!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLLLLLLL. funniest moment.&lt;br /&gt;afterwards ben drove us + &lt;strong&gt;ibnu&lt;/strong&gt; to maccas. yay ! cheeseburger ! ♥ ! ate and dropped ny home and we went to mt druitt station. trained to parra. got off with &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340811063190892434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5fXXn4L5I/AAAAAAAAAkI/S4gaeQMmnoQ/s320/IMG_2045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STOP PRETENDING TO CRY D: ! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340811059436337890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5fXJouOuI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vfNdri0OBpA/s320/IMG_2033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sherjeel,&lt;/strong&gt; your face ruined a perfectly awesome photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340811060172225170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5fXMYK-pI/AAAAAAAAAj4/LzJGu22j3Bk/s320/IMG_2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;LOLLL. best expressions ever ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;needed to pee so stopped at the library where it was still all lit up and shit. which is awesome cause you know ... i really needed to take that piss. went to officeworks to buy A3 plastic sleeves and coloured textas. they didnt have the sleeves but they had the textas so hurrah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked back towards westfield side and i took some photos along the way. parras not bad looking at night. it's like seeing an unattractive person in the dark. s'all goood ....... until some one flicks the switch on. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;garmon &lt;/strong&gt;hadn't eaten yet so we went to pho pasteur (i think that's what it's called) and talked whilst he ate. there was a couple next to us that he thought was on a blind date. later realised they had probably just finished uni and was having some food. like us ! cept not like us cause they were talking about lame stuff like the hsc. LOL EAVESDROPPING ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards waited for his train then my &lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; came to pick me up. told dad about the memory card and he was like, you wanna go take photos now ? HAHA MY &lt;strong&gt;DAD&lt;/strong&gt;S AWESOME. so he drove me to st. s0mething church at parra and another church in north rocks to get some photos. once again, unattractive person in the dark photos. but came out pretty alright i reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had uni again. met up with &lt;strong&gt;lem&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;em&gt;mt druitt&lt;/em&gt; to get breakfast. HE WAS 45 MINUTES LATE ! fuck ! i'm never meeting up with you again ! but yeahs, he paid for my breakfast and he looked pretty scared when he saw me. so scared i laughed at him LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bought two sausage and egg mcmuffins to take to uni and give away to whoever hadn't eaten. bought lynden some cardboard and off to uni we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw &lt;strong&gt;jimmy&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt; at the bus stop. then &lt;strong&gt;lynden&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; rumi&lt;/strong&gt; at BJ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;went to upload photos and stuff. yeah, i like &lt;strong&gt;rumi&lt;/strong&gt; (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; brought her brother in today too. it was cool to meet him. even though i didn't really talk since i got all moody and shit later on. fuck uni ! LOL. puts be in crappy mood all the time since i couldn't get an extension for photomedia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340802482049014690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5Xj4YOW6I/AAAAAAAAAjo/opQOr7-qJGc/s320/Pic-0139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;me and &lt;strong&gt;rumi&lt;/strong&gt;'s make up stuffs LOL. &lt;strong&gt;lynden &lt;/strong&gt;gets excited by this shit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to study room with&lt;strong&gt; lynden&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;lem &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;rumi.&lt;/strong&gt; did my typo poster. or rather rumi helped me because she's really neat and i'm too messy. sorry for making you do my work ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, this was a kinda crap day. i think my crap mood affected everybody. yes .. i'm gay. and i'm sorry. not for being a lesbian but for affecting you guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;full yelled at &lt;strong&gt;steve&lt;/strong&gt; for kicking my chair when i was tracing my typo poster. but hey, you deserved that bitch LOL. i was working hard and like .. if i screwed up on the one thing that was going alright in my life at the time. i would've screwed your face up, asshole. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually, i don't think your face can get anymore screwed up than it already is ! nvm (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;near the end of the day things picked up. maybe it was because &lt;strong&gt;garmon'&lt;/strong&gt;s poster was so fail that when i tried to help him, i forgot my own selfish emo-ness. see ... theres a reason i hang around that boy. (: but yeah. his poster turned out alright in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with &lt;strong&gt;lynden &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;lem&lt;/strong&gt; afterwards. thanks &lt;strong&gt;ben&lt;/strong&gt; for driving us to the station !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni once again. i got my extension for photomedia ! woo !&lt;br /&gt;went in early and hung with&lt;strong&gt; rumi&lt;/strong&gt; as she did her typo poster hehe. then i had to trek to class ... but didnt end up having a class so i just hung with &lt;strong&gt;bronson&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;a-low.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;afterwards went back to library. bought some food and just sat around chatting randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a pretty short day. it felt super fast. i can't even remember the majority of what i did. i just remembered being happy to hang with &lt;strong&gt;a-low&lt;/strong&gt;. barely see her nowadays. also got to hang with &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;seth &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;oliver&lt;/strong&gt; for a bit again (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you know who else i haven't seen in a while ? &lt;strong&gt;andrew lee&lt;/strong&gt;. i need to find time to hang with him someday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG ! just realised this was all yesterday. WTF LOL. felt like it was ages ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;was up all night on the phone with &lt;strong&gt;vonnie.&lt;/strong&gt; sorry for sleeping on you &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; ): ... in the midst of my half-sleepness i said some pretty crazy stuff. (so i've been told) and i'm SO SORRY for making you wake up at 6:30 ! LOL. ignore my stupid requests when i'm half asleep next time T_T !!! i didn't even realise i said that stuff. goddamnit LOL. either way, had an awesome chat. i love &lt;strong&gt;vonnie&lt;/strong&gt; ! ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah ... that's my life for the past week or so. i felt unhappy a few times this week. kinda abnormal. though gotta thank everybody who was all supportive and trying to cheer me up. I LOVE YOU GUYS ! ♥ ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;MANDA &lt;/strong&gt;(: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2106263909786078877?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2106263909786078877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2106263909786078877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2106263909786078877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sh5QH9vS9SI/AAAAAAAAAio/eL1tuNukH7E/s72-c/DSC01887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3326314644582620913</id><published>2009-05-21T21:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:15:29.042+10:00</updated><title type='text'>should be doing something else ...</title><content type='html'>yeah i really should be doing that debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead i'm gonna blog, kiss my underwear clad ass, &lt;em&gt;ATC &lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had uni yesterday. the gigabyte ran out of batteries so it was a silent ride. but that's alright, i had my balls of bunny fur. i also fell asleep before we hit seven hills LOL. a pretty deep sleep too. i had no idea where i was when a &lt;strong&gt;pretty girl&lt;/strong&gt; sitting behind me nudged me and asked if i was going to &lt;em&gt;UWS,&lt;/em&gt; if so get off the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got off the train. was still kinda drowsy so when the train stopped and jolted a bit i lost my balance and fell over like a domino, the &lt;strong&gt;pretty girl&lt;/strong&gt; helped me up. i love it when strangers are nice. she was from &lt;em&gt;kingswood&lt;/em&gt; so we parted ways as i took the bus. didn't catch her name, but she was so nice !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got on the bus and saw &lt;strong&gt;josh &lt;/strong&gt;so sat with him. then the blind&lt;strong&gt; jenny oompa loompa&lt;/strong&gt; gets on without her glasses and doesn't see me till i yell in her face LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get off at &lt;em&gt;BB&lt;/em&gt; and walk to the front of the library and see &lt;strong&gt;rumi.&lt;/strong&gt; we're joined by &lt;strong&gt;owen &lt;/strong&gt;later. just chatting about random crap hahaha. uws is so casual (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran off to class and fell in to another deep sleep during my photomedia tute. far out, i hope i didn't snore ... when i woke up our tutor didn't seem so happy and everybody was kinda giggly. ): ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i got my ex4 back ! D ! &lt;em&gt;HOLY SHIT&lt;/em&gt;. first &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt; i got by myself in my entire freaking life. i was so damn proud i felt awake again. HURRAY FOR SUCCESS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt bad for &lt;strong&gt;a-low&lt;/strong&gt; though, her ex4 was really pretty but because it wasn't black and white she got marked down. bad luck ): !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;low &lt;/strong&gt;went home after and me &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;bronson &lt;/strong&gt;trekked off to the library and met &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;on the way so she came with (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bronson&lt;/strong&gt; went off to search for his books and i hopped on facebook lol. after a while i log off because i realised i was being rude to poor &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;LOL. so we go upstairs and found ourselves a study room in a dark secluded section of the library and ............ ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had the biggest dnm. LOL. haven't had such an awesome bitch about boys for a while. so thank you &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to&lt;strong&gt; rumi&lt;/strong&gt; makes me miss &lt;strong&gt;my mafia&lt;/strong&gt; from high school though. we all use to sit around and talk about this kinda shit for ages. just because we're girls. and yes, goddamnit, &lt;em&gt;I TOO, AM A GIRL&lt;/em&gt;. D: ! hope to catch up with them soon. everytime i suggest it one or two don't turn up. yeah, i'm talking about &lt;strong&gt;debbie kim&lt;/strong&gt;. fuck you, bitch LOL. (L) hopefully everybody will be free on my bday so we can hang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, through the dnm found out me and &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;click pretty well. love for &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;! (L) ! yeah then&lt;strong&gt; bronson&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;the doofus&lt;/em&gt; comes to join us and it got awkward LOL. douche, ruined it ! hahahaha. it picks up again after a while but yeah ... me and &lt;strong&gt;rumi &lt;/strong&gt;have similar standards on certain stuffs (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i had to run to &lt;em&gt;aus des&lt;/em&gt; and we parted ways T_T ... sad. i wanted to keep talking !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so during aus des it was presentation. (the reason why i had stayed up till 230 AM the night before.) i pulled out my typo poster and started drawing instead since it wasn't my turn yet. i was listening though, but the more i heard the more nervous i got. everybody had a full speech and was speaking in alot of detail. either way, when it was my turn got up and improvised and bullshitted. that is the last time i'll ever do that again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after it was done i asked&lt;strong&gt; seth&lt;/strong&gt; how i was and he told me i looked innocent and lost up there. thanks but ........ THAT'S NOT WHAT I WANT TO HEAR, DOUCHEBAG. i'm so screwed ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, got told off by &lt;strong&gt;michelle &lt;/strong&gt;for colouring my typo poster. the texta makes this "&lt;em&gt;chh chh chh&lt;/em&gt;" noise as i colour and it was ticking her off ... &lt;em&gt;oooooooops.&lt;/em&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to library with &lt;strong&gt;ritchie,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;jennifer&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; seth&lt;/strong&gt;. just chatting about music and stuff in general. oh yeah, &lt;strong&gt;jen&lt;/strong&gt; did this physchology test on me. i'll post it here so you people can work it out for yourselves too ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're at home. the babies crying, the phones ringing, there's some one at the door, the tap's leaking and newly washed clothes are outside and it's started to rain ! what do you attend to first ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my answer was.&lt;br /&gt;1) baby.&lt;br /&gt;2) phone.&lt;br /&gt;3) door.&lt;br /&gt;4) tap.&lt;br /&gt;5) clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll explain at the end of the post so i won't ruin it by putting the answers too close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuing ... &lt;strong&gt;ritchie&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; seth&lt;/strong&gt; had tutes so they left. me &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;jen&lt;/strong&gt; got kicked outta the study room so we went to a new one. &lt;strong&gt;jens&lt;/strong&gt; pretty easy to talk to so we were talking about guitars and singing lessons. she told me when you have singing lessons sometimes you have to lie down so you learn to control your breathe or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so feeling like an idiot i lied down on the table and was just open to open my mouth and attempt to sing. &lt;strong&gt;nicole, gloria chyna girl &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;jenny &lt;/strong&gt;comes. so i got up again, but not before sneaky&lt;strong&gt; oompa loompa&lt;/strong&gt; snapped a photo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the toilet with &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt; and sang her &lt;em&gt;a whole new world&lt;/em&gt; in the toilet HAHAHA. she loves that kinky shit (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back, and lied back on the table and sang the &lt;em&gt;national anthem&lt;/em&gt;. shamefully forgetting the lyrics every two lines. funny, i remember them now. just not then ? LOL. &lt;strong&gt;james lam&lt;/strong&gt; comes. haven't hung with that guy for a while. his face still makes me laugh haha (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a tute so i had to run. typo ! got there and &lt;strong&gt;oliver&lt;/strong&gt; was sitting with &lt;strong&gt;omir &lt;/strong&gt;and the first thing he said was "&lt;em&gt;speak of the devil&lt;/em&gt;". talking behind my back ?! D: LOL. apparently &lt;strong&gt;omir&lt;/strong&gt; had just asked oliver "wheres the asian you hang with ?" HEHE. THAT'S ME (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also established that &lt;strong&gt;andrew &lt;/strong&gt;is a timid guy who only talks to one girl. me, and apparently i'm not even a proper girl. &lt;strong&gt;oliver &lt;/strong&gt;also told me that i'm unpredicatble, but because he knows it, he can predict me. that &lt;strong&gt;mexican&lt;/strong&gt; thinks too much. D: we ended up leaving typo early since kate wasn't attending to us LOL. we had to go to the bus !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way saw the rarely seen &lt;strong&gt;FLAMINGO&lt;/strong&gt; ! damn, never hang with that guy now. miss the days when there was four of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that was my day yesterday hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the answers for that thing i was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you put the baby first, it means you place your family first. if you put the phone first, it means you put your friends first. if you put the knocking door first, it means you put your lover first. if you put the leaking tap first, it means you put your money first. if you put the clothes first, it means you put materialistic objects first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put that shit in order and that's your priorities in life. i gotta say, it's so damn true for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, ran out of stuff to talk about. guess i gotta go my debate now .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- amanda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3326314644582620913?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3326314644582620913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/should-be-doing-something-else.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3326314644582620913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3326314644582620913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/should-be-doing-something-else.html' title='should be doing something else ...'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7012138792596461003</id><published>2009-05-21T20:21:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:26:06.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something doesn't feel right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 ..I don't know~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7012138792596461003?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7012138792596461003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-doesnt-feel-right.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7012138792596461003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7012138792596461003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-doesnt-feel-right.html' title=''/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7526181372808088533</id><published>2009-05-19T23:29:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:49:54.804+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Escalators are the work of the Devil!</title><content type='html'>So today... What happened today.. D: ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manda&lt;/span&gt; invited me to go to her uni and then .... I went ~&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda cool but also kinda scary cause I didn't know anyone. Apparently &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manda&lt;/span&gt; told everyone she was going to bring in her friend (FUUUUUUUUUUU-).&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else? Oh yeah, why is everybody playing that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Restaurant City&lt;/span&gt; game? Is it really that good? I don't really wanna try it out for myself in case it IS good and then I might become addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;Wah I had to take like two trains to Kingswood. UWS has so much grassland.. It was so hot in the library =/ and I could've sworn I saw this girl from my primary school.. I think it was her.. I think her name was Danielle. It must be her.. she always makes that face. Well she doesn't MAKE that face. How should one put this..? ..Um it kind of IS her face?&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaanyway..&lt;br /&gt;We went to Westfields in Penrith to buy food. I had a bottle of Mountain Dew.. I shouldn't have D: .. Walked around with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vonnie&lt;/span&gt; and saw cool things like SOAP!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manda&lt;/span&gt; ate like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two &lt;/span&gt;cheeseburgers. She's gonna die someday LOL D:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manda,&lt;/span&gt; stop eating so many cheeseburgers! &lt;/span&gt;Hmm after that we went to Kingswood station.. To go to Parramatta! We went to Westfields &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; ;D. Hmm.. Oh yeah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY FOOT GOT JAMMED IN THE ESCALATOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pretty cool eh ;D. I've heard stories of fingers getting torn off and toenails being completely ripped off. Hehe. So after that ordeal I limped off to Max Brenner's, a chocolate restaurant brought to you by a bald man. I think he was present in the cafe. Or maybe it was just another bald man. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manda&lt;/span&gt; bought be a.. marshmallow something chocolate milk. It was niceeee. The cup looked nice~ I have photos but I'll upload them another time. It was nice~ Thanks for the shout blog buddy!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else.. ? Oh right, I finally properly met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janet&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?Garmon?&lt;/span&gt; Awesome ;D.&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. I think I was invited to Pancake on the Rocks for tomorrow.. Not sure If I can go cause no monies.. But I have to go to QANTM anyway to sort out a few issues with the DES102 essay.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manda &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Vonnie&lt;/span&gt; wanted to watch a horror movie.. Hmm.. I suggest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;. Shit's scary D: ..&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise.. Maybe Ju On.. If you get scared easily ;D.. Noroi: The Curse is also quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7526181372808088533?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7526181372808088533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/escalators-are-work-of-devil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7526181372808088533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7526181372808088533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/escalators-are-work-of-devil.html' title='Escalators are the work of the Devil!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-219590768574598107</id><published>2009-05-17T17:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:49:29.084+10:00</updated><title type='text'>AMANDA WANTS ............</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 225px; height: 181px;" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j98/jpatluky13/Panda-Dog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 217px; height: 147px;" src="http://comatosed.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/dog019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A PANDA DOG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goddamnit, i want one. now now now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-219590768574598107?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/219590768574598107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/amanda-wants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/219590768574598107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/219590768574598107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/amanda-wants.html' title='AMANDA WANTS ............'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-621844572113327236</id><published>2009-05-17T16:51:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:57:33.940+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THINGS I'VE REGRETTED SAYING ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;. he never liked you.&lt;br /&gt;. i don't need to explain anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;. none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- manda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-621844572113327236?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/621844572113327236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-ive-regretted-saying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/621844572113327236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/621844572113327236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-ive-regretted-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3252730703919766135</id><published>2009-05-15T23:35:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:18:59.798+10:00</updated><title type='text'>jibber jabber DING !</title><content type='html'>uni life is really damn awesome right now. just love how it never becomes a routine. i was kinda scared in the first coupla weeks that everything would settle down and i'd start to dread uni. but really, everyday i go different things happen and the people around me change alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing about uni really is the people and the friends i've made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda made me more motivated to actually get off my fat arse and go out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so much shit due next week. and what have i started ? nothing. procrastination is a beautiful thing, peoples. and i'm in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING OF LOVE. what's up with all the "i like some one" and couples surrounding me these days ? YOU GUYS MAKE ME SICK !!!!!!!! D: ! SICK TO MY STOMACH !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na, actually it's not that bad HAHAHAHA. in fact, i feel envious sometimes. just sometimes. on my not so awesome days. how the heck do they stay together for so long ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way. i'm waiting it out this time round. just to make sure i don't screw things up hahaha. ONE YEAR and a few months since the last guy. doing pretty good (: *pats on back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING OF GUYS. (LOL at the subject change) i realised ... i really do have alot of guyfriends. well, i knew. but i thought i had alot of girlfriends too. but apparently ... not. hmm. some one asked me if i purposely prefer guys over girls. honestly, nope. i think when i pick to be friends with some one, it's more like ... how comfortable it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or how long they can stand my insults and stubbornness. whichever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out LOL. loved jason mraz version. this versions just silly and kinda cute hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 216px" height="216" width="317"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PLElkyKcXQs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PLElkyKcXQs&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;lydia paek !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- amandaaaaa (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3252730703919766135?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3252730703919766135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/jibber-jabber-ding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3252730703919766135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3252730703919766135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/jibber-jabber-ding.html' title='jibber jabber DING !'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2734327281606470400</id><published>2009-05-12T19:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:28:37.017+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays become gay after a day or so..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///D:/nigger/2009_03_30/IMG_3427.JPG" alt="" /&gt;I feel nostalgic today FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUU-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to read something..&lt;br /&gt;OH! CAN SOMEONE BUY FOR ME ..&lt;br /&gt;"Pride and Prejudice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and Zombies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" ?!?!? IT WAS RELEASED THIS YEAR&lt;br /&gt;I WANT IT LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SglOEStXgeI/AAAAAAAAAPk/NEf5aaLrL9E/s1600-h/IMG_3427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SglOEStXgeI/AAAAAAAAAPk/NEf5aaLrL9E/s320/IMG_3427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334881069245628898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah goddammit lol I had to sign a permission slip to attend an excursion..but that was a month or two ago when I was seventeen~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is me.. at work.. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SglOEYeZbQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/gVcFOEAevPM/s1600-h/IMG_3704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SglOEYeZbQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/gVcFOEAevPM/s320/IMG_3704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334881070793452802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest, as they say; is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2734327281606470400?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2734327281606470400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/holidays-become-gay-after-day-or-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2734327281606470400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2734327281606470400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/holidays-become-gay-after-day-or-so.html' title='Holidays become gay after a day or so..'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SglOEStXgeI/AAAAAAAAAPk/NEf5aaLrL9E/s72-c/IMG_3427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-552877391831227792</id><published>2009-05-11T22:57:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:40:07.134+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ham day (: !</title><content type='html'>happy bday to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;you look like a poo&lt;br /&gt;you look like an old man&lt;br /&gt;but i still love you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ham &lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to city with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ham&lt;/span&gt; today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. got woken up by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lynden&lt;/span&gt; at 1am last night. rage. i had just fallen asleep ! so when i got up at 8:30 was still feeling sort of heavy and drowsy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lynden&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got on the train and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ham&lt;/span&gt; texted that he'd be late. omg man, passed lidcombe and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;garmon&lt;/span&gt;'s like, he's at lidcombe station ? should've gotten off to wait for his train with him LOL. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAM&lt;/span&gt;'S LATE ANYWAY ! stupid bRAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;central&lt;/span&gt; at like 10:40. as i was waiting i saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mel&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;steven hanani&lt;/span&gt;, chatted with them for a bit.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ham&lt;/span&gt; didn't come till 11:30 ! HALF AN HOUR LATE MAN LOL. unforgivable. but since it's your b'day ahhh welll ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;qantm&lt;/span&gt; first. OMG QANTMS COOL LOL. it's small. yet i still got lost -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CHEESEBURGER TIME&lt;/span&gt;. this part was so serious i can't even describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whilst passing china town*&lt;br /&gt;ham: so many asians ...&lt;br /&gt;man: IT'S CHINA TOWN !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOLLLL ... and i finally read book 37 of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; inuyasha&lt;/span&gt;. then realised i missed 36. outta stock. shit lol. i'll have to wait D: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MONSTERS VS. ALIENS&lt;/span&gt; ! HAHAHA. talked about this movie for ages. finally got to see it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INSECTOSAURUS&lt;/span&gt; IS SO DAMN COOL. i love it. i want one LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went home. sun was starting to set and i didn't want to go home in the dark incase that old guy drops his pants for me again LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ham&lt;/span&gt; for today. STOP SHOUTING ME YOU FREAKING ASSHOLE. I'LL BASH YOU &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; and you gotta take a photo with me next time. get a hair cut. and remember to look me in the face LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, awesome day. happy bday &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ham&lt;/span&gt;. love ya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;- amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-552877391831227792?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/552877391831227792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/ham-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/552877391831227792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/552877391831227792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/ham-day.html' title='ham day (: !'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8227580183801142896</id><published>2009-05-11T22:33:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:06:29.891+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MANDATE LOL (not a date)</title><content type='html'>THanks again Manda! IT was the best party I could have asked for~&lt;br /&gt;Hmm how to recount these past events?&lt;br /&gt;Well It's my birthday today (NOOOOoooooooooooo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who wished me a merry birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Manda for IRL cheeseburgers.&lt;br /&gt;She bought 2 more.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kinokuniya to read.&lt;br /&gt;She read a whole book in 20 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to Market City to go to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;Watched MONSTERS VS ALIENS.&lt;br /&gt;'Twas funny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to Station so Manda won't be late for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Separated.&lt;br /&gt;I went to buy some anime.&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs&lt;/span&gt;!!! It looks so good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else has happened? Oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I had to complete like.. 6 assessments in 2 days. IT WAS SO GAY WTF EAT BALLS DA FEI GEI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. when I had my silver hair someone pointed at me and said "It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Howl&lt;/span&gt;!" So I killed her D: ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.. OH YEAH? Did I ever mention that I bought a new camera? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Canon EOS 40D&lt;/span&gt; ($1200) + Standard Lens ($80) YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else what else? Hmm I've been playing more Neverwinter Nights 2 lately.. It's gotten pretty fun as I progressed further and further ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is over.. for 3 weeks.. Then I begin 4 new subjects and If I remember correctly are: Narrative and Character Development, Principles of 2D Modeling, Principles of 3D Modeling and something else.. Oh my god.. Someone mentioned to me that one of those subjects involve having to do a 3000 word essay.. Oh god.. I don't want to write about games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Star Trek looks really awesome. Explosions look pretty KEWWWWWWWWWL. I'm probably gonna go watch it alone.. like always.. Kinda like Quentin Tarantino as a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can watch Pulp Fiction and laugh anymore.. Not for at least 3 weeks though.. It's forever going to be associated with that damn essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knew that you could get sick of drawing so quickly? I love it but I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I've &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;finished reading Vince Flynn's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACT OF TREASON&lt;/span&gt;. Beautiful. And I hear they're going to adapt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONSENT TO KILL&lt;/span&gt; into a film! I hope they won't fuck it up D: ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else? .. Oh yeah @ QANTM my nicknames are~ Final Fantasy, Fantasy (which was derived from the original &gt;_&gt;) and Rubik's Cube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right.. Now that QANTM is over for now.. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY &lt;/span&gt;get to----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--Good evening Readers. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, think, and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well, certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8227580183801142896?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8227580183801142896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/mandate-lol-not-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8227580183801142896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8227580183801142896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/mandate-lol-not-date.html' title='MANDATE LOL (not a date)'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-167149901572163659</id><published>2009-05-02T23:17:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:44:09.225+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wolverine</title><content type='html'>first off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy bday to &lt;strong&gt;soklee&lt;/strong&gt; ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;sorry, couldn't come to your 18th ): !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;em&gt;parra &lt;/em&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;hui-elva&lt;/strong&gt; today. we were meant to meet at 12:12 but the douche missed her train so i had to wait half an hour ! RAWRRRR.  but yeah, thanks for coming anyway loser (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around shopping for a bit, then decided to watch a movie. called &lt;strong&gt;gino &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;lee&lt;/strong&gt; and we decided on &lt;em&gt;wolverine&lt;/em&gt;. ty to them for coming since they trained it from city. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha we went to &lt;em&gt;borders&lt;/em&gt; to read tashi ! well i wanted to read new tashi. but &lt;strong&gt;hui&lt;/strong&gt; gets bored really easily and kept interrupting my reading. just shut up you stupid girl ! LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gino&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;lee&lt;/strong&gt; come and we go to buy tickets. met &lt;strong&gt;angel &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; kez&lt;/strong&gt; ? not sure how to spell but chyeahh. went to food court and got myself some sweet pig fat in a cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we go back up to the cinema, i saw &lt;strong&gt;janet&lt;/strong&gt; ! OMG. should've told me you were going shopping at parra. you just said shopping ! i was at parra the wholeeeeeee day ! T_T !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wolverine&lt;/em&gt; was pretty damn good. even though half way through i realised i needed to pee. that was rather sucky. i have a few things to say about this film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) graphics were disappointng. wtf was with that shit explosion when he was walking away ? DUDE, THIS IS NOT THE 90'S !&lt;br /&gt;2) the actor changes for stryker in this movie. like they look NOTHING alike !&lt;br /&gt;3) deadpool was so damn ugly i had to cover my eyes. i've added the movie-version of him to my "things i'm scared of list" along with clowns, voldemort and michael jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that. a bloody good two hour movie that felt like half an hour. i'm cheap, and this was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- AMANDA ! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-167149901572163659?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/167149901572163659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/wolverine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/167149901572163659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/167149901572163659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/05/wolverine.html' title='wolverine'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-6337067877142146468</id><published>2009-04-25T16:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:24:50.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'>summary (:</title><content type='html'>i can't believe it. one week of holidays is nearly over. time doesn't just fly, it freaking zooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;em&gt;towers&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;amanda low&lt;/strong&gt;. we watched&lt;em&gt; ink heart&lt;/em&gt;. i had no expectations of it but ended up liking it. though i guess they could've re-written it from the start, but hey, then there'd be no movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie we went to eat, cheese burger for me =D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked around a bit then i walked her to the car park to wait for her dad to pick her up. cameron called so met up with him and had more cheese burger (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again to &lt;strong&gt;low&lt;/strong&gt; who came out at the last minute. you're awesome (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to go to &lt;em&gt;uni &lt;/em&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt;. argh, didn't have much sleep so i was really tired. but i ended up having fun anyway. really crap start though. missed my bus - again ! so had to wait anothr 40 minute. missing bus means missing train. rawr. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;strong&gt;justin&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;em&gt;kingswood&lt;/em&gt; bus stop so we bussed it together. totally forgot that you can't wear flip flops in the studio -_-;. s'alright. i'm a ninja, so i sort of just shift around when people come to check up on us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to say, &lt;strong&gt;antikowacky&lt;/strong&gt;. your patient with photography pisses me off ! he just stands there staring at the camera before taking one photo, staring again, then one more. OMG, GET IT OVER WITH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, this was the day where i started laugh-crying. psh, what the hell was that all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bussed home with &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;seth &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; justin&lt;/strong&gt;. thanks to &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt; for getting me to go. otherwise i might've just hermitted again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pouring like crazy when i woke up so whatever little possibility of going ice skating was crossed out immediately. the bus stop is like a half an hour walk from where i live, ok? spent ten minutes at&lt;em&gt; towers&lt;/em&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;ben&lt;/strong&gt;. then he ran away with his princess and left me there to rot. fuck you ! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally was meant to meet &lt;strong&gt;debbie&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;em&gt;max brenner&lt;/em&gt;. but she had homework and stuff. disappointment. but i see her and darling &lt;strong&gt;hui &lt;/strong&gt;next week so it's ok. (: hermitted at home. &lt;em&gt;WORLD RECORD&lt;/em&gt;. i was on the phone till 5:30 AM. doing what ? no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lee&lt;/strong&gt; had a dentist appointment. but it's ok because i pretty much died from last night's phone call and slept till 2PM. hermit (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to &lt;strong&gt;ritchie&lt;/strong&gt;. sorry for not going to your bday thing ): ! got up at 9 and bussed it to &lt;em&gt;parra&lt;/em&gt;. saw &lt;strong&gt;ibnu &lt;/strong&gt;at the bus stop so waited with him for his &lt;strong&gt;guitar heroes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met &lt;strong&gt;duy&lt;/strong&gt; downstairs. walked in a huge circle then we decided to watch&lt;em&gt; 17 again&lt;/em&gt;. went back downstairs and ate maccas. saw &lt;strong&gt;garmon&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;ibnu&lt;/strong&gt; and the other &lt;strong&gt;guitar hero&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't end up watching &lt;em&gt;17 again&lt;/em&gt; but instead saw &lt;em&gt;fired up&lt;/em&gt;. awesome movie. basically about two guys who go to cheer leading camp to get laid. &lt;em&gt;F- WHAT ?! F U !&lt;/em&gt; that's right. you heard me. &lt;em&gt;prohibidaboo&lt;/em&gt;. (: had maccas ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;duy&lt;/strong&gt; went home at nearly 4. thanks for coming out (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called&lt;strong&gt; garmon&lt;/strong&gt; and hung out for a bit. i learnt that maccas soft serve is sweet sweet pig fat and that you're meant to stand on the left side of escalators to let people pass. haha, thanks for that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home at 7 something and my &lt;strong&gt;mum&lt;/strong&gt; calls from USA ! i missed the last two phone calls so it was awesome to hear from her. yep, i miss my mummy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah .. &lt;strong&gt;cam &lt;/strong&gt;got some bad news. so he wasn't in the mood to talk on the phone. i think that sort of affected &lt;strong&gt;mum &lt;/strong&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to my little brother, &lt;strong&gt;cam&lt;/strong&gt;, freaking 15 now ! woke up at nearing 12. went out to the village to eat with my&lt;strong&gt; dad&lt;/strong&gt;, bought a birthday cake for &lt;strong&gt;cameron&lt;/strong&gt;. asian cakes are the best (: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad&lt;/strong&gt; drove me to &lt;em&gt;parra UWS&lt;/em&gt;. my library books are over due ! i renewed it again but i still gotta pay a fine. which sucks because you need to have money on your ID card to pay. rawr, now i do need a credit card &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;em&gt;parra westfield&lt;/em&gt; to pick up some stuff and buy milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, that was my holidays. no studying whatsoever. thumbs down. i'll do it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum comes home tomorrow. airport at 6:30. far out. i hate waking up early. but this time it's totally worth it. HAHA. feeling evil. don't be surprised if i wake one of you suckers up with me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=amanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-6337067877142146468?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6337067877142146468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/summary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/6337067877142146468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/6337067877142146468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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just got dogged three days in a row. far out ... i'm starting to doubt my own status and importance. am i really that unimportant that everybody puts me as last priority ? all this makes me feel as if all my friendships are one-sided. shit, that burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, to be fair i got dogged because of girlfriend issues, homework and a dentist appointment. which of course are all high priority. it just upsets me because in order to make plans with these people i've had to turn down others. which really just makes me feel even more like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. i hate this feeling i have right now. sort of a mix of jealousy, unloveness and shit. more painful than wisdom teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody, make me feel important again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3167322146113432528?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1611077164516203390</id><published>2009-04-20T22:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:46:19.086+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i think im crazy.</title><content type='html'>blog, i think i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, seriously. i think i possibly am crazy. insane. whoop whoop. whatever you want to call it. there has to be something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to uni today to help nicole do her excercise three. time passed really quickly and in the end, i'm glad that i got out of bed early that morning. it feels good to know i didn't let her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i was suppose to be an evil - joker like character but since i fail to look anywhere close to evil, i was then suppose to try screaming in a fustrated vented out way. failed again, my voice kept breaking haha. some how and eventually i ended up being a sad, depressed and some what stressed girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's going on. but as we bussed it home .. i don't even remember what we were talking about but i remember laughing really hard, so hard i had tears in my eyes then i started crying and laughing at the same time. i think i scared everybody. honestly, i sort of scared myself. somewhere in between some one told me to stop surpressing and i blurted some random blubber about myself, my parents and ... woah, i don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, seriously insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1611077164516203390?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1661407173080155673</id><published>2009-04-17T21:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:20:44.438+10:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive</title><content type='html'>i ended up staying at uni the whole day today. it felt surprisingly short since i didn't have any classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8 this morning and was just getting ready to leave when i got a text from duy so i had to call back. ended up being late for my 9 oclock bus so i had to wait till 9:40 for the next one and some how my thoughts ran back to how some one else was late last week. so i called garmon to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rararara the day goes on. nothing dramatic happens here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, even though i spent the whole day at uni, i didn't actually learn much till the ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately i've been hearing so many stories of apologies and forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sort of made me realise that i've actually already forgotten alot of the past now ... i'm not asking for forgiveness, but i'm willing to give it. so i made a phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didn't go so well (it never does when you call up someone and all you say is, I FORGIVE YOU), but i'm glad i did it anyway. ah well, i'm not a saint anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and hi to &lt;strong&gt;AMY&lt;/strong&gt; who has just dicovered this blog. thanks for today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that pretty much wraps up whatever i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i never noticed this before. but woah i actually eat alot of snacks and no meals. and although the doctor has said to stick to more fruit, nuts and bread. i'm thinking ... fruit jelly lollies, peanut butter and biscuits sound good enough right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title='forgive'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3628502311399206713</id><published>2009-04-13T18:42:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:09:22.986+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SeL9jiYcdRI/AAAAAAAAAig/68tjT9iZ7Z8/s1600-h/Pic-0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324096496471930130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SeL9jiYcdRI/AAAAAAAAAig/68tjT9iZ7Z8/s320/Pic-0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SeL9jbe7jAI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8S2CKE9aL2U/s1600-h/Pic-0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324096494620085250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SeL9jbe7jAI/AAAAAAAAAiY/8S2CKE9aL2U/s320/Pic-0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SeL9jSQoe0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EnXWUUdnmm8/s1600-h/Pic-0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324096492144196418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SeL9jSQoe0I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/EnXWUUdnmm8/s320/Pic-0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; SATURDAY (YESTERDAY)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you &lt;strong&gt;nicole &lt;/strong&gt;for taking me to church. WE FINALLY WENT ON OUR BEANIE HUNT. must take pictures of it later. IT'S A TIGER FOR MY HEAD. i've decided to name it &lt;strong&gt;zat&lt;/strong&gt;, yesssss, a name for my hat. &lt;strong&gt;ZAT&lt;/strong&gt; ! also thanks to &lt;strong&gt;christine, aj, leah&lt;/strong&gt; andddddd ... the &lt;strong&gt;sydney girls (jenny and ... SORRY. YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOUR NAME.)&lt;/strong&gt; for making it all more awesome. and the asian tourists who took a photo of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I GOT ATTACKED BY A SEAGULL. IT TRIED TO STEAL MY CHEESE BURGER. damn darling harbour and allll it's flying pets. =_=; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had dinner with my little cousin, &lt;strong&gt;lily&lt;/strong&gt;. the pictures above are of her. ISN'T SHE CUTE ? LOL. she kept saying to me &lt;em&gt;HUGGY !&lt;/em&gt; then grabbed me haha. told my brother she made me feel loved. he called me a pedofile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SUNDAY (TODAY)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS &lt;strong&gt;MICHAEL&lt;/strong&gt; for the lift this morning ! you're awesome !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i full freaked out last night koz i thought there was no public transport then &lt;strong&gt;michael the great&lt;/strong&gt; offered me a lift to parra. which is awesomeeeeee (: ! so i got upat 8 and walked to his house at 9. oh yeah, thanks for &lt;strong&gt;michael's mum&lt;/strong&gt; too LOL. she's awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met&lt;strong&gt; janet&lt;/strong&gt; and we walked around parra for abit then she took me on a tour around the wholeee of western sydney. we went from &lt;em&gt;PARRA &gt; BLACKTOWN &gt; PENRITH&lt;/em&gt;. haha, passed uni on the way ! i finally moved out of my box HAHA, much thanks to &lt;strong&gt;janet &lt;/strong&gt;(: ! btw, i'm sorry for falling asleep on the train LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAWRR. must post photos later. remind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; - man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3628502311399206713?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3628502311399206713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-yesterday-thank-you-nicole-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3628502311399206713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3628502311399206713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-yesterday-thank-you-nicole-for.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SeL9jiYcdRI/AAAAAAAAAig/68tjT9iZ7Z8/s72-c/Pic-0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1790086312770594819</id><published>2009-04-09T21:20:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:31:28.417+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sd3aSg_NC5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/164_SIQJ5z4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322650346249325458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sd3aSg_NC5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/164_SIQJ5z4/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome day today. all thanks to &lt;strong&gt;janet &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;sok&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;duy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is leaving tomorrow - two weeks without her cooking already makes me want to cry. of course, i'll miss my mum too LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it, still not sure what's happening this weekend. i hate unconfirmed plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1790086312770594819?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1790086312770594819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/awesome-day-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1790086312770594819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1790086312770594819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/awesome-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sd3aSg_NC5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/164_SIQJ5z4/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1413241222357563728</id><published>2009-04-08T22:44:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:18:28.420+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='..'/><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh It's been a while since I've written an entry. BLAME IT ON WORK! argh..too much work. QANTM was my first priority ~&lt;br /&gt;Humm let's see..not much has happened while I was gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a field trip for MED104 today ;D I only drew two pictures though.. Most of the time I was either exploring the old war bunkers or taking photos of the said bunkers.. It was kinda scary in there .. NO LIGHT AT ALL! Me and two other guys relied on mobile phone backlight and my camera's inbuild flash as a light source.. It was so freaky ..but kinda fun at the same time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. It was tiring..ran out of water..there were no vendors or shops around so I was DYING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111111111111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humm ...nearly went into an abestos fibre dust thingy cleanup area...there was a guy in a hazmat suit there telling us to gtfo or die. srzly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm let's see... went back to QANTM to do some work.. arrived at  and didn't do any work..facebooked monica telling her i didn't do any work and she dobbed on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum went to some ice cream restaurant to get ice cream.. i gotta do work before i sleeep... what else what else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyheX1vPhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/VuqKPlhunfo/s1600-h/bunnYLADY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyheX1vPhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/VuqKPlhunfo/s320/bunnYLADY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322306402812640786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Lady and ...Strange Rabbit. I &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyheT5va4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/6GoU2Z5IwWQ/s1600-h/4MONICA+ONLY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyheT5va4I/AAAAAAAAAO8/6GoU2Z5IwWQ/s320/4MONICA+ONLY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322306401755687810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She insisted on having the photo !! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyhekQJy-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/jDKLnyL_L3g/s1600-h/CANDY.dib"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyhekQJy-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/jDKLnyL_L3g/s320/CANDY.dib" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322306406144658402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO GET TO CANDY'S ROOM... WHO THE HELL IS CANDY? (I walked the darkness but I couldn't locate CANDY'S room.. I found a room with a blue door with some writing on the wall...but the photo was blurry so I deleted it.. Shit's scary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sdyhe_xGqVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/GcfI4TDGCgA/s1600-h/PITCHBLACK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sdyhe_xGqVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/GcfI4TDGCgA/s320/PITCHBLACK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322306413530622290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 'DARKNESS'&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PITCH BLACK!!!&lt;/span&gt; I shit you not.&lt;br /&gt;It was fucking scary. Tried to scare the shit out of Nick but Nick scared the shit out of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyhekOg7aI/AAAAAAAAAPM/t0CL0qP_lr8/s1600-h/HEARRRT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyhekOg7aI/AAAAAAAAAPM/t0CL0qP_lr8/s320/HEARRRT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322306406137785762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a love-heart-kinda-shaped-rock for you wankers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyjznL3_AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/u1q7DoYvTWI/s1600-h/IMG_5109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyjznL3_AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/u1q7DoYvTWI/s320/IMG_5109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322308966732528642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1413241222357563728?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1413241222357563728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1413241222357563728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1413241222357563728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SdyheX1vPhI/AAAAAAAAAO0/VuqKPlhunfo/s72-c/bunnYLADY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8937660286191958391</id><published>2009-04-04T20:23:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:24:18.954+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THANK YOU STEVEEEEEE FOR THE RIDE ON FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR AWESOME !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8937660286191958391?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8937660286191958391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-steveeeeee-for-ride-on-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8937660286191958391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8937660286191958391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-steveeeeee-for-ride-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2527226953080457196</id><published>2009-04-04T16:35:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:06:49.549+11:00</updated><title type='text'>average</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love can 爱可以 - david tao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to get my photos developed today for photomedia. HAHAHA the girl who did it for me looked like she wanted to laugh in my face when she saw them. it's like ex two where you take a picture of one object/place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the flu not only affected my throat but also my brain funtion because the topic i chose was none other than my personal shit hole. yes, a toilet. i even went and borrowed a light from my dad so i could make shadows and crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm off to my aunt's tonight where hopefully i'll start on some homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really gotta start getting more in to my work. like .. i do it. but i don't really put much thought in to it. sigh, i wonder when i'll ever find something i'm actually talented in or atleast have enough interest in to develop talent for. or maybe i'll just be an average person for the rest of my life. average appearance, average taste, average in school, average background, average, average, average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAHHHHH, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOLY SHIT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i just saw this bird crash in to a tree outside my bedroom window !!! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... that just made my day LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- MAN ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2527226953080457196?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2527226953080457196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/average.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2527226953080457196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2527226953080457196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/average.html' title='average'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1792950202164298151</id><published>2009-04-03T17:05:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:24:10.033+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;teardrops on my guitar - taylor swift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i honestly tried really hard not to insult anybody and stay as nice as possible. it's so damn hard. felt like i spent the whole day apologizing people. to the point where i wanted to slap myself accross the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the over polite amanda better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or the one whose straight out about everything ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt as if i wasn't being myself, it was uncomfortable. and the usual flow of words and chatter became a dripping tap where words would come out one by one slowly. it made me realise, i really am some one with no confidence, and talking was my cover up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it didn't help that i accidentally took two doses of night flu relief. felt so damn sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, i bumped in to my ex and we took the bus together. once again thoughts of apology and guilty just zoom in to my head. i hated myself at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as he was getting off, i said, "&lt;em&gt;sorry... for everything."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my some what surprise he turned around, looked me in the eye, smiled and said, "&lt;em&gt;it's ok."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of being forgiven ... is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of the hundreds of sorrys i said today, this one was the only one i truly meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;edit -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just left some one a truthful straight out facebook comment. i feel much more like myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1792950202164298151?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1792950202164298151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/teardrops-on-my-guitar-taylor-swift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1792950202164298151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1792950202164298151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/teardrops-on-my-guitar-taylor-swift.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3258272026496286062</id><published>2009-04-01T20:46:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:04:13.567+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you - blink 182&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so disorganised right now. JUST &lt;em&gt;ONE &lt;/em&gt;DAY and everything's bloody screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up this morning feeling ok, still sick but not too bad so got dressed and got in the car to go to the station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we near parra i got really squirmy ewww uncomfortable feeling. like everywhere. so i was moving around feeling like i wanted to throw up or suicide. so my mum was like, skip uni, get out of the car and grab a bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after two seconds of persuasion i said ok. got out of the car, walked in to westfield. sat my ass on their cold tile floor and cried because i was feeling so crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I &lt;em&gt;CRIED&lt;/em&gt; IN PUBLIC. first time. how humilating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people walked past looking at me as if i was a hobo or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calmed down, crawled a little further away from the door since it was cold. had some water then walked to the bathroom where i threw up the contents of my breakfast. jam pancakes reversed is disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked back out, sat down on the floor since i was feeling weak and feeble. called &lt;strong&gt;bronson&lt;/strong&gt; and weeped about my camera loan till he said he'd go tell the guy i'd be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pondered a bit more about actually going to uni. then walked to the bus stop at the pace of a snail and hopped on the first bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt; on the bus stop to apologize for dogging her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, to my room and WITHOUT CHANGING OR ANYTHING i went to sleep. THAT IS A BIG DEAL LOL. i have this obsession with having a clean bed at all times. so i never sleep in it with going out clothes or without showering and i hate other ppl sitting on it ... ESP PUTTING THEIR FEET ON IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, that's how dead i was. even left my mp3 on HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ty to &lt;strong&gt;nicoleeeeeeeeee &lt;/strong&gt;for her txt. god, it feels good to be loved LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished shooting my thing for photomedia just then and hopefully it'll be alright to hand the camera and my typo homework in on friday. i went to the doctors this arvo to get a med cert so it should be alright ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still feeling so damn fucking tired T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- mandaa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3258272026496286062?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3258272026496286062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-you-blink-182-i-am-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3258272026496286062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3258272026496286062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-you-blink-182-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7282373358635603098</id><published>2009-03-30T22:56:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:59:34.516+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;FUCK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS IT ALWAY THE NICE PEOPLE IN THE WORLD THAT GET HURT ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought being the one who hurt others would make me feel better. but my friends being hurt by other people LIKE &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;, just make me &lt;em&gt;sick&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yellow - cold play.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7282373358635603098?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7282373358635603098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7282373358635603098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7282373358635603098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1307332222018518062</id><published>2009-03-29T17:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:32:21.492+11:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky !</title><content type='html'>i honestly am running on some damn good luck lately, seriously, maybe it's because i recently got the nickname lucky off dear&lt;strong&gt; stephy&lt;/strong&gt;. either way, i am so &lt;em&gt;lucky &lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went shopping at dfo and i was just walking along and suddenly i realise i don't have my bag with me, shit ! LOL. run back to everywhere i've been in and i left it at convere. and luckily, &lt;em&gt;money and phone was still inside.&lt;/em&gt; (I AM ALSO&lt;u&gt; COMPLETEY&lt;/u&gt; BROKE NOW, but it's well worth it HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was at parra getting my film done with my mum. and she goes, what's in your back pocket ? it's sticking out. &lt;em&gt;NOTHING&lt;/em&gt; IS IN MY BACK POCKET, IT'S LIKE A FAKE POCKET. and she's like what's that grey thing ? fuck, it's my underwear &lt;em&gt;HAHAHAAHA&lt;/em&gt;. i wore the same pair of jeans on wednesday so i'm thinking, shit ? did anyone see ? still lucky it was my mum who found the hole hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;matt'&lt;/strong&gt;s party yesterday (&lt;em&gt;thanks for the invite&lt;/em&gt;) and i was in a huge rush, it starts at 6 and when i left the house it was 6:15 got there almost 6:30 and some how still managed to be the FIRST person there. apparently my clock runs too quickly ... lucky it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday and today i got parking as soon as i got in to the car park. THAT IS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LUCKY LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my &lt;em&gt;doraemon keyring&lt;/em&gt; came in the post yesterday. i ordered it &lt;em&gt;monthssss&lt;/em&gt; ago and it never came my mum already said no more online shopping. i had lost all hope it would come .. AND IT CAME ! it's on my keys right now =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had my first taste of pavlova and cheese cake at matt's ...&lt;em&gt; ewww&lt;/em&gt; LOL. i'll stick to my durian cake thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have also come to the realisation besides being lucky i am also very anti-social .. barely spoke last night. i just have nothing to say. maybe i just don't click with those people. either way, i guess i'll never be a party girl. ah well, hermit suits me fine *&lt;em&gt;thumbs up&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lucky - jason mraz &amp;amp; colbie calait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1307332222018518062?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1307332222018518062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1307332222018518062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1307332222018518062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/lucky.html' title='lucky !'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3040792914080084870</id><published>2009-03-26T18:55:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:16:13.351+11:00</updated><title type='text'>RESPONSE!</title><content type='html'>First of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Skipped the DES102 lecture again! YAY&lt;br /&gt;Michael is getting  a 360 + DSLR camera on the weekends! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;No one called me Final Fantasy today! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I've got a copy of Adobe Illustrator today! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I've got an essay due tomorrow! DAMN HELL BLUE PENIS!&lt;br /&gt;I've got an Illustrator project tomorrow! DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;Joy bought me on facebook! YAYERS?&lt;br /&gt;At QANTM we're getting a $5000 Macbook Pro for only $500! OH HELLS YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new BLACK, LEATHERBOUND, ENCHANTED (+5 AWESOME) sketchbook! YAY&lt;br /&gt;I've got a $16 mechanical pencil! YA- OHSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more YAYS and DAMNS but this is all I could come up with. Also, I have to get started on my assessment taskssss~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Amanda,&lt;br /&gt;Dear means&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; D&lt;/span&gt;ROP &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;VERYTHING &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ND &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;EAD! You've never blogged about useless stuff. Useless stuff has no use or purpose. You post, I read, I laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Also, don't ever shut your mouth~ Lest you become a boring person &gt;=| ..&lt;br /&gt;Heheh~ Not trying to cheer you up. More like.. assessing your written statement and correcting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLBTW I JUST REMEMBERED SOMETHING.. WHEN I WASSSS IN PRIMARY SCHOOL EVERY MONDAY WE'D HAVE TO SUBMIT A WRITTEN RECOUNT OF OUR WEEKENDS.&lt;br /&gt;I loved hide and seek and I played it on the weekends and so I wrote about it. Well I KIND OF wrote about it. Cause I was young and couldn't spell so I wrote Hide and Sex. I WAS YOUNG, I DIDN'T KNOWW HOW TO SPELL LOL~~!! I was around 3~5 years old so stfu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On saturday I played hide and sex with my friends. It was fun. I always hided behind the tree and my friend would always tried to sex me but he can't find me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lawdy lawdy. What hath I done?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3040792914080084870?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3040792914080084870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/response.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3040792914080084870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3040792914080084870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/response.html' title='RESPONSE!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1213518193465495219</id><published>2009-03-26T14:23:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:38:49.605+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've just realised that all i ever blog about is useless stuff and you know what.&lt;br /&gt;i think i might be scared to type what i think outloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is fucken crazy since i can never keep my mouth shut in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since when did i start caring about what other people think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels like i have alot to get off my chest now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i hate it when people judge from appearance. i hate myself even more for doing it. how do i stop it ? the world around me is so judgemental that i can't save myself from doing the same. if i ever met myself as another person, i think i'd hate myself. i hate that i can't keep my mouth shut, i hate how i keep insulting people, i hate how my brain thinks. i know it's wrong, yet my mind is in automatic drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't try to freaking cheer me up because by the time anybodys seen this. i would've gotten over it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've started to listen to music again. inspired by two guys playing a guitar near the bus shelter. not anything particular, but basically everything on my computers being played. though i have to admit not alot of it is good, it does remind me of old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"all at once" - the fray. ♪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1213518193465495219?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1213518193465495219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-just-realised-that-all-i-ever-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1213518193465495219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1213518193465495219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-just-realised-that-all-i-ever-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-728173812351783759</id><published>2009-03-23T17:24:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:35:56.429+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HAM REPORTING IN!</title><content type='html'>TODAYYY was okayy.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6 and arrived at Central station at 8:20!&lt;br /&gt;Bought a Chicken and Mushroom pie (ROOOOOO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MED101 today!&lt;br /&gt;We practiced writing scripts for tv shows and movies !&lt;br /&gt;The vending machine guy added a new drink to the drink vending machine!&lt;br /&gt;MOTHER!... for $3..&lt;br /&gt;It can't beat V though but I'm a cheap asian so QUANTITY ABOVE QUALITY! (in some cases)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lots of homeworrrrk today and a few things due by this friday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm the QUIET ONE in my class.. I'll try to be more confident next time =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photos today.. :( sorry.. But here's something random for fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScctsL1jpWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FzhDa_i0Ovk/s1600-h/1236605701173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScctsL1jpWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FzhDa_i0Ovk/s320/1236605701173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316268122249078114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANDA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-728173812351783759?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/728173812351783759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/ham-reporting-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/728173812351783759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/728173812351783759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/ham-reporting-in.html' title='HAM REPORTING IN!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScctsL1jpWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FzhDa_i0Ovk/s72-c/1236605701173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1648810020540250386</id><published>2009-03-22T17:39:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:41:09.715+11:00</updated><title type='text'>mander's MP3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScXdXOWwUxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/G5qCArjlTzw/s1600-h/IMG000076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315898326241006354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScXdXOWwUxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/G5qCArjlTzw/s320/IMG000076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lack of recent luvo-ing has caused my picture taking skills to deteriate. please pray for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1648810020540250386?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1648810020540250386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/manders-mp3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1648810020540250386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1648810020540250386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/manders-mp3.html' title='mander&apos;s MP3'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScXdXOWwUxI/AAAAAAAAAiA/G5qCArjlTzw/s72-c/IMG000076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2868539191869938417</id><published>2009-03-21T15:48:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T14:23:31.347+11:00</updated><title type='text'>old mcdonald</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScR49MWsOZPI/AAAAAdAAAAh4/e8rmf4ZAdRe0/s1600-h/IMG000068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_53155064528858d24754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLAd1Xo/ScR49MWOcZPI/AAAAAAAAAh4/e8rm4ZAdcRe0/s320/IMG0s00068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY HUGE HUGE&lt;em&gt; HUGEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/em&gt; CLIP !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could've gone to luna park today ! but i said no for &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt;. actually for &lt;strong&gt;janet&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;ham&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;sok&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;duy&lt;/strong&gt;. and i ended up going shopping with my mum and brother. &lt;em&gt;woo&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to harvey norman to get &lt;strong&gt;the brat (little brother)&lt;/strong&gt;'s mp3 and a rice cooker hehe ... rice ... then went to towers to eat mcdonalds, yummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM TALKING TO &lt;strong&gt;HAM&lt;/strong&gt; ON MSN RIGHT NOW. HI &lt;strong&gt;HAMMM&lt;/strong&gt; ~ =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got new ugg boots. when is winter ? june. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AIYAAA&lt;/em&gt; nothing to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old mcdonald had a farm ee i ee i OHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;and on that farm he had a ham.&lt;br /&gt;ee i ee i OHHH.&lt;br /&gt;and a hammy ham here ...&lt;br /&gt;and a hammy ham there ...&lt;br /&gt;ee i ee i OHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2868539191869938417?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2868539191869938417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-mcdonald.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2868539191869938417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2868539191869938417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-mcdonald.html' title='old mcdonald'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLAd1Xo/ScR49MWOcZPI/AAAAAAAAAh4/e8rm4ZAdcRe0/s72-c/IMG0s00068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3029331117012304136</id><published>2009-03-20T18:33:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:47:16.025+11:00</updated><title type='text'>30 minute TUTORIAL!</title><content type='html'>Well today was an eventful day (not)~&lt;br /&gt;I was 40 minutes late into the morning lecture so I just skipped it and sat down on the bean bags for a while..&lt;br /&gt;During the tutorial that followed, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lance&lt;/span&gt; (tutor) explained that the next two weeks will be based on a casual self study thing instead of a formal tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;So by the next two weeks I'll have to produce a vectorized self portrait and an Illustrator based poster!&lt;br /&gt;Oh I met someone new today~ His name is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENRIQUE&lt;/span&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScNJGRwAJBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c4hvKcag8aQ/s1600-h/IMG_2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScNJGRwAJBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c4hvKcag8aQ/s320/IMG_2195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315172357420098578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScNJUITXRMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nGcLHO4Wh5E/s1600-h/IMG_2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScNJUITXRMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nGcLHO4Wh5E/s320/IMG_2232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315172595402228930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I have to get up early tomorrow to submit my MED101 essay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on AMERICAN PSYCHO ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. ~&lt;br /&gt;hi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;manda&lt;/span&gt;, what's up?!&lt;br /&gt;hi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monica&lt;/span&gt;, going shopping tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3029331117012304136?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3029331117012304136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/30-minute-tutorial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3029331117012304136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3029331117012304136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/30-minute-tutorial.html' title='30 minute TUTORIAL!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScNJGRwAJBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c4hvKcag8aQ/s72-c/IMG_2195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2762894285316436430</id><published>2009-03-20T16:20:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:45:26.346+11:00</updated><title type='text'>PURE. AWESOME. NESS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315138140532662642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScMp-l6UYXI/AAAAAAAAAhw/IE4eDNNbFKM/s320/Photo0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT'S WITH THE TONGUE LOL ?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what an eventful day haha, full of jokes and PURE AWESOME NESS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had uni today, ARGH first time i tried to lie in instead of getting up straight away T_T .. that's not good man ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, got to uni and hung around with my class mates, i also booked my camera, yahoo ! sat with &lt;strong&gt;vicky&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;tijana&lt;/strong&gt; today LOL HAHA POOR&lt;strong&gt; JIMMY&lt;/strong&gt;, NO SEAT FOR YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw, new nickname for&lt;strong&gt; jimmy&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;PING/MING/JING/YING ZHAO&lt;/strong&gt; LOL. and &lt;strong&gt;vicky&lt;/strong&gt; has a &lt;em&gt;strawberry&lt;/em&gt; shaped head LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ty&lt;strong&gt; jazz&lt;/strong&gt; for drawing a really ... really ... &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; ... awesome pic of me HAHA. must scan it sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me and &lt;strong&gt;ming zhao&lt;/strong&gt; went to the bus talking bout his straightener. DUDE, STILL CAN'T BELIEVE YOU STRAIGHTEN YOUR HAIR. it's like a ball of fuzz, had to teach ming zhao how to straighten his hair properly. saw &lt;strong&gt;jono&lt;/strong&gt; so we bussed it together giving &lt;strong&gt;ming zhao&lt;/strong&gt; a tute on how to take care of his fuzz ball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL I TRIED TO MESS UP &lt;strong&gt;JONO'&lt;/strong&gt;S HAIR. he freaked so bad he jumped up and hit himself LOLLLLLL. classic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trained it home with &lt;strong&gt;ming zhao&lt;/strong&gt; and another&lt;strong&gt; oliver&lt;/strong&gt;. it was a full blown anime discussion that incl. figurines and games hehe. felt like such a dork, i've owned more stuff than those guys ! &lt;em&gt;bey blades, pokemon cards, pokemon 3d cards, digimon devices x 3, zoid figuirine &lt;/em&gt;etc. i'm just not smart enough to sell my stuff instead of chucking it out HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bussed it home, saw &lt;strong&gt;patrick&lt;/strong&gt; on the bus. he got on just as i was getting off ! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i tried to trick people in to thinking i was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;15&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today, only worked on a handful ... damn. maybe it's koz i was wearing a blouse today HAHA. next time i'll try it with a t-shirt and see how it rolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'M SEEING &lt;strong&gt;HAM &lt;/strong&gt;TOMORROW. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2762894285316436430?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2762894285316436430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/pure-awesome-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2762894285316436430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2762894285316436430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/pure-awesome-ness.html' title='PURE. 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NESS.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScMp-l6UYXI/AAAAAAAAAhw/IE4eDNNbFKM/s72-c/Photo0129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3043717139920859987</id><published>2009-03-19T20:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:26:19.570+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentations!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh Thursdays will be a little bit better now since Eric joined my class.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm no longer the odd number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today the two Commn Design classes merged together to show off presentations.&lt;br /&gt;Nick (american accent guy) did a presentation on the XBOX 360 RROD.&lt;br /&gt;over 9000/10 for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh lookie what I have here. A rare picture of me with half my face shown! WOAH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScIPXuoGGwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/aaXxqYBqYUQ/s1600-h/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScIPXuoGGwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/aaXxqYBqYUQ/s320/IMG_2079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314827410578217730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture is trying to say "HEY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANDA&lt;/span&gt;!! WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I DON'T COME ON SATURDAY?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3043717139920859987?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3043717139920859987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/presentations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3043717139920859987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3043717139920859987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/presentations.html' title='Presentations!!!!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/ScIPXuoGGwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/aaXxqYBqYUQ/s72-c/IMG_2079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2025678942313551335</id><published>2009-03-18T20:46:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:23:00.053+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScDDoAJBXEI/AAAAAAAAAho/qAItwy_6ykk/s1600-h/Photo0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314462649652417234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScDDn2SdEtI/AAAAAAAAAhg/XJzw79jTZNc/s320/Photo0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking like a fly with &lt;strong&gt;dane&lt;/strong&gt;'s sunnies haha &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;SETHHHH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314462639301532050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScDDnPunGZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/okO7wvn07E8/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; SHHHHH ... we're lesbians !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i learnt how to play pool yesterday ! thanks &lt;strong&gt;ritchie &amp;amp; stiff&lt;/strong&gt; for teaching me how lol ... sorry, i suck so much. and sorry to&lt;strong&gt; oliver&lt;/strong&gt; too for calling you gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesteday was so weird i took the train home with &lt;strong&gt;nicole &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;seth&lt;/strong&gt; and we saw &lt;strong&gt;serena&lt;/strong&gt; so she introduced us to some of her friends and &lt;em&gt;holy shit&lt;/em&gt;. i now have a friend who not only takes my train, bus, lives in my area but on my street ! he lives so close i could walky talky him LOL. thumbs up to you, &lt;strong&gt;michael&lt;/strong&gt;. what a &lt;em&gt;stalker&lt;/em&gt; ... hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i slept in till 12:30 today ! so i just stayed home and watched little britain LOL. far out, the weather is so damn hot again lately, i thought autumn was meant to be cooler,&lt;em&gt; GRHHH&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh well, a day off wasted doing nothing. approaches again tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SEE YOU ON SATURDAY, &lt;strong&gt;HAM&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;BR&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2025678942313551335?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2025678942313551335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/looking-like-fly-with-dane-s-sunnies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2025678942313551335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2025678942313551335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/looking-like-fly-with-dane-s-sunnies.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/ScDDn2SdEtI/AAAAAAAAAhg/XJzw79jTZNc/s72-c/Photo0140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-802255253079864553</id><published>2009-03-18T00:31:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:01:23.487+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoday!</title><content type='html'>So I woke up in the morning at around 10am and took the train to MUSEUM to meet up with 3 friends. First we went to eat~ I BOUGHT CHILI CHICKEN! (pic below, a bit blurry) It came with a little bit of kim chi but one of my friends ate it when i went to grab a drink. D: D: D: D: D:!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-pj5BJQKI/AAAAAAAAANs/b-wBJX8I84E/s1600-h/IMG_1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-pj5BJQKI/AAAAAAAAANs/b-wBJX8I84E/s320/IMG_1798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314152519386611874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-pkKESkKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AI6400GXugQ/s1600-h/IMG_1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-pkKESkKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AI6400GXugQ/s320/IMG_1800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314152523963207842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we all went to play Left4Dead together at CITY HUNTER~&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be Zoey :(&lt;br /&gt;After 3 hours of gaming, a friend had to leave to see his girlfriend or something so the rest of us left as well.&lt;br /&gt;By around 4pm we went looking around for photo opportunities. I didn't want to find an object and take pictures of it at a slanted angle, I wanted to find a subject and make it appear interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that was harder than usual ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I saw some superhero-like person handing out fliers.. The strange thing was that he was wearing a giant white swastika symbol on his chest. I'm pretty sure he didn't intend for it to promote nazism.. Or else It'd be a black symbol and a red and white costume.&lt;br /&gt;Enough about him, here are the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-rcskmQpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aYEVJwQTio4/s1600-h/IMG_1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-rcskmQpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aYEVJwQTio4/s320/IMG_1908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314154594809823890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-rcbRz5fI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5zATLdAErsY/s1600-h/IMG_1907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-rcbRz5fI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5zATLdAErsY/s320/IMG_1907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314154590167623154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere around Pitt St there was this man who was playing music with his acoustic guitar~ It kinda sounded like something you'd hear in The Mask of Zorro.. I don't know how to describe it.. Romantic and Passionate? But his facial expression didn't show it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-sTqpaYtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tqc_QMlyRNY/s1600-h/IMG_1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-sTqpaYtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tqc_QMlyRNY/s320/IMG_1918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314155539185951442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's about it for today~&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go to sleep anyway... have to wake up at 6 in the morning :(&lt;br /&gt;A one hour lecture at 9 ...then a 4 hour break :( then a 3 hour tutorial&lt;br /&gt;~ It's gonna be a long day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Hi MANDA! YOU PHOTOSHOPPED YOUR PERFECT PICTURE?!??! WHYYY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-802255253079864553?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/802255253079864553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/photoday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/802255253079864553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/802255253079864553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/photoday.html' title='Photoday!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb-pj5BJQKI/AAAAAAAAANs/b-wBJX8I84E/s72-c/IMG_1798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7776783998794809832</id><published>2009-03-17T16:52:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:15:32.681+11:00</updated><title type='text'>PING PONG !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sb8-sPMSQBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Dqd3R-sCOHc/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314035015033700370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sb8-sPMSQBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Dqd3R-sCOHc/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy, i wish i was weekend again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just made it on to the train with &lt;strong&gt;louise&lt;/strong&gt; this morning, just like two minutes and i'm doomed. and bronson wasn't even on the train like he said he would be. bastard LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uni is so&lt;em&gt; repetitive&lt;/em&gt; that i don't even know what to blog about now. there is no excitement !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after first lecture went to cottage and sat with the group, then dogged them for&lt;strong&gt; jennie &amp;amp; amanda low&lt;/strong&gt; (yes, she has the same initals and first name as me LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AIYA MY DAY WAS SO BORING LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another lecture spent passing drawings haha. ranga land HAHAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANOTHER LECTURE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOME TIME !! i met twoooo new people today HEHE, &lt;strong&gt;vonnie &amp;amp; jonno&lt;/strong&gt; (i think ...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;poo, i have lots of work due tomorrow LOL T_T ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOOK &lt;strong&gt;HAM&lt;/strong&gt;, NO TEETH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314035020240169426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sb8-silmqdI/AAAAAAAAAhI/u4CSXrXckkk/s320/Photo0122a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TA DA =D ! (from &lt;strong&gt;janet'&lt;/strong&gt;s bday night)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got my photos back today as well, out of&lt;em&gt; 24&lt;/em&gt; i like ... &lt;em&gt;5 or 6&lt;/em&gt; LOL. i only need four anyway so hope it all goes well. i will have to sign up to take a camera home, maybe next monday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL THE POSTER ON MY WALL JUST FELL OFF. &lt;em&gt;woah&lt;/em&gt;, i went to put the poster back up just then and found one of my earrings lying on the floor, HOW DID THAT GET THERE. &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, a hi a ho it's off to work i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PING PONG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PING PONG PING&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PONG PING PONG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PING P O NG&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7776783998794809832?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7776783998794809832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/ping-pong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7776783998794809832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7776783998794809832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/ping-pong.html' title='PING PONG !'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sb8-sPMSQBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Dqd3R-sCOHc/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-43947037426278010</id><published>2009-03-17T00:06:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:22:54.086+11:00</updated><title type='text'>V doesn't work</title><content type='html'>HI EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;Hi MONICA~&lt;br /&gt;HI MARGARET~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no blog~ I GOT A NEW CAMERA!&lt;br /&gt;The Canon EOS 40D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...$1300+ GONE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb5Pm2xx-YI/AAAAAAAAANU/taOgqSfqkDs/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb5Pm2xx-YI/AAAAAAAAANU/taOgqSfqkDs/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313772139301697922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooray for being poor again!&lt;br /&gt;Haha nah.. I'm still moderately rich~&lt;br /&gt;So I handed in my essay today..without submitting a bibliograpgy (OH SHIT)!!&lt;br /&gt;During the lecture I kind of dozed off.. I went to buy V during the lecture but that didn't work~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh tutorials werre fun! I got to videos using FINAL CUT PRO! A mac-only software.. Should I get myself a mac? .. humm..nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been slacking off so much lately D:  ..&lt;br /&gt;I'll NEVER procrastinate again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's technically TUESDAY now!! Which means I get a day off! Not so much a day off from WORK but a day off from TRAVEL and CLASS.. I still have a film analysis essay due this friday, a short power point presentation on thursday and a mini documentary to be completed some time during this week. OMG The workload sucks balls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna end it here!&lt;br /&gt;MANDA, you should..blog after reading this ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. some mentos and mineral water for you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb5SXSHFQvI/AAAAAAAAANk/PpJHJsEdeRc/s1600-h/IMG_1675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb5SXSHFQvI/AAAAAAAAANk/PpJHJsEdeRc/s320/IMG_1675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313775170295775986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb5SXDhF0tI/AAAAAAAAANc/lMV9bN1ymjM/s1600-h/IMG_1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb5SXDhF0tI/AAAAAAAAANc/lMV9bN1ymjM/s320/IMG_1633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313775166378332882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living the dream~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-43947037426278010?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/43947037426278010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/v-doesnt-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/43947037426278010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/43947037426278010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/v-doesnt-work.html' title='V doesn&apos;t work'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sb5Pm2xx-YI/AAAAAAAAANU/taOgqSfqkDs/s72-c/IMG_0161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7510061545166808035</id><published>2009-03-14T20:36:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:17:55.126+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the world's greatest shave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;first off, THANK YOU TO &lt;strong&gt;JANET&lt;/strong&gt; FOR INVITING ME YESTERDAY. happy early b'day, buddy ! sorry for being so quiet the whole night LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world's greatest shave today&lt;em&gt; !&lt;/em&gt; went with &lt;strong&gt;cameron &lt;/strong&gt;to get his head shaved, he looks like a freaking monk now &lt;em&gt;HAHAHAA&lt;/em&gt;. and his head is so bloody soft, i thought shaved heads were meant to be prickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of shaving ... i think i need one too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312975721748136866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sbt7RQMSg6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/N6tjLqx6bNI/s320/IMG000054.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;*strokes beard*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i am bored to such an extent that not even a flying alien pig with free porn would interest me. help &lt;em&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7510061545166808035?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7510061545166808035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/worlds-greatest-shave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7510061545166808035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7510061545166808035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/worlds-greatest-shave.html' title='the world&apos;s greatest shave'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sbt7RQMSg6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/N6tjLqx6bNI/s72-c/IMG000054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8846276619764840935</id><published>2009-03-13T21:14:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:23:23.831+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRAY PAINTING!</title><content type='html'>YAY Today we got to do stencil art. IT WAS SO AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I didn't walk into any poles or raccoons today ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbozagZzeCI/AAAAAAAAANE/gpgxzqvJwAk/s1600-h/13-03-09_1728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbozagZzeCI/AAAAAAAAANE/gpgxzqvJwAk/s320/13-03-09_1728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312615240904701986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             THIS IS MY COOL FACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sboz5tnwSGI/AAAAAAAAANM/qEK8qAGwnNQ/s1600-h/13-03-09_1736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/Sboz5tnwSGI/AAAAAAAAANM/qEK8qAGwnNQ/s320/13-03-09_1736.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312615777028819042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE REST LOLOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8846276619764840935?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8846276619764840935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/spray-painting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8846276619764840935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8846276619764840935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/spray-painting.html' title='SPRAY PAINTING!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbozagZzeCI/AAAAAAAAANE/gpgxzqvJwAk/s72-c/13-03-09_1728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-5724413464095744970</id><published>2009-03-11T19:31:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:53:56.151+11:00</updated><title type='text'>expiration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbeBZgzPrGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JHEM2jfghgfjhgjk9yx4/s1600-h/Photo0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311856560808373346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLAghjghj1Xo/SbeBZgzPrGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JHEM2jk9yx4/s320/Photo0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;good morning =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbeBZqMS_7I/AAAAAAAAAgY/FXCZbTlftd4/s1600-h/Photo0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311856563329367986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbeBZqMS_7I/AAAAAAAAAgY/FXCZbTlftd4/s320/Photo0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and uh, good afternoon ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdsfgLA1Xo/SbeBZumMwZI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/OY-eFwSLU4g/s160sd0-h/Photoxv0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311856564511752594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLgA1Xo/SbeBZumdMwZI/AAAAAdAAAAgQ/OY-egFwSLU4g/s320/Photfo0118z.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was sort of excited to see a camera ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbeBZdG3fbI/AAAAAAAAAgfsI/rhj-LL4UR7ss/s1600-h/Photo011c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311856559816932v786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1dXo/SbeBZdG3fbIg/AAAAAAAAAgI/rhj-LL4zxUR7s/s320/Photo01x17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA. &lt;strong&gt;NICOLE&lt;/strong&gt;EEE &amp;amp; I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AIYAH ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had to train alone again, ty &lt;strong&gt;ham&lt;/strong&gt; for texting me LOL. i was getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met up with&lt;strong&gt; bronson&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;claire&lt;/strong&gt; and went to the library to chill for a bit before they had to run to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had photomedia next and&lt;em&gt; OMGGG&lt;/em&gt;, MY NEGATIVES DIDN'T WORK OUT T_T !! damn the cottage and their freaking expired film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so after class i went with &lt;strong&gt;bronson&lt;/strong&gt; to the cottage to buy more film (thanks for staying with me), made sure it wasn't expired LOL, i had aus design next. PROJECT DUE NEXT WEEK I THINK. crap ! must email partner, &lt;strong&gt;seth&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had to wait for &lt;strong&gt;flamingo &lt;/strong&gt;to come so i walked down to the pond to grab some photos. one click, two clicks and i some how managed to use up most of my film by the time he got here HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library, clicked off a few more shots then went back to BJ to return the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with &lt;strong&gt;nicole,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;kelly&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;charli&lt;/strong&gt; before typo. TY TO &lt;strong&gt;NICOLE&lt;/strong&gt; for waiting for me before going home &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;far out, i thanked so many people in this post ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, i went to the cottage later on with &lt;strong&gt;nicole &lt;/strong&gt;to get some chocolate. and when i opened the packets, THEY WERE EXPIRED. &lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt; IS EVERYTHING FROM THE COTTAGE EXPIRED ? I AM GONNA SUE THEIR ASSES. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-5724413464095744970?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5724413464095744970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/expiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5724413464095744970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5724413464095744970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/expiration.html' title='expiration.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLAghjghj1Xo/SbeBZgzPrGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/JHEM2jk9yx4/s72-c/Photo0114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3357347487233017680</id><published>2009-03-11T19:00:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:12:36.330+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Today was an alright day.. I now remember more names!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;Thomas..J.J... Um..(I'm typing as I go) .. Umm&lt;br /&gt;LOL CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it ..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today was MED104&lt;br /&gt;I had a FOURRRRRR hour break in between my lecture and my tutorial so we went out to OPORTO with my circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;STRANGELY, THERE WAS A LOT OF TALK ABOUT A "BLUE PENIS" ..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. weird.. Everyone's probably gay on Wednesdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trawled the city today and I've found a few things I want to buy .. D= ..&lt;br /&gt;All totalling up to about $800 !!!!!! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;So If you guys read this.. and you're kind enough.. ;D accompany me on my birthday and buy me lots of stuff. Expensive stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love everyone! But no one loves me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY WEDNESDAY GUYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3357347487233017680?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3357347487233017680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3357347487233017680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3357347487233017680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-wednesday.html' title='Today is Wednesday!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-4713944121959703283</id><published>2009-03-10T22:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:38:00.767+11:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW LAYOUT !</title><content type='html'>new layout credit to &lt;strong&gt;.fourth!romance&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;blogskins&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hurray !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f i n a l l y    no boring plain white layout HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this causes for a celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm tired so i think i'll go to bed instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-4713944121959703283?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4713944121959703283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-layout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4713944121959703283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4713944121959703283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-layout.html' title='NEW LAYOUT !'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-6859346405544598956</id><published>2009-03-09T20:53:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:51:50.639+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME TO THE SHOWTIME!</title><content type='html'>Today I messed with random sci fi garbage.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH OMG English dubbing over OLD OLD chinese films = THE BOMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LOOKS LIKE YOU FORGOT YOUR HAMMER GRANDMASTER, IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love FINAL CUT PRO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't much to do today, had a bottle of water.. for some reason, today the water tasted REALLY REALLY good.&lt;br /&gt;Strange, but I guess it's a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After college, I went to the city and I saw that same girl again (haven't mentioned her before). She's got long, straight, brown hair and wears glasses and and has puffy-ish cheeks. SHE'S REALLY GOOD AT THE PERCUSSIONFREAKS GAME!! And I walked by her and she smiled at me and then I ate a lot of butterflies and then my stomach was full of butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who she waits for though, probably just hanging around. (None of my business anyway XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM... Met up with a friend and took the train to redfern to wait for another friend then took the train back to cabramatta and then I took the bus with one friend and returned home and LALALA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbTpSuEuYyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kMHT4Y6An5g/s1600-h/1236500262801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbTpSuEuYyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kMHT4Y6An5g/s320/1236500262801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311126368391422754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbTpSiA9kyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/aHp7CDIErWA/s1600-h/1236502092001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbTpSiA9kyI/AAAAAAAAAM8/aHp7CDIErWA/s320/1236502092001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311126365154415394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p.s look at the baby and the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I made sense ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-6859346405544598956?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6859346405544598956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-showtime.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/6859346405544598956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/6859346405544598956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-showtime.html' title='WELCOME TO THE SHOWTIME!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbTpSuEuYyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kMHT4Y6An5g/s72-c/1236500262801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7193171826323753985</id><published>2009-03-09T20:06:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:36:55.462+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i am asian :)</title><content type='html'>i am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY &lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no &lt;em&gt;ideaaaaa&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a txt from &lt;strong&gt;flamingo &lt;/strong&gt;this morning and he's all, hahahahaha ill see you later. BUT HE TEXTS ME AS IM GOING OUT THE DOOR THAT HE'S NOT GOING. LOL.&lt;em&gt; jiggerrr&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked out to catch the bus at around 11-something and saw &lt;strong&gt;connie&lt;/strong&gt;. haven't seen her for &lt;em&gt;ages&lt;/em&gt; but she's moved to parra now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got to parra i saw&lt;strong&gt; tijiana&lt;/strong&gt; ! LOL. i see everybody, we caught the train together to uni and just hung around the library a bit. the library is &lt;u&gt;HUGE&lt;/u&gt;. i never realised until i went in there today but chyeahh ... saw &lt;strong&gt;claire&lt;/strong&gt;, so sat with her, then &lt;strong&gt;bronson&lt;/strong&gt; came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE GOT HIS PIERCING. it's so small LOL. and he's all "&lt;em&gt;i'm scared my mum will see it&lt;/em&gt;" HAHHAAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lecture was BOR-&lt;em&gt;RINGGGG&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;nicole &lt;/strong&gt;wasn't sitting with us because she was in the other room but we trained it home together anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, &lt;strong&gt;nicole &lt;/strong&gt;mentioned that my eyes look too big in luvos and how i always take them from a high angle. so here is one to do her proud ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbTiExkF14I/AAAAAAAAAgA/aH2ijSEc7Xk/s1600-h/IMG000032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311118432228726658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbTiExkF14I/AAAAAAAAAgA/aH2ijSEc7Xk/s320/IMG000032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am asian :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay, so it's a webcam pic but i'm feeling lazy lately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7193171826323753985?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7193171826323753985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-asian.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7193171826323753985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7193171826323753985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-asian.html' title='i am asian :)'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbTiExkF14I/AAAAAAAAAgA/aH2ijSEc7Xk/s72-c/IMG000032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1755313403293532747</id><published>2009-03-08T23:07:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:16:55.121+11:00</updated><title type='text'>MANDANIMATED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbO1pI7Ih0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/nkWETNgWx1A/s1600-h/MANDAPOOp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbO1pI7Ih0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/nkWETNgWx1A/s320/MANDAPOOp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310788103974717250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WHAT THE SHIT ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1755313403293532747?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1755313403293532747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-shit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1755313403293532747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1755313403293532747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-shit.html' title='MANDANIMATED!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbO1pI7Ih0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/nkWETNgWx1A/s72-c/MANDAPOOp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-5667230092262287948</id><published>2009-03-08T22:58:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:00:06.963+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TROLL VS. HAM</title><content type='html'>ham has this stupid idea that he looks like a troll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in order to prove he isn't, i have drawn you pictures of a troll and ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbOy_xdfY6I/AAAAAAAAAf4/1HQIPi1YIiA/s1600-h/troll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310785194278478754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbOy_xdfY6I/AAAAAAAAAf4/1HQIPi1YIiA/s320/troll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbOy_ufsYTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IvRNyz2UblM/s1600-h/ham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310785193482412338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbOy_ufsYTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IvRNyz2UblM/s320/ham.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;... very different don't you think ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-5667230092262287948?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5667230092262287948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/troll-vs-ham.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5667230092262287948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5667230092262287948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/troll-vs-ham.html' title='TROLL VS. HAM'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbOy_xdfY6I/AAAAAAAAAf4/1HQIPi1YIiA/s72-c/troll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-5818457965624886527</id><published>2009-03-08T16:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:47:05.995+10:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, it has been confirmed ...</title><content type='html'>THAT I AM A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;G E N I U S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHHAHA. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, let me post this picture of my typography homework that i finished yesterday. apparently it is called a self-portrait. it is probably the best self-portrait i have ever done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfdfgdfSdLA1Xo/SbNZP4dfgfdfgjhgjGBC9I/AAAAAhgjghjAAAAfg/kqRdI18oqN8/s1hjghjhj600-h/IMghjhgG000017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310686514890dfgdf476dfgdfg498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://2.bpdfg.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbNZP4GBC9I/AAAAAAAAdfgdfgAfg/kqRdIdfb18oqN8/s320/IMG00dfgdf0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISS*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i spent the entire day on it so i am mighty proud ... LOL. over a piece of paper ... &lt;em&gt;what is wrong with me ? &lt;/em&gt;T_T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I DID MY COMMUNICATIONS QUIZ &lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt; first i did homework, then i did an assessment. seriously, when did i turn in to such a nerd LOL. anyway, your meant to do the readings but i read the first reading, half of the next one and i didn't realise i had to do another two so i foolishly logged on to do my quiz and ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well i freaked out when i realised it referred to the other readings LOL. but i just looked at the textbook and googled some stuff as i went along and in the end ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;90%&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! I TOLD YOU I WAS A GENIUS. THANK YOU, &lt;strong&gt;GOD &lt;/strong&gt;! YOU &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; ME AFTER ALL ! AND I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EEEEEEEEER&lt;/em&gt; YOU TOO ! &lt;3&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;you get two attempts and i only got 80% for my next one but hey, 90 i am happy with since i didn't study much. YAHOO &lt;em&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it's rainy today so i didn't get to go to cricket, atleast i got the quiz off my chest. now for another week of cruising through uni.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;zen style.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ham&lt;/strong&gt; should stop hiding face behind logos. or else i'll begin to think that is your face ... hahahahaa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-5818457965624886527?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5818457965624886527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-it-has-been-confirmed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5818457965624886527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/5818457965624886527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-it-has-been-confirmed.html' title='yes, it has been confirmed ...'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-4230597716543817639</id><published>2009-03-08T15:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:45:41.558+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The FACE OF HAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbNMtdK-IZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Grmt3Er6Cwc/s1600-h/IMG_0555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbNMtdK-IZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Grmt3Er6Cwc/s320/IMG_0555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310672729408414098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;What's in a name&lt;/em&gt;? That which we call a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ham&lt;/span&gt;. By any other &lt;em&gt;name&lt;/em&gt; would taste as juicy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Shakespeare's Ham-let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-4230597716543817639?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4230597716543817639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-of-ham.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4230597716543817639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/4230597716543817639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-of-ham.html' title='The FACE OF HAM'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SbNMtdK-IZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Grmt3Er6Cwc/s72-c/IMG_0555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3553074316896813910</id><published>2009-03-07T20:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:35:14.427+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Ugly</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up at around 10. No one was at home.&lt;br /&gt;And that was the best part of my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just going to ramble on and on about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;4 Assignments.&lt;br /&gt;2 Essays&lt;br /&gt;1 Logo&lt;br /&gt;1 Short Documentary&lt;br /&gt;FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is almost over :( ..Then it's sunday..and sunday = the day before monday which means monday is close and on monday I have morning classes but monday = the day before tuesday so that means tuesday comes after monday and on tuesday I have a day off class YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I SUDDENLY LOVE THE WORLD!!! But I still hate THURSDAYS..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Thursdays with the crappy theory work and stupid guy who always shows me videos of his car (LIKE I CARE YOU DOUCHEBAG!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should never buy coffee or tea or milk at my campus's coffee/tea and milk vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Watchmen :( SOMEONE WATCH WITH ME HARRO PREEZ?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, I should rent FIGHT CLUB as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE WORLD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3553074316896813910?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3553074316896813910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleeping-ugly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3553074316896813910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3553074316896813910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleeping-ugly.html' title='Sleeping Ugly'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-8310859879602458483</id><published>2009-03-07T17:17:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:51:39.667+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i love nemo ! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>i &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be doing my typography homework, yes, &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt;. but i'm not because i'm typing this. hah &lt;em&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to parra today to process my negatives and get my bank paper. i forgot what size i was meant to get so i had to call &lt;strong&gt;bronson&lt;/strong&gt;. it was to call him ! it was weirder that he knew the answer ! that boy must be taking brain pills koz he is getting smart. &lt;em&gt;BERROCCA PERFORMANCE&lt;/em&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also got the 0.1 felt tip and a pack of connetor pens - come on we all loved them. hehe, i remember putting them in rainbow order when i was younger. im hoping ill be able to use them in some way this year LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other wise i can just build my own connector pen tower and be a&lt;em&gt; princess&lt;/em&gt; of said tower haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, oh, i also got a nemo book haha. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfScvbvcdLA1Xo/SbIVRhp5mHI/AAAAcvbvccvbvAAAAAfY/REAR86x8_CE/s1600-h/IMG000006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310330301459306610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbIVRhpcvb5mHI/AAAAAcvbvcAAAAfY/cvbvcREAR86x8_CE/s320/IcvbvcMG000006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;princess of connector pen tower &lt;strong&gt;loves &lt;/strong&gt;nemo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm using it for uni from now on, just because the cover is so cute hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my negatives came out so shit ! i think the camera's, i was using, had a broken light meter because the light reading must've been really off. far outttt, gotta be more careful when i'm developing now. &lt;em&gt;GRHHHHHH&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;expired film, broken light meter, CHUCK WHATEVER YOU HAVE AGAINST ME. I AM&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THE LEAST AFRAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, uh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please don't hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway got home and &lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt; texts me so now we're chatting on msn. &lt;strong&gt;NICOLE&lt;/strong&gt;, I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS. YOU ARE COOL. cooler than green jelly with rainbow lollies inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday is almost over, sunday then monday is school again. &lt;em&gt;FAR&lt;/em&gt;, so fast. i have to wear something colourful on monday since everybodies starting to notice i only wear black and white ... I SHALL BE LIKE A &lt;em&gt;R A I N B O W&lt;/em&gt;. bright and gay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, fair maidens and dudes, i must travel far and very far to tackle my typography homework. alas, we must part ... cya later, alligator&lt;em&gt; !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-8310859879602458483?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8310859879602458483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-nemo-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8310859879602458483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/8310859879602458483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-nemo-3.html' title='i love nemo ! &lt;3'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SbIVRhpcvb5mHI/AAAAAcvbvcAAAAfY/cvbvcREAR86x8_CE/s72-c/IcvbvcMG000006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-9891243221351535</id><published>2009-03-06T20:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:17:04.208+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm done with you! BEGONE!</title><content type='html'>It's over.&lt;br /&gt;It's OFFICIALLY over.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so over you already ;D..&lt;br /&gt;..Illustrator tutorials are finally OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In week 7 I'll be learning PHOTOSHOP CS4 in Principles of Design!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Today was alright.. I was late for my DES101 lecture!! (NOOOOOOOOOOO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should learn to sleep earlier next time D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS GONNA WATCH WATCHMEN TODAY BUT..&lt;br /&gt;..'ACCIDENTALLY' BOUGHT FOOD AND NO MONEYYYYYYYY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I'm getting my DSLR sooon~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! BIG NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw like the most prettiest girl on the train! She sat next to me and asked about me and we talked a lot! Then somehow, I mustered up over 9000 courage and asked if she wanted to go out with me for coffee or ice cream. SHE SAID YES!!&lt;br /&gt;And then.. I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My college's vending machine sells TUNA TO GO. like wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-9891243221351535?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/9891243221351535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-done-with-you-begone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/9891243221351535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/9891243221351535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-done-with-you-begone.html' title='I&apos;m done with you! BEGONE!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1858377306292075610</id><published>2009-03-06T16:26:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:52:12.786+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the zen master ...</title><content type='html'>(&lt;em&gt;continuing from title&lt;/em&gt;) ... is going to &lt;strong&gt;janet&lt;/strong&gt;'s bday dinner. yahoo !&lt;br /&gt;it's a black and white theme and i'm all fussed on what to wear now haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had approaches to communication this morning and met&lt;strong&gt; gloria&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;jenny&lt;/strong&gt; on the train,&lt;strong&gt; gloria&lt;/strong&gt; has the most funniest laughing style where she sticks her arms out, palms towards the sky LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with them to borrow the camera and then walked to bb to meet up with &lt;strong&gt;jazz&lt;/strong&gt;. seriously the library is huge and i walked right past her without see her LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked back to bj and just chatted randomly until others came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omggggg, the debate in class was so good. what am i going to d&lt;em&gt;oooooo&lt;/em&gt; &gt;_&lt; ! lucky i'm in week 13 hehe. i'll worry about it when it comes. after class bussed it to kingswood with&lt;strong&gt; jimmy&lt;/strong&gt; to buy my text book, $62.10. LOL why the 10 cents ?! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw &lt;strong&gt;claire &lt;/strong&gt;on the way back and trained it with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh, nothing special today LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdfhfdgdLA1Xo/SbC5jvfQinI/AAAAAAAAfghfgAfQ/5488zG2fghgfdyCk/s1600-h/Photo0fghfg096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309947984363948658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLfghfgA1Xo/SbC5jfghfgvfQinI/AAAAAAAfghgfAAfQ/5488zG2dyfghfghCk/s320/Photo0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't smile in a photo, you look like this. a stoner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i've noticed the pupil (that's the black ball thing, right?) of my eye looks bigger in pictures, maybe it's my camera phone that does that ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i got a new straightener &lt;em&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;thank god koz i was sick of having to brush my hair all the time. i broke the old one a while ago and finally i have a new one. it's the &lt;u&gt;remington mini&lt;/u&gt;, so small that it fits in to my bag and cheap too because it's a mini version (which is good because i'm a poor uni student, &lt;em&gt;remember ?)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;another good thing is i kept touching my neck accidentally when i had the long version, therefore burning myself. the small one can't even reach my neck &lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;awesome !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the old problem keeps occuring. when i straighten at night it's all &lt;u&gt;wavy&lt;/u&gt; again in the morning. &lt;em&gt;grhh&lt;/em&gt; ! it managed to stay sorta straight today but most times it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt; on hair problems. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i have to go buy bank paper and get my film processed tomorrow. AND &lt;s&gt;BEEP&lt;/s&gt; .... still haven't finished my damn readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm off to go grab a shower and de-stress. too much stress gives you pimples ! (atleast that's what &lt;strong&gt;the boss [mum]&lt;/strong&gt; says.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1858377306292075610?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1858377306292075610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/zen-master.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1858377306292075610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1858377306292075610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/zen-master.html' title='the zen master ...'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLfghfgA1Xo/SbC5jfghfgvfQinI/AAAAAAAfghgfAAfQ/5488zG2dyfghfghCk/s72-c/Photo0096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3190244580424949421</id><published>2009-03-04T22:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:14:17.049+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Filming, 4 Hour Breaks, Bums on the train..</title><content type='html'>Today was a GOOD day. Homework was due today.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU HIGHSCHOOL CHILDREN!!!&lt;br /&gt;You block the doorways, you sit on the bloody stairs.&lt;br /&gt;If I had a taser, I'd TASE you all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I had to stand up THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE TRIP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, things got better. We got to film parts of our mockumentary today!&lt;br /&gt;It was all good, about 90% of our material was improv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had MED104 with Idis.&lt;br /&gt;His last name is Art. =| ... How fitting...&lt;br /&gt;We learned the ways of cross hatching. It was freaaaaaking awesome~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. homework was due today... I didn't finish everything.. Didn't have time. (Some admin guy told me to GTFO because it was closing time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 15 minute mid tute break, we discussed music and everyone starts talking about rock bands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the class was okay, I like MED104. It's easily one of my most favourite classes. AND MED101 with Andrew Scott.&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is 'meh'~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERe'S A BLOODY KITCHEN IN MY CAMPUS WTF I'M BRINING NOODLESSSS NEXT TIME!!!!!!!!!!!111111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG on the trip back from city there was this hobo who kept shouting out loud about something to do with HIS VAGINA. YES! HIS + VAGINA.&lt;br /&gt;HE LOOKED LIKE SANTA CLAUSE!!!!!!!!!!1111111111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have school tomorrow at 2PM..Manders has a day off =/ lucky~`&lt;br /&gt;at least I get a bit of EXTRA sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;(MONICA I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS :|)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- hamders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3190244580424949421?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3190244580424949421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/filming-4-hour-breaks-bums-on-train.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3190244580424949421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3190244580424949421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/filming-4-hour-breaks-bums-on-train.html' title='Filming, 4 Hour Breaks, Bums on the train..'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-1256503874305436897</id><published>2009-03-02T21:59:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:52:46.851+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karaoke'/><title type='text'>school ... again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;baaaaaack &lt;/em&gt;to school ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up at 9 and caught the 11:50 bus to parra, saw&lt;strong&gt; latifa&lt;/strong&gt; so we chatted. she wants to do english literature and illustration next year. good for her ! =] wish her the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught the train at parra and &lt;strong&gt;jazz&lt;/strong&gt; called me so we met up and walked through this huge field of grass to&lt;strong&gt; lina's&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;lina&lt;/strong&gt;'s room is so neat !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm allergic to grass so as soon as i took the first step i went oh shitttt ... but unusually the rash developed later on my arm and near under arm area LOL. strange. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we left after a bit and went to meet &lt;strong&gt;bronson&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;kim&lt;/strong&gt; at BJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lecture was delayed for half an hour koz of technical stuff which made some good time to talk crazy with &lt;strong&gt;bronson.&lt;/strong&gt; seriously, our lecturer reminds me of &lt;strong&gt;bert &lt;/strong&gt;from sesame street hahaha ! IF YOU SAW HIM YOU'D THINK SO TOO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw&lt;strong&gt; claire&lt;/strong&gt; enter the lecture hall so i pulled her to sit with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before going in the lectures were weird koz i didnt know alot of ppl. but know it's sorta nice since i recognise a lot of ppl. don't needa sit with them, just gotta say hi so they know you remember them. it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bronson&lt;/strong&gt; had a class so i went home with the girls - &lt;strong&gt;jazz&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;claire&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;laura&lt;/strong&gt; (who i also met today and has nice shoes) and &lt;strong&gt;angelo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally off topic but karaoke was &lt;em&gt;AWESOME&lt;/em&gt; yesterday. it was at my house and &lt;strong&gt;sally&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;peewee&lt;/strong&gt; came over. it was the first time i'd heard&lt;strong&gt; sally&lt;/strong&gt; sing - she has a cute voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sau92ZdvqII/AAAAAAAAAfI/vdlYYnTsipQ/s1600-h/Photo0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308545328032491650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sau9c2ZdvqII/AAAAAAvAAAfI/vdlYYnTsipQ/s320/Photo0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peewee &amp;amp; i ; she almost fell asleep on the couch but i woke her up for a photo haha. (my skin looks so dark here !)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sauc92U1lpMI/AAAAAvAAvAAfA/FMFsy-v0h5I/s1600-h/Photo0134l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_53085453c26790321346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sau92U1lpMcI/AAAAAAAAAcfA/FMFsy-v0h5I/s320/Photo0134l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sally &amp;amp; i&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sau92QJGzrI/AAAAAAAAcAe4/y8bJHReSCBM/s1600-h/Photo01351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308545325530009266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sau92QJGzrI/AAAAAAAAAe4/y8bJHReSCBM/s320/Photo01351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-1256503874305436897?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1256503874305436897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-again.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1256503874305436897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/1256503874305436897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-again.html' title='school ... again'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/Sau9c2ZdvqII/AAAAAAvAAAfI/vdlYYnTsipQ/s72-c/Photo0138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2837986895234265665</id><published>2009-03-01T12:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:18:19.750+11:00</updated><title type='text'>BAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>All play and no Internets make Ham a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;All play and no Internets make Ham a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;All play and no Internets make Ham a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;All play and no Internets make Ham a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;All play and no Internets make Ham a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;All play and no Internets make Ham a dull boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Manders had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Moved houses yesterday but there was no telephone signal.&lt;br /&gt;So I came back to my old house for one last time to take the opportunity to write this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANDERS&lt;/span&gt;! I'M SO BOREEEEEED&lt;br /&gt;And I DO NOT look like Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;Cloud is gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will be moving again soon.. BACK TO CAMPSIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now I kinda know why I moved to Cabramatta in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Auntie just came from overseas and for some strange reason she moved to Cabramatta..&lt;br /&gt;My mama had not seen my auntie in ages and she then wanted to move in with her..&lt;br /&gt;You know, sharing rent and chores (cheap asians).&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm stuck in this gay "SHUFFLE TRANCE RAVE Asians" region..&lt;br /&gt;And soon I'll be moving back to either Campsie or Belmore ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. I'm moving real soon again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss KNHS friends :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. LOLOLOL MANDERS "Neck Hug"&lt;br /&gt;you sassy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. Dunno what sassy means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S. I'll be offline for a couple of days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S.S. BYE EVERYONEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2837986895234265665?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2837986895234265665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/baaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2837986895234265665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2837986895234265665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/baaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='BAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7500177392046360587</id><published>2009-02-28T20:48:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:37:36.237+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WHITE DAY ! =]</title><content type='html'>went to burwood with &lt;strong&gt;peewee (prisca)&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;sally&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;hui (elva)&lt;/strong&gt; today. it's been ages since we've all gotten back together so &lt;em&gt;YIPEE &lt;/em&gt;! when we met up we were all wearing white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is god's way of saying we belong together, i therefore christ today as white day ...&lt;em&gt; amen&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to &lt;strong&gt;prisca's&lt;/strong&gt; at 11:30 and we're meant to catch the bus at 12 right ? but &lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;big swear word&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the bus was late and made us miss our train ! sally even ran all the way home koz she forgot her bus pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;CENSOR. SWEAR. BEEP. WORD.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, when we got to burwood we were very late ... so late that &lt;strong&gt;hui &lt;/strong&gt;gave &lt;strong&gt;peewee &lt;/strong&gt;a hug around her neck. &lt;em&gt;ie.&lt;/em&gt; strangle. i got a normal hug because you know .. i am totally innocent and stuff ... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went shopping ! which is bad because not only is manda cheap, she is also poor. i really should find a part time job, but all i do is talk about it. not that i'm bad at talking or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway omg ! i found my sunflower jacket LOL. i am thinking this is karma's way of saying sorry for making the bus come late hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLfghA1Xo/SakNfghaCRLosI/AAAAAAAAAfgheo/EvAXfghDn_cw84/s1600-h/Photo0087+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307788376769536706" style="width: 320px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.fblogspot.com/_CBSfSfddLA1Xo/SakNaCRLosI/AAAAAAAAAeo/EvAXDn_cwfghfg84/s320/Photo008dfh7+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it cute ? =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i took it home my &lt;strong&gt;mum &lt;/strong&gt;was all, "&lt;em&gt;why do you always buy the same style?&lt;/em&gt;" well mum, speaking in a totally rational and scientific way. the pockets can hold stuff, the hood can block rain and the flowers make me smile. beat that &lt;em&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all the shopping we caught the train home. man, was it an &lt;em&gt;eee&lt;/em&gt;motional ride ! all i can say is the ride was full of tears, snot and used tissues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;god&lt;/em&gt;, i am &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; thankful you blessed me with such a wonderful family and good friends. though sometimes i'd wish you blessed me with beauty and brains, i'm still pretty content and grateful. thank you &lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, also thank you to &lt;strong&gt;peewee &lt;/strong&gt;for the souvenir from hk, it's so cute &lt;em&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SakNaLEzB0I/AAAAAAAAAew/iUJc7c2I2Uo/s1600-h/Photo0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307788379133511490" style="width: 308px; height: 256px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SakNaLEzB0I/AAAAAAAAAew/iUJc7c2I2Uo/s320/Photo0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and &lt;strong&gt;peewee&lt;/strong&gt; on the bus. my phone camera chucked a pms and made everything dark and blue. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;argh, i really needa do my readings ! KARAOKE WITH&lt;strong&gt; PEEWEE&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;SALLY &lt;/strong&gt;TOMORROW ! which probably means i wont have time to do my reading ... &lt;s&gt;beep&lt;/s&gt; !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAM&lt;/strong&gt;'S WHITE HAIR MADE ME LOL.&lt;br /&gt;(not in a bad way, it makes me think ff cloud ! =D)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7500177392046360587?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7500177392046360587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/white-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7500177392046360587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7500177392046360587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/white-day.html' title='WHITE DAY ! =]'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SakNaLEzB0I/AAAAAAAAAew/iUJc7c2I2Uo/s72-c/Photo0086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-831181846832140574</id><published>2009-02-28T01:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:14:35.177+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Funky Friday</title><content type='html'>I had VisCommn. DES101 today..&lt;br /&gt;Learned a little bit of Adobe Illustrator! (And how to draw a bunny XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished at 5:30 and I was a little hungry so I went to Market City to hunt for food and came across 4 friends who were just about to head off to City Hunter to play some L4D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. The place was full without any avaliable seats so we decided to go back to Jin's house to play some Soul Calibur 4.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Siegfried user now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend took a few photos of me off guard and I decided to share one of them because it was homework..(?) (without any censorship).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANDERS&lt;/span&gt;! YOU SUCK D:! I was meant to post first, NOT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;But it's great that you're not sick anymore ;D&lt;br /&gt;Also, happy birthday to your friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE TO SELF: AH CRAP MY ESSAY IS DUE IN 2 WEEKSSSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SagBVchRqPI/AAAAAAAAAME/1lAMVVZ-Quk/s1600-h/IMG_0536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SagBVchRqPI/AAAAAAAAAME/1lAMVVZ-Quk/s320/IMG_0536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307493628800772338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               As promised to everyone who I promised.  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 (It's mostly Mandarghs fault)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-831181846832140574?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/831181846832140574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/funky-friday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/831181846832140574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/831181846832140574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/funky-friday.html' title='Funky Friday'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SagBVchRqPI/AAAAAAAAAME/1lAMVVZ-Quk/s72-c/IMG_0536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7222522464173195528</id><published>2009-02-27T19:12:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:06:06.169+11:00</updated><title type='text'>dot.</title><content type='html'>totally &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;totally &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(my text book for appr. to comm. is $&lt;em&gt;30.90&lt;/em&gt;! what a rip off for a stack of photocopies!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had approaches to communication this morning so i had to wake up at 7, i ended up getting to class &lt;strong&gt;ONE HOUR&lt;/strong&gt; early !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the very cool &lt;strong&gt;jazz&lt;/strong&gt; on the bus, i'm doing my debate with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and omg ! there is this chick from &lt;strong&gt;ham&lt;/strong&gt;'s high school in my tute ! it sorta didn't click in to my brain she was from his school till i got home and went ... wait, she goes to&lt;strong&gt; CABRA HIGH&lt;/strong&gt; ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. &lt;em&gt;SLOW&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, omg ! my class ends at like 12:30 and i didn't get home to almost 3. what is with the parra bus stop ? i had to wait like half an hour, &lt;em&gt;grhhhhh&lt;/em&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting &lt;strong&gt;hui (elva), peewee &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; sally&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow, yippeeeee ! haven't seen them for agesssss so i'm all excited. plus we're celebrating hui's 18th. HAPPY BDAY, &lt;strong&gt;FUI SAN SAN&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and if &lt;strong&gt;ham&lt;/strong&gt; is thinking of posting a picture, MANDA HAS BET YOU TO IT ! HA&lt;em&gt; !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBzSfSdLA1Xo/SaelC8on4AI/AAAAAAAAAeg/mLHnqpht_3M/s1600-h/Photo0071a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307392155934253058z" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SaelC8ona4AI/AAAAAAAcAAeg/mLHnqpht_3M/s320/Photo0071a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on the train this morning ... (i know i should smile but it's only 7:30 ...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7222522464173195528?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7222522464173195528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/dot.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7222522464173195528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7222522464173195528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/dot.html' title='dot.'/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/SaelC8ona4AI/AAAAAAAcAAeg/mLHnqpht_3M/s72-c/Photo0071a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-3216547877004390220</id><published>2009-02-26T20:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:17:42.729+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Theory.. So much theory!!</title><content type='html'>Today was Communications Design 102 and it was so boring. The only one time I actually had fun was when we were discussing lawsuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manders got better! Eat some more TVB and watch a lot more medicine and you'll be restored to perfect health in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it won't cure you from being cheap LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on Sunday I 'MIGHT' take a picture of myself (finally!) to upload on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! GOODBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-3216547877004390220?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3216547877004390220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/theory-so-much-theory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3216547877004390220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/3216547877004390220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/theory-so-much-theory.html' title='Theory.. So much theory!!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-7025841118345766408</id><published>2009-02-25T23:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:51:05.746+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello and Goodnight!</title><content type='html'>Herro everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm HAM and I'll be blogging about nonsensical gibberish everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I am not liable for any brain damage that my posts may cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Fundamentals of Drawing MED104 .. I think.&lt;br /&gt;I was able to draw still life objects in mediums that I was unfamiliar with ;D&lt;br /&gt;And a friend said that his job involved backflipping onto neatly piled boxes.. He had a video to prove it also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of proof, today I proved that manders is cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HI MANDERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a few friends today, blacklisted some possible enemies/jerks/strange folk in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET BETTER SOON MANDERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all have a safe thursday ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- ham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-7025841118345766408?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7025841118345766408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-manda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7025841118345766408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/7025841118345766408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-manda.html' title='Hello and Goodnight!'/><author><name>vonham</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904015326026396029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qssjNUYqSbs/SrX2u551gQI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6qkoTXEEb3o/S220/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3104655664093263485.post-2818483568530306860</id><published>2009-02-25T23:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:18:57.349+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first post !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a summary of my day: freaks, semi-illness, trains, waits, tutes, shit and tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the day: opening this blog. and the free sausage sizzle ... hey, it's &lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it has been confirmed. i am cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ... &lt;em&gt;hi ham&lt;/em&gt; =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too brain dead to make a proper post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm off to dreamland to recharge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- manders&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3104655664093263485-2818483568530306860?l=ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2818483568530306860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/summary-of-my-day-freaks-semi-illness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2818483568530306860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3104655664093263485/posts/default/2818483568530306860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ham-and-man-make-a-blog.blogspot.com/2009/02/summary-of-my-day-freaks-semi-illness.html' title=''/><author><name>manda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05519316887636042946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CBSfSdLA1Xo/S-g1KLN9n_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/nI24ukf5BkM/S220/IMG000076.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
