<?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-18271927</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:29:36.849-12:00</updated><title type='text'>My Name Is Vanga s/o Ganasan</title><subtitle type='html'>My life as it is.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-4727920746230373558</id><published>2008-02-25T09:18:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T13:18:57.341-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution of the interim soul!</title><content type='html'>So here I am with my ass half frozen and my fingers almost frostbitten and typing in this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;No i am not in any snowing country, i am stuck in a raggedy ass cubicle in my ITP office which apparently loves to put intern directly under the air con. What they can achieve out of this other then a dead intern i don't exactly know. So if this wasn't bad enough, I haven't watched porn and wanked for like close to 3 weeks! I am going to FUCKING explode i tell you. Imagine the paper having the headlines :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Youth,18 found lying in a pool of semen and blood."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Vanga Ganasan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sexual Crimes Correspondant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;An 18 year old youth was found dead earlier yesterday morning at around 3.30am. Police rushed down to the scene at changi village upon receiving a tip off from a "lady with a really rough voice" at around 3.15am. Eyewitnesses that The Straight Times spoke to exclaim that the youth was a regular among the transsexuals there, and would not just mess around with them, but would more often then not head up to a hdb flat and shower money down on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;According to Mr Suckmydick, 61, who would go to changi village for his daily dose of blowjobs and shebangabangs and scullywogs and salad tossings had this to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"This shemales aggh, or ladyboys aggh, or also known as your son/brother/ without lan jiao aggh, are getting more and more beefier and muscular aggh. This is due to their part time obsession aggh,. with dragonboating aggh. Also aggh, nowadays due to porn sites like ladyboy 69 aggh, or asian ladyboys.com aggh, most of this ah gua don't like to chop off their ding dongs aggh! Instead they like to keep it as a discount counter aggh. You play with their ding dongs you can 75 percent off market rate for ah gua sexytime aggh."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another eyewitness, and one whom got Fucked by a ladyboy instead, Mr Kurulaladummy Morgananal,31 opposed this concept instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"This scumbags of living beings who have large boobs and tight asses and everything in between should be shot dead and brought back to life and simply shot dead again!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Upon further revelations however, it was noted that Mr Morgananal lost his mind after being raped by a shemale because he was mistaken for a "black floating watermelon"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Police claim investigations are under way, but there has been rumors that the prison at cantonment complex has turned into a sinhole of sorts, after policemen queued up in droves to "experience tranny loving" without feeling guilty that they may be gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When we spoke to the youths friend, most of them had nothing to say but vile things, thus sealing the fate of this youth, a place in hell indeed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Stanley Tan,18 had this to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"That black dick is dead? Muhahahah Buddha be praised! He and his constant labelling of me being a gemini! Looks like we tend to outlive virgos longer muhahahahaha"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esmond Poh,18 also testified to this accounts of bullying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I was short, and everytime we took a train, Vanga would just stand and fart downwind which would bring that deadly pong right into my face!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The reporter noted however, that Esmond WAS not short, but in fact still IS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When interviewing the ladies however, there were extremities all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Joyce Tan,16 recounted how that "black dude" used to be disillusioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"I was just 13 luh, then this crazy assed mandarin speaking black man comes and expects me to celebrate deepavali with him. So i said no. This he tried to pull off some black magic stunt which did not make him powerful, but instead poorer Muhahahahah. So you trying to tell me he's dead? Wait i have got to make a phone call."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Wei qi duo hua aggh? Na ke Si Ah Neh si liao! uh huh....uh huh... uh tio tio tio huat aggh! Ke buay 4d le zhai bo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Oh yeah so yep, he was a black man"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Being from a uniformed group, we then went down to his unit for several interviews thou none would be willing to speak, eventually we got hold of Ms Tanny Koh, a wonderfully sweet woman we could only likened to doleres Umbridge from the hairy pothead universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tanny, too old to be stated, had this to bitch about Vanga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"That boy was so black, i had to get him out of ncdcc because he was a hazard at camps and gathering!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shortly after she left however, several more eyewitness accounts came up, mostly about boys who were subsequently touched in "classified" places by this interestingly dead man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So from all of us here at The Straight Times, This is Vanga DShadow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So now you know how freaking bored i am? No Porn, No Masturabation, No Girls, No Nothing! Hmmm suddenly that watermelon looks really attractive "/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-4727920746230373558?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/4727920746230373558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=4727920746230373558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/4727920746230373558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/4727920746230373558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2008/02/evolution-of-interim-soul.html' title='Evolution of the interim soul!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-3001843202951511779</id><published>2008-02-11T13:37:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T17:52:30.101-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of the Rat bitches.</title><content type='html'>Joyce Tan Mui Sin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You visited my blog and yet you didn't tag you rotten bak kwa!&lt;br /&gt;What is the meaning of this ? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way i have updated this section for you!&lt;br /&gt;So you better tag or show some form of activity aggh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's a new year now, both in the gregorian calendar, and the lunar calendar as well.&lt;br /&gt;My powers are peaking! And it helps that ba yue shi wu falls on Sept 14 as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the year the story begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty girls are everywhere! Horny girls too!&lt;br /&gt;But the one that is neither both has gone on to CJC :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you well! And aim for dance lah! So i can er have more eye candy~&lt;br /&gt;Whoot Vanga the horndog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way the year has gone on to a great start.&lt;br /&gt;Better potentials, lotsa new and larger degree of confidence exuberated in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sociopath!&lt;br /&gt;And i dwell and thread the path of light after so long :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-3001843202951511779?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/3001843202951511779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=3001843202951511779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/3001843202951511779'/><link rel='self' 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worrying, and maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year of truths and revelations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I learnt the meaning of my powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I learnt I am no ordinary kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I got my ass whooped by Koh Tien Tien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised the dynamics of rank and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised the meaning of having a new sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised I have a calling somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that I can affect people's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that I am a horn dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised I can't give up masturbation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I got a stable job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I Fucked up my bank account with bad ssaving habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I started looking at women's boobs and actually admired large ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year Esmond woke up his fucking idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year Stanley got used to his other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year Xiang Jun felt a way he hadn't felt in a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I did a Full Marathon despite the last longest distance being 2.4km in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I started talking to Sam Koh again and how i love virgo girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I started loving Koh Zhengning from Campus Superstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I established friendship with Nicole and Chingmay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year Someone told me they missed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I recieved and invitation to a nightclub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I recieved warning letters for all my modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year i made up my mind to be a history teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year countless kiddies think i am a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I swapped my Oakleys Half Jacket for an M Frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I bought my own lifevest which set me back quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I openly declared my fetish for pantyhosed clad female legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I met my really attractive aunt after 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I dreamt of Miss Cheok returning and there she was in Beatty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where Joyce finally understood my agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I told myself that i would marry a pornstar if her heart was gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year whereby I went to Changi Village at 4 in the morning to see Ah Kua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year whereby I went to Esmond's house to watch chinese movie -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I secretly wished for a debit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where I admitted that i don't have a debit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where I didn't have a debit card because my signature wasn't constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where I haven't lost my temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where I did a Round Ubin in a kayak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where I Missed Joyce so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where my peer Axj taught me alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where I started worrying about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where people started thinking I am cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where people think my humor can make it big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I cracked the largest quantity of racial humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I met countless other mixed blooded people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that materialism prevails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that ironically opposites attract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that friends long lost will come back somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised my hokkien prowess has vastly improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised I am not a good driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that virgo girls are fucking attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that Scorpio girls are even more fucking attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I rowed in a dragonboat for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I rowed the dragonboat in a competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I rowed in an all indian dragonboat team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I wore singlets for the first time since the early 90's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I found a muslim girl attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I started doing radical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I scared a chinese man in school by doing a hardo gay move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year where at a shopping center i leapt into an elevator and scared the contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I got fucked by my boss twice verbally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I wanted to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I made fun of my friend's circumsised penis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that there are people other then my parents who care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that our futures are not fixed, we create them ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I talked to Jia Keng and found him rather socialble, just misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I saw a leader in Edric Lai, just that he needs to work on his EQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I fell in love with the Suzuki Hayabusa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I found countless friends at Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I skipped classes like some pastime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised I have never had a wet dream before -o-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that I behave worst then a drunk when I am NOT drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that it's a contradictive irony to be an only child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised is made up only 365 short days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I played HALO 3 and realised that like Star Wars, another epic has ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I recieved my personal DBS iBanking device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I started exuberating more para-psychological abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year my mandarin turned ladies on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I developed a bad habit of rubbing my nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised how much I love my mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised what a fucked up bassist I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised I make a fine teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year a complete stranger became my inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I met Mr Lee and Mr Boo at the sea sports club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I felt at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised I could never really forget you completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I was invited to an exclusive club event and I went with Esmond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I donated blood without parental consent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I dreamt about countless girls in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I saw Sam Koh in a picture wearing a dress and walking barefooted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I saw Sam Koh in a picture holding her heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I saw this really attractive Coffee Bean &amp;amp; Tea Leaf Barista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year I flew a flight simulator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;The year I realised that I am actually enjoying my youth :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-147555852063229948?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/147555852063229948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=147555852063229948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/147555852063229948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/147555852063229948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/12/boredom-strikes.html' title='Boredom Strikes'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-7823125202499187385</id><published>2007-12-09T21:25:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T01:41:08.338-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam Koh.</title><content type='html'>Chanced upon your blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly felt this barrage of gratitude flooding back to be as i tried in vain to dam it all off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought a smile back to my face Sam Koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-7823125202499187385?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/7823125202499187385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=7823125202499187385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/7823125202499187385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/7823125202499187385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/12/sam-koh.html' title='Sam Koh.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-7896192333387678226</id><published>2007-10-14T09:15:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T01:14:05.761-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Round Ubin</title><content type='html'>A beautiful journey nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed so many landmarks, from the first campsite that i dwelled upon in 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the PA OBS campsite where i spent my first 5 days away from my parent in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything stayed the way it was. Except us who aged with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we get initiated. And i shall look forward to more round ubin trips :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i simply believe that it's never meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-7896192333387678226?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/7896192333387678226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=7896192333387678226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/7896192333387678226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/7896192333387678226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/10/round-ubin.html' title='Round Ubin'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-495050007896472349</id><published>2007-10-05T23:10:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T03:38:57.414-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoot!</title><content type='html'>layer one – on the outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name: Vanga s/o Ganasan&lt;br /&gt;dob: 140989&lt;br /&gt;current status: Single yet gay&lt;br /&gt;eye colour: Brown.&lt;br /&gt;hair colour: Jet Black&lt;br /&gt;righty or lefty: Righty, yet i wank with my left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer two –on the inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your heritage: hokkien, dayak people from sarawak.&lt;br /&gt;your fears: A world without seawater.&lt;br /&gt;your weaknesses: Excessive and habitual wanker&lt;br /&gt;your perfect pizza: Anything with pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer three – yesterday, today, tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your thoughts first waking up: Damn i wanked too hard last night!&lt;br /&gt;your bedtime: Follows the lunar cycle.&lt;br /&gt;your most missed memory: First time i had my orgasm. I screamed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer four – your pick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;mcdonald's or burger king: Neither&lt;br /&gt;single or group dates: A whole bunch of gay clusterfuckers.&lt;br /&gt;adidas or nike: New Balance&lt;br /&gt;tea or nestea: birdnestea&lt;br /&gt;chocolate or vanilla: No chocolate woman for me. Only vanilla colored ones.&lt;br /&gt;cappuccino or coffee: Decaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer five – do you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smoke: Yes, as in smoke as in avoiding questions sort of smoke.&lt;br /&gt;curse: That's how i say hello.&lt;br /&gt;have a crush: My left hand who gave me my first sexual initiation&lt;br /&gt;think you've been in love: Yes, the stripper opposite my block.&lt;br /&gt;go to school: Of course. surfing porn with 19 other guys was heck of fun!&lt;br /&gt;want to get married: Sure, but banging is more fun?&lt;br /&gt;believe in yourself: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;think you're a health freak: No, wanking makes me ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer six – in the past month have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank alcohol: No&lt;br /&gt;gone to the mall: Yes, went to check out blow up dolls.&lt;br /&gt;eaten sushi: Sadly yes at sakura&lt;br /&gt;dyed your hair: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer seven – have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played a stripping game: Yes, but all present went into imh shortly after. Indian hair is nasty!&lt;br /&gt;changed who you were to fit in: Tried putting lotsa powder on to blend in chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer eight –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're hopingto be married: To any scorpio woman who can give me out of this world sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer ten – what were you doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 min ago: Talking&lt;br /&gt;1 hour ago: Scolding my father&lt;br /&gt;4.5 hours ago: Scratching my grannies dog.&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago: trying to be a pimp&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago: learning how to wank upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer eleven – finish the sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love: sex&lt;br /&gt;i feel: horny!&lt;br /&gt;i hate: Bondage and sadomasochism&lt;br /&gt;i hide: and play with myself&lt;br /&gt;i miss: being a stoopid black nerd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layer twelve – name thirteen people on your mind now&lt;br /&gt;1.Chingmay&lt;br /&gt;2.Nicole de Silva&lt;br /&gt;3.Ang Xiang Jun&lt;br /&gt;4.Stanley&lt;br /&gt;5.Esmond Poh&lt;br /&gt;6.Aloysious&lt;br /&gt;7.Chingna&lt;br /&gt;8.Jiayan&lt;br /&gt;9.Joyce&lt;br /&gt;10.Hisyam&lt;br /&gt;11.Isabella&lt;br /&gt;12.Yinzhi&lt;br /&gt;13. Weijie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-495050007896472349?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/495050007896472349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=495050007896472349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/495050007896472349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/495050007896472349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/10/whoot.html' title='Whoot!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-2260444000304434140</id><published>2007-10-04T19:32:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T23:32:48.343-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust</title><content type='html'>So yes, another one bites the damn dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found and traced back a long lost link.&lt;br /&gt;Revived the shadow for a clandestined ops the previous week.&lt;br /&gt;He is getting way stronger then i can even control.&lt;br /&gt;Found a dead trace with the network configuration.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to discard that link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nothing done can sway.&lt;br /&gt;The power of things done my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since materialism makes you gay.&lt;br /&gt;I will let you have it your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For i know you have got the power of May,&lt;br /&gt;I will not obstruct your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Another one bites the dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls in hotpants and sexy tights.&lt;br /&gt;Causes most guys to end in fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they may serve as eye candy to thee.&lt;br /&gt;They are all in fact an aspect of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhh i am horny like hell ever since i turned 18 :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-2260444000304434140?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/2260444000304434140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=2260444000304434140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/2260444000304434140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/2260444000304434140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-3660551966808527161</id><published>2007-09-14T09:25:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T13:28:30.089-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Chey ba!</title><content type='html'>Once again she forgot LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No biggy, i got better people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chunleng&lt;br /&gt;Liyi&lt;br /&gt;Isabella&lt;br /&gt;Natasha&lt;br /&gt;Jacq&lt;br /&gt;Panghow&lt;br /&gt;Rhea Turtan&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;Aloysious&lt;br /&gt;Xiang Jun&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISH who took the effort to call me in the morning. So sweet of her luh. But she had to deal with my bass voice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanga s/o Ganasan&lt;br /&gt;天衣无缝&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-3660551966808527161?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/3660551966808527161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=3660551966808527161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/3660551966808527161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/3660551966808527161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/09/chey-ba.html' title='Chey ba!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-2529802465516125570</id><published>2007-09-14T00:06:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T04:11:06.154-12:00</updated><title type='text'>18</title><content type='html'>Now that i have crossed this point,&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite see the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i may take up driving and stuff like that&lt;br /&gt;But what can i do with it? Brag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how i long for my younger days,&lt;br /&gt;When all was fair and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess it's too late to change out fate.&lt;br /&gt;As we have already scratched the slate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanga s/o Ganasan&lt;br /&gt;天衣无缝&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-2529802465516125570?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/2529802465516125570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=2529802465516125570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/2529802465516125570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/2529802465516125570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/09/18.html' title='18'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-4893719804946832319</id><published>2007-09-10T18:52:00.001-12:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:52:01.473-12:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not ready.</title><content type='html'>What am i doing?&lt;br /&gt;This habit of mine ongoing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are human beings worthy of respect,&lt;br /&gt;stop doing this to both yourself and your prospects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl shall be girls&lt;br /&gt;while boys shall be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go back to the days,&lt;br /&gt;When you only thought of Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flirting was never a part of you&lt;br /&gt;And no it's starting to be revolting too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The games of make believe has come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;So put a stop and let your ego dent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So leave it behind and plunge right ahead,&lt;br /&gt;There's so much in the future at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanga s/o Ganasan&lt;br /&gt;天衣无缝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop flirting and go back to your original state.&lt;br /&gt;Before something goes wrong, and it's all too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-4893719804946832319?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/4893719804946832319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=4893719804946832319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/4893719804946832319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/4893719804946832319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-not-ready.html' title='I am not ready.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-8351188280223486319</id><published>2007-09-09T21:19:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:47:45.587-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Got Arrowed wheee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out your top 5 birthday presents u wish for :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Immortality to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 People to never suffer in any aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 The original copy of every single religious text&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 A full Set of kayaking gear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Suzuki Hayabusa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged u is : The chinese superman Ang Xiang Jun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him is : Sexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him : Whacky, romantic, flat breasted, tight anus, nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he has done for you : Saved my ass a countless time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words he has said to you : FUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he becomes your lover, you will? : Turn back time and ensure he keeps his foreskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he's your lover, what he has to improve on? : Learninghowtoforeseeloopholesinstufflikethis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he becomes your enemy, you will : Hack his maple account and distribute all the contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he becomes your enemy, the reason is : He refused to suck my d***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you would like to do for him now : Buy him a Dawn Yeoh blow up doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him : 6/5 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel about you : Black,Warm,Tall,Dark,Handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The character you love about yourself is : Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, what character you hate about yourself : Too confusing to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person I would like to be : The guy i see in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For the people who cared &amp; liked you say something to them : Sorry if i called you black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people that u wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*1.Aloysius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2.Xiangjun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3.Stanley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*4.Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5.Chingmay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*6.Isabella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*7.Yinzhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*8.Huiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*9.Aish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*10.Chingna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's #2 having relationship with : His Maple account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #9 a female/male : Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If #1 &amp;amp; #10 be together, will it be a good thing : I am against fire/fire relationships!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 and #4 : Two geminis, even worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 studying about : Civil and structural engineering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you chatted with #3 : At sea 2 hours ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music does # 8 like : Erratic sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #6 has any siblings? : Yep, parents are sexually active!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will u woo # 3? : Sure i am all for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #7? : Shadows don't date shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #4 single : She doesn't tend to stay that way for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surname of #5 : Koh Chingmay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of #5 : Bass Guitaring and trying to discipline her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 studying at : Singapore Polytechnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for #8? : It's very depressing to even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #9 live : The Apiary, some twin tower in bishan that i visualised planes crashing into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does #4 like : Lime Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are #1 and #3 best friends? : They might click, Fire / Air signs go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 like #2? : Sure, i will identify Xj at the local morgue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know #2 : Classmate, sex partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #5 have a pet? : Hamsters, who will be served to me someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-8351188280223486319?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/8351188280223486319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=8351188280223486319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/8351188280223486319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/8351188280223486319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/09/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-8041197878921852463</id><published>2007-09-06T13:06:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:10:11.507-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Rampant Gays</title><content type='html'>With just one sentence, the entire mood for the night changed for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is for your Aloysious. The Gays In Singapore are getting more Rampant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wat the hell is that supposed to signify?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have started developing claws and spiny phalluses in order to dominate the straight order of the male race?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was uber high yesterday. And Aloy made good company. We started off our nightly rendezvous with the exodus to Breeks. Where there's this manageress that i kept oogling like some hum sup lo, what to do? Growing up right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ate our half chicken but subconsciously i wanted to play with some chickens instead. And there was the manageress who eyefucked the shit out of me everything i looked and she caught me looking whoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lady with nice eyebrows and mascara laden eyes! LLALALALA the chicken became all the more edible i tell you. Then we decided to take a stroll,and ended up at the basement level of the same floor where we headed into coffee bean and tea leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to Aloys chagrin, he was served by a rather effiminate male staff member. He came back with my large chocolate without cream! So i trudged on to the counter with me drink selection and the same ladyboy attended to me! I told him i wanted cream and frankly when he took drink away from me, his hands touched mine and i felt this bond :) But soon that thought vanished as i feared that he might place another sort of cream into my drink but thankfully that train of thought never made it to day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we drank our sludges and once again i oogled at this chinese girl on my right who apparently looked like some japanese porn actress. Power to the gidagaa i tell you. Then as usual she caught the indian guy looking, so obviously i shrank like some sponge and absorbed my ice blended at a faster rate of absorbtion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened next was utterly random. We left and chanced upon this holding pen with a bunch of chinese ah bengs in really nice disco pants. Apparently it was the lion dance festival but i had a really good time fantasising about stealing their pants and wearing them to some nightclub. Come on i tell you, they were furry and neon pants! and even had various quantities of glitter. Beautiful i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ventured forth and suddenly our internal compasses veered us towards cathy cineleisure aka ladies heaven. But all we saw were guys with raging hormones -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Then we dodged and ducked and rolled around and finally got to the ticketing booth and purchased tickets to Hairspray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M#@!##%@*(*@^!*(@^! i tell you the movie was Splendid Stupendous, it was amazing, something i put in the same light as The Phantom Of The Opera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i finally got a crush on Amanda Bynes. :P But nevertheless i will be getting the dvds YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHoooo! then after that the cranky Vanga went to the toilet to do pullups and sugguested we watched Evan Almighty LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn lah what a terrible movie... Bruce Almighty was way better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we walked to cheers and purchased Soya Bean milk for me and mineral water for Aloy. After which our adventure continued. We went to the bustop and talked about sex, future, wives, money and stuff like that. Talk and talk and talk and then we realised there was no night rider services on weekdays LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY LAH! Then we took taxi all the way back home :) Wha Taxi driver give me driving tips leh! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time people.&lt;br /&gt;天衣无缝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;想了那么久，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我还想念您。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;为什么会这样？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;我问自己也没得到答案！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;不如再等多一段时间吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-8041197878921852463?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-1424372223886921866</id><published>2007-08-21T04:53:00.001-12:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T04:53:16.363-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscent.</title><content type='html'>Long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How young and innocent we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may not remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i remember her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer fades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that summer fades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruits have seasoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if your ever find another man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spare a thought for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems like just yesterday that i choose to forget an aspect of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;And now it seems to be coming back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;It's not so simple to just look at someone else.&lt;br /&gt;And pretend everything is forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now at work there is one who seems so attractive.&lt;br /&gt;But the irony in life is that i am not attracted to her.&lt;br /&gt;She reminds me of one who was but a distant memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must control myself&lt;br /&gt;I know i must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For emotions must not be allowed to flow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-1424372223886921866?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/1424372223886921866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=1424372223886921866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/1424372223886921866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/1424372223886921866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/08/reminiscent.html' title='Reminiscent.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-8757536569819508143</id><published>2007-06-27T05:39:00.001-12:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T05:39:48.008-12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please read the rules first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of the game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who get tagged needs to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you'll need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I wank with my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;2) I am ambidextrous when playing pool.&lt;br /&gt;3) I scream and run in circles when there is a beetle in my room.&lt;br /&gt;4) I like ladies whose legs are in pantyhoses.&lt;br /&gt;5) I wank accordingly to the tempo of song on my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;6) I want to bang at least one tranny before 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want these following six persons to do.&lt;br /&gt;1) Stanley&lt;br /&gt;2) Esmond&lt;br /&gt;3) Nicole&lt;br /&gt;4) Yinzhi&lt;br /&gt;5) Isabella&lt;br /&gt;6) Jiayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i doubt most will even do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-8757536569819508143?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-376410670368556503</id><published>2007-06-05T15:15:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:16:22.139-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>It's funny how people misinterpret.&lt;br /&gt;All the funny ideas in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i exclaim that i was at geylang for "Soon Kueh"&lt;br /&gt;The majority exclaimed that i went there to "Seng Kwei"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when i say i think i like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;The majority thinks my brain is in a twirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For i need one who is more intelligent then me.&lt;br /&gt;Then only will the conversations entertain thee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now again this is hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;Getting one is like parking a car illegally and not getting a fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how i wish this would change.&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone thinks my taste is too exotic a range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just because i like the color yellow.&lt;br /&gt;That DOES not make me a dirty fellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking is now the love.&lt;br /&gt;So go on ahead and get your own perve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now how i hope she comes online.&lt;br /&gt;Because she has ignited my lifeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With time and patience i hope to know.&lt;br /&gt;THIS girl who is worthy of my kowtow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out to one and all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-376410670368556503?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/376410670368556503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=376410670368556503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/376410670368556503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/376410670368556503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/06/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-9195045457003824258</id><published>2007-05-22T22:04:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T02:05:32.031-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore River Raft.</title><content type='html'>What a total crappy waste of time. Judge was crap. Starting line was crap. Water was crap. The helpers were crap. And basically my groin muscles became crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on water. For goodness sakes, Indians are NOT meant to walk on water. I am rather sure nowhere have my grandparents ever mentioning any folktales of indians walking on water before except for my chinese grandma who told me of wuxia tales with heroes who have sad names like YAO Gay the Sad BlackBird and they can fly over water and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i went to the singapore river. And true enough, I am the only "colored" competitor there. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Launched my bloody lousy piece of foam which the waves caused to spread apart and ripped my groin into a gazillion thousand pricking places and i fell in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised i suddenly have hormones i cannot control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT INTERESTED IN GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHY ARE THEY MAKING ME FEEL SAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno lah. DON'T Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this really beautiful Bass on saturday. 2.6k KNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people i gotta go wank already ]:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-9195045457003824258?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/9195045457003824258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=9195045457003824258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/9195045457003824258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/9195045457003824258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/05/singapore-river-raft.html' title='Singapore River Raft.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-5004926913103478151</id><published>2007-05-05T12:59:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:00:10.196-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phantom of The Opera.</title><content type='html'>Alright people, decided to revive my blog after watching Phantom of the opera. It's been a long time hasn't it? Whahahahha. Anyway withnin the period of Absence, quite a bit of stuff has happened. Firstly i am working now during my weekends at Sentosa,currently stationed at Songs of the sea, a sequel to the musical fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly i am now registered to the sea sports club of Singapore, and intend to go kayaking at least twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has also opened for like 3 weeks now. And second year is extremely whacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above all, the main reason i am blogging. It's because of The Phantom of the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i wished i had more then two hands! so i could give the musical all the thumbs up i could afford!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost the location itself. What a glamorous feel. Everyone was dressed up to the nines. And soon i entered the "house" itself as that is what the theatre is called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And behold, there on the stage was the props and everything. The whole stage set was wrapped to make it look old and unused. Just like the accompanying first scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8 pm sharp the whole hall became pitch black. And the show began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such amazing sets, performers and show altogether. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chadelier scene was already worth 145 dollars all by itself. Watching it slowly rise up into the ceiling, accompanied by the track "overture", Pure bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all those out there, get your ass into the next show asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeheehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanga was here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-5004926913103478151?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/5004926913103478151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=5004926913103478151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/5004926913103478151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/5004926913103478151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/05/phantom-of-opera.html' title='The Phantom of The Opera.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-9146519454649133890</id><published>2007-05-03T23:54:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T03:57:15.662-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo Encore!</title><content type='html'>Just a few words before i turn in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom of the Opera is really breathtaking in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact i think the tickets were priced too cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eitherway. i Grew up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i will never think of you ever again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEHEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-9146519454649133890?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/9146519454649133890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=9146519454649133890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/9146519454649133890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/9146519454649133890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/05/bravo-encore.html' title='Bravo Encore!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/7632523663345369174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=7632523663345369174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/7632523663345369174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/7632523663345369174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/04/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-3267187206413635470</id><published>2007-03-31T23:29:00.001-12:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:29:02.582-12:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Nicole</title><content type='html'>It was a dark night.&lt;br /&gt;One so dark it was as thou a shroud was strewn across the sky.&lt;br /&gt;There was no noise, there was no sound. Save for the faint whistle of the early morning breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was imminent that a storm was upon us.&lt;br /&gt;Just upon the 2 of us, on this very dark night.&lt;br /&gt;A night like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole and I, such utter randomness as to why the sudden intrusion into my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah the tale goes on.&lt;br /&gt;I held her hands, dragged her through the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about life.&lt;br /&gt;I talked about my past.&lt;br /&gt;It was bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought about the 24th of November 2006.&lt;br /&gt;While i reminisced about the 22nd of November 2005.&lt;br /&gt;It was hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gust grew strong,&lt;br /&gt;and the weather already forlorn.&lt;br /&gt;Blew some dirt into her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her contacts fell,&lt;br /&gt;and everything became hell.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how this night would become long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was her guardian and just one of four.&lt;br /&gt;But when she picked up her contacts she became more.&lt;br /&gt;For since that second she had to protect me,&lt;br /&gt;So i wasn't able to see what she could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it seems that when she found,&lt;br /&gt;Her loyal contacts were still on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;But unbeknownst to her nor me.&lt;br /&gt;was the glass shards that beckoned and yet surpassed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she placed her contacts back in her eye.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly she gasp with the voice of a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shards entered and merged with her soul.&lt;br /&gt;allowing her suddenly the power to see some ghoul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there our adventure came to a start.&lt;br /&gt;i was given a small knife and an iron heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To protect her suddenly became the key.&lt;br /&gt;Because i suddenly saw traces of Joyce in she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would told me where they were.&lt;br /&gt;I would slash them and make them rever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that was really weird.&lt;br /&gt;Was that she was as calm as a guild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For i was hysterical and loosing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;She came to me and assure me all's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the battle went on for what seemed like eternity,&lt;br /&gt;until i woke up with battered knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this isn't a sign,&lt;br /&gt;That Nicole can and will see paranormal signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rejuvanating post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT WAS NICOLE DOING IN MY DREAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGGH! i need to password protect my dreams i guess! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-3267187206413635470?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/3267187206413635470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=3267187206413635470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/3267187206413635470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/3267187206413635470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-nicole.html' title='I love Nicole'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-3656128060740941101</id><published>2007-03-21T00:43:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T04:47:03.571-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival</title><content type='html'>Been such a long time since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking heavily the past couple of days. (milk that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls around me are getting prettier. (the more i feel like a father)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couples are falling in love around me (and i am like a pastor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey the grass is always greener :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those i have not talked to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good feeling isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-3656128060740941101?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/3656128060740941101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=3656128060740941101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/3656128060740941101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/3656128060740941101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/03/revival.html' title='Revival'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-5937743844385902038</id><published>2007-02-22T01:15:00.001-12:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:15:06.736-12:00</updated><title type='text'>A Warning</title><content type='html'>I see&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You deny&lt;br /&gt;Your own blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't special&lt;br /&gt;But more unique then you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punch me in my face the day before?&lt;br /&gt;Oh please i would have done so back in sec 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't bother reflecting, for your ego is big.&lt;br /&gt;Bigger then the body but smaller then your dick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-5937743844385902038?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/5937743844385902038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=5937743844385902038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/5937743844385902038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/5937743844385902038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/02/warning.html' title='A Warning'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-117084923343692062</id><published>2007-02-07T19:51:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:53:53.863-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Esmond Poh is a jackass</title><content type='html'>Shall update this just for Esmond Poh Qian Yong's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost you are Handsome,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sporty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy going,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun Loving,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egoistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! STOP TREATING PEOPLE AND FIND YOUR FUCKING GIRLFRIEND LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right seem i am so much happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people i am not perfect either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Grumpy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharp Tongued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now people please fuel my ego by giving me examples of my good points :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-117084923343692062?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/117084923343692062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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i last posted people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 days to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what i treasure most just like pearls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are my cadets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i can be back to Beatty by June.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116942964289817320?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116942964289817320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116942964289817320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116942964289817320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116942964289817320'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a problem with my sanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not holding together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sadly no one is going through this with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even my parents who are too busy too sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i script a poem&lt;br /&gt;To keep me active and sane&lt;br /&gt;For i fear it's approaching.&lt;br /&gt;My imminent insanity enter its arcane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My parents work from dawn till dusk&lt;br /&gt;And they call me an empty husk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what am i to do to show them thee.&lt;br /&gt;That i very much want to share with them about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But each time i try i am shut off.&lt;br /&gt;They aren't interested in anything of mine anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i lack in studies they yell at me!&lt;br /&gt;But for everything else they ignore thee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes they give me tons of gold!&lt;br /&gt;But what i want is my daily story told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can i do for i am to blame.&lt;br /&gt;For keeping all my emotions since i was born without a mane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now they talk of me being arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;When all i try is to not be blatant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have no more of this i shall.&lt;br /&gt;I intend to unleash hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then a soul manages to convince thee.&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is clear as the beauty in she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of her in this time of fall.&lt;br /&gt;Because she lives on in my mind so tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray and pray i will not kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;In a bid to not express myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please to everyone who knows me so.&lt;br /&gt;Try not to judge me because you aren't a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make mistakes yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;But i make sure it never affects you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet words of ungrateful are used on me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't look like it but it hurts thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for simple things i do the world don't see.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't credit thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i want is trust so pure.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to look elsewhere anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although things i say may make you flip&lt;br /&gt;Everything comes to haunt me when i sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my dreams i think of those.&lt;br /&gt;Whose dreams i have shattered with my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again to one and all.&lt;br /&gt;I am not who i am i guess anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please regard this as the rants of a mad man.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to who can offer me their hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ever looking, ever knowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ever observing, ever seeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I bring other peoples problems to their friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now let's see who can bring mine to its ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HEHEHEHEHE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For once again i am reborned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Shadow who everyone solemnly mourned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And to those who think that they have won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why don't you ask yourself, and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This man here is sworn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Never to love till dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For once lovelorn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Something is forever torn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love comes from parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love comes from friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it seems i have lost both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So here the story ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Far One,&lt;br /&gt;Still no Two.&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to think people.&lt;br /&gt;I was a fool to tear for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116782740326483288?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116782740326483288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116782740326483288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116782740326483288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116782740326483288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/01/selfish-people.html' title='Selfish people!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116762932439761735</id><published>2007-01-01T13:28:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:28:44.960-12:00</updated><title type='text'>1st January 2007</title><content type='html'>Another Year.&lt;br /&gt;Another Chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open you ears,&lt;br /&gt;Hear their fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrutinise your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;See their hearts cold as ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extend your hands,&lt;br /&gt;Help others to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To one and all out there, have a great year ahead :)&lt;br /&gt;2006 held beautiful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night dated June 10th 2006.&lt;br /&gt;A day to remember till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night dated November 24th 2006&lt;br /&gt;Equally significant in her own ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;My Fender Bass guitar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My bass name is still Joyce Tan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116762932439761735?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116762932439761735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116762932439761735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116762932439761735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116762932439761735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2007/01/1st-january-2007.html' title='1st January 2007'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116711045626898337</id><published>2006-12-26T13:20:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T17:20:56.383-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Change</title><content type='html'>Another song change people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Beyonce with Irreplacable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last song was All i want for christmas is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Love Actually soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you people will like this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To me you will always be beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even if your heart is with another man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For i was a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who placed his own heart on a ban.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You are getting beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But i can't tell you this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For fear of  once again being a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whose dark side co exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So now and always i watch from afar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hoping that one day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll meet you on rebar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think i &lt;strong&gt;Actually &lt;/strong&gt;loved you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You must not know about me. EVER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116711045626898337?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116711045626898337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116711045626898337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116711045626898337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116711045626898337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/song-change_26.html' title='Song Change'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116703013306615626</id><published>2006-12-25T15:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T19:02:13.143-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas :)</title><content type='html'>Gd afternoon to one and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Xmas to you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i made a song change today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be a little late but i think Xmas is a year long thing anyway :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will like the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanga Von De Shadow Croy Ganasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Love Actually is a beautiful movie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116703013306615626?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116703013306615626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116703013306615626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116703013306615626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116703013306615626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas :)'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116694046922941374</id><published>2006-12-24T14:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T18:07:49.293-12:00</updated><title type='text'>A boring sunday.</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas Eve people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do a little dance, Make a little Love, Get Down Tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love from G Vanga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The Shadow himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS ONE AND ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ahead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whoohoo, another year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Another phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No more tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mind's in a haze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116694046922941374?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116694046922941374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116694046922941374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116694046922941374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116694046922941374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/boring-sunday.html' title='A boring sunday.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116688634943795780</id><published>2006-12-23T23:05:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T17:56:46.100-12:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment of thought.</title><content type='html'>Gd evening people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i am saying this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i think i actually miss someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that lady but a different one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am so petrified,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed emotions too to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's another phase of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you like someone, tell her so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;50% it's a yes, 50% it's a no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But If you don't even try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's a 100% NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116688634943795780?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116688634943795780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116688634943795780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116688634943795780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116688634943795780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/moment-of-thought.html' title='A moment of thought.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116670630889314085</id><published>2006-12-21T21:04:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:05:08.960-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Song update</title><content type='html'>Yet again people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some inspiration from the lover of the lime green volkswagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soundtrack from the animated feature,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prince Of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is When We Believe by Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love Britney Spears when she was in her Lucky Video :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whahaha enjoy people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116670630889314085?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116670630889314085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116670630889314085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116670630889314085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116670630889314085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/song-update.html' title='Song update'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116670354164944620</id><published>2006-12-21T20:20:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T00:19:02.010-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shadow Mode</title><content type='html'>Gd evening one and all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps by now i have declared Shadow Mode on at least 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is a definitive guide as to what is The Shadow Mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I disappear from your radar all of a sudden.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cannot be traced, placed, or based.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I do not reply to anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I observe and absorb.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I use this method to grow stronger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace to all those who have been declared Shadow Mode on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have my reasons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But remember i am watching!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/320/911289/07-12-06_1641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116670354164944620?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116670354164944620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116670354164944620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116670354164944620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116670354164944620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/shadow-mode.html' title='The Shadow Mode'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116659337122036352</id><published>2006-12-20T13:41:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:42:51.296-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Change</title><content type='html'>Gd day to one and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slight update for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song you hear is Britney Spears with her rendition of Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful song that reminds me on my primary school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also about a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the lyrics carefully people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vanga Von De Shadow Croy Ganasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What if i don't want to be The Shadow anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116659337122036352?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116659337122036352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116659337122036352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116659337122036352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116659337122036352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/song-change.html' title='Song Change'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116634525098911818</id><published>2006-12-17T16:46:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:47:31.320-12:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Wanna Grow Up!</title><content type='html'>Gd evening people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying all of your sexy time i suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoot i am here to blog about Fridays BBQ at Mr Sia's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly i went to school late and started painting the raft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went with the rest of the guys for shopping to purchase the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHoot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached his House in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sia has all this beautiful swords that i loaned one Egyptian sword from him for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/184141/15-12-06_2041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here i am posing with the sword even thou i have a face that makes the sword look unglam!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL! then After that i tried some lord of the rings pose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/687056/15-12-06_2042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the One Roti Prata! I shall draw my sword in thee Honor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Once again i poked around the house while waiting for the fire to start and i realised Mr Sia handmade alot of wooden horses for his children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what else could i do but to mount my noble steed like a Rider Of Jalan Kayu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/858068/15-12-06_2203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Onwards my noble steed! Onwards for the glory of seeing Prata again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The after numerous poking around i found another noble steed and dump my current one for her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simply because she was more colorful and child friendly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/367420/DSC00712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But alas the peaceful love between me and my steed was not to last.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Choo Gian Long Aka the Muscle man stole my steed! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the first epic battle of the night began!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/500420/DSC00713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After carefully dodging his numerous strands of armpit hair! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I emerged victorious, And once again mounted my steed to await further adventures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/459931/DSC00712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so we rode into the beautiful sunrise, finally reaching the mural of golden peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But alas Gian Longs Boss aka Towkay or Ah Peh stood between me and my BBQ Chicken Wings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dismounted my Steed, kissed her goodbye and told her that i wouldn't take more then 5 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The battle for my chicken wings had beGUN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116634525098911818?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116634525098911818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116634525098911818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116634525098911818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116634525098911818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-wanna-grow-up.html' title='I Don&apos;t Wanna Grow Up!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116634716220705345</id><published>2006-12-17T16:45:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T21:43:34.230-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle for the CHicken Wings!</title><content type='html'>And so as we continue the epic story of G Vanga The Lone rider of Jalan Kayu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far he has defeated Choo Gian Long aka Muscleman !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Boss Edwin, aka Towkay aka Ah Peh Stood in his path!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the legend of Vanga Continues.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/920273/15-12-06_2208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one required a little thinking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Sword managed to block off his nanchakus attack on me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it could not inflict any harm on the Skin of a man hardened by an ancient form of martial art known as NS or national service.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i found his weakpoint alas! The radio!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I used it and blasted Libertango by Bond!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was too sexaye for this old man that he crawled to one corner and left me to quietly observe the mural of peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/128621/15-12-06_1738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It told of a story of how the chicken wing could only be found by heading to a dangerous place called "the backyard"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And how a Golem called Toh Jia Keng guards a pack of slaves who cook the chicken wing day and night be it rain or shine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Mural also said that some day an 75% indian guy would come and liberate them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knowing that the trip to "the backyard" was ardous and perilious, i decided to change my steed into the previous one for she came with better suspensions and a HONDA seat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But alas! She had a new owner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I seeked the owner out and you guessed it! Got back my steed forcefully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/176712/DSC00715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The psychopath prolly drank my horse pee because he was smiling even when in the face of death!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i mounted my previous steed once again and raced into the night skies towards "the backyard"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/520955/15-12-06_2203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Journey was hard and long, and i got hijacked by some nanchakus weilding gay along the way!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/206476/15-12-06_2204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I stabbed him twice at the spot where the sun doesn't shine and continued with my epic journey into the chilly december night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Finally i reached "the backyard"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The moment i got off my steed i was hunted down by Toh Jia Keng the Golem!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But calling upon the Shadow i transformed into The Shadow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/522240/24-01-06_1351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pulling out my sword of destiny i swish and swoshed my sword while fighting with the golem for 7 days and 7 nights. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tickled him, threw hotdogs at him and yet he was still at me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So finally i managed to baffle him with this statement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Peter piper picked a pack of pickled pepper"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"A pack of pickled pepper peter piper picked"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so the fabled Golem went HUH which indicated my chance to strike. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One swift blow i stabbed him and came back to my normal form.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/900848/DSC00710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the chicken wing BBQers in the back cheered as the golem toppled!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally got access to all 32 chicken wings for that night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shared them all with the poor chicken BBQers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the day was finally saved by G Vanga The Lone Rider of Jalan Kayu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/98927/13-12-06_1337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Handsome right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116634716220705345?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116634716220705345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116634716220705345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116634716220705345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116634716220705345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/battle-for-chicken-wings.html' title='Battle for the CHicken Wings!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116634850577806835</id><published>2006-12-17T16:44:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:02:39.356-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Credits</title><content type='html'>Cast and Credits,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/70057/15-12-06_2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egyptian sword aka Sword of Destiny Acting as Sword of Destiny LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/456511/15-12-06_2203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horse with suspension and HONDA seats acting as horse with suspension and HONDA seats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/1600/831879/DSC00715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/671709/DSC00715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Edric Lai Kean Chung as Man Who Drank Horse Pee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/58/DSC00712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Orange Horse acting as Orange Horse&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/404478/DSC00714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Choo Gian Long aka Muscle Man Acting as himself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/985242/15-12-06_2208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Edwin Acting as Ah Peh aka Towkay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/455195/15-12-06_2204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marvin Prakasah Acting as The NanChaku Weilding Gay Pirate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/1600/967301/DSC00710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/970767/DSC00710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toh Jia Keng Acting as himself :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/320/481450/04-12-06_1823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ang Xiang Jun Acting as The Jackass &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Literally his jacked ass appeared in the Golem Scene)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/210866/17-10-06_1122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lastly a big thank you to The Shadow for making a guest appearance as ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4560/1783/400/194863/24-01-06_1351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shadow in white outfit :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you guys enjoyed this production titled The Lord Of The Prata and Chicken Wings :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116634850577806835?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116634850577806835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116634850577806835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116634850577806835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116634850577806835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/credits.html' title='Credits'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116609931755083793</id><published>2006-12-14T20:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:28:38.046-12:00</updated><title type='text'>De Sombra Estrela</title><content type='html'>Gd evening people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining outside, the fan is blowing at me, and my hands are numb as we so speak. Oh what a beautiful day it has been for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to an excellent feeling stomachache and emptiness all occuring to me at the same time. Scoured the Kitchen but to my dismay found no source of dietary and oscular satisfaction. Proceeded to the lavatory to brush my teeth with some white paste called tooth paste (DUH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepped outside the toilet and dried my legs and blah blah blah blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about your daily life is no fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about your current heartfelt emotions at the moment will be more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Never until June 10th 2007"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Will i look at nymphs from heaven"&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;"For my heart remains petrified"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until the last tears of hurt subside"&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;"Always there but physically gone"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I wish you well in your future and beyond"&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;"For now the time has finally come"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To come to terms that i am done"&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;"So Thank you now for memories of Joy"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Shall treasure them like a child to a toy"&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;- Vanga Von De Shadow Croy Ganasan&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;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For now the time has come to a standstill"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And i am standing at the turnstil."&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;"To go forward, wouldn't be noble."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To go backwards, wouldn't be possible"&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;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright people i think i am done for the day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOODLES to one and all :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116609931755083793?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116609931755083793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116609931755083793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116609931755083793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116609931755083793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/de-sombra-estrela.html' title='De Sombra Estrela'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116557251662617925</id><published>2006-12-08T18:38:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:08:37.043-12:00</updated><title type='text'>My Roots</title><content type='html'>Withnin the last couple of days or so, I have been making several trips to my Grandparents house to visit them. With each passing trip my grandfather has been revealing to me more and more secrets of the past which is so intriguing i have to blog it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Before i carry on with this post, i would like to first reinforce certain points. I am mixed blood. My paternal side is an entirely pure strain of indian blood. While my maternal side is one whole bizarre twist of fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  My Maternal Grandmother. Her name is Alice, or Alice Lim Guat Ngor. My Grandfather. His name is Narayanasamy. Son of whom i have seriously no idea. This was already a question in my mind since young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Around two weeks ago i asked my chinese female friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Would you ever date a man of the another race?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Without hesitation the answer was unanimous and highly predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"NO"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;This did not bother me one bit. But it was the subsequent consideration of my grandparents circumstances that bothered me. If society up till today still couldn't fully accept inter racial relationships, much less marriages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How in the world did my pure chinese granny and my pure indian gramps actually get together and face this world?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This question is further dug up when i trace the source all the way back to my great grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She married twice. Once to a pure chinese man, once to an indian.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The dawn of the century and already an interracial marriage. She got disowned by her family back in mainland China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; What a bizarre and rather macabre scenario if you think about it.&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;em&gt;Shall update this post later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116557251662617925?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116557251662617925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116557251662617925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116557251662617925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116557251662617925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-roots.html' title='My Roots'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116519979273413387</id><published>2006-12-04T10:36:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T14:36:32.836-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping spree!</title><content type='html'>Just a slight update people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping yesterday at Orchard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOPEE i placed an order on my Oakley Shades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i also spent 700 over dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New pair of yellow New Balance Shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 shirts from John Little that makes me look like a Bangladeshi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least it emphasises all my sexy curves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my shades are iridium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means i can see you and you can't see me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to sit on a train and look at any lady and suddenly start grinning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhahahahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to hell for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the negative karma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vanga Von De Shadow Croy Ganasan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116519979273413387?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116519979273413387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116519979273413387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116519979273413387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116519979273413387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/shopping-spree.html' title='Shopping spree!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116519919821497941</id><published>2006-12-04T10:13:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T19:40:39.070-12:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel pretty!</title><content type='html'>Hello people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha and i feel so much better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact i seem to have renewed confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i am not that ugly after all i realised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i have a pleasant personality after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is there to fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a successful CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i should start looking at my positive points and live life to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me lacking a girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's not going to bring me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this girl with strange mystical eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bass playing improved. Another girl inspired me to pick it up also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My self esteem rose tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sorta pieced itself back together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am So happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty, i feel pretty! I feel pretty and witty and GAYYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i pity, anybody who can't be me today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the amazing things the opposite gender is capable of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the guys out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls aren't for sex or for eye candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are a source of inspiration and motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH i shall go enjoy my new found motivation now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful girl with beautiful eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like her but she actually inspired me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may god bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vanga Von De Shadow Croy Ganasan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116519919821497941?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116519919821497941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116519919821497941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116519919821497941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116519919821497941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-pretty.html' title='I feel pretty!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116479881042337684</id><published>2006-11-29T19:13:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:45:12.906-12:00</updated><title type='text'>You will always be</title><content type='html'>Dear Vanga,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you not a different man now?. Okie perhaps maybe no blood was shed, but there were definitely tears, lots and lots of tears. But after all Vanga, wasn't all the crying helping in making you who you are today? A stronger man and all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies and you are now thinking back to the 8th of August 2004 when you were a measly sec 3 kid stuck in long pants for your first year. You stepped into San Shan's primary hall awaiting for the National Day Celebrations to kick off and that's when you saw her in her divine feminine glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soul so pure on stage she radiated light like no other. She outshone every single other choir performer. And as thou not enough, her eternal smile shook the realms of my heart and allowed it to reverberate. The choir suddenly faded into one girl who simply became the voice for the entire convenant and i found myself in a dark world, guided and steered onto the path of whats left on my sanity only by the sudden isolation of her harmonic harp like voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then reality struck for the concert ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you Left the hall a different man from whom entered the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Vanga you kept this day forever in your heart and proceeded on with life until suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feburary 14th 2005 came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day, the day of romance , the day love is in the air around everyone except me. The DAY i walked into the canteen and saw the very same mesmerising soul who capture your heart and imagination a few months back. The sight of her brought back the glow, the radiation, the aura that had drawn you to her all that many days, weeks, months, hours, minutes, seconds ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly The Shadow was awaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had to know her name. And you got it.&lt;br /&gt;You had to find a way to keep in touch with her. And you got it.&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to know more about her. And you got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you didn't get this information from her directly.&lt;br /&gt;You weren't Vanga. Or at least you weren't in state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;You were The Shadow. What many regard as a joke was very real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You straightaway spoke to your roots.&lt;br /&gt;You straightaway ran a trace on her.&lt;br /&gt;You straightaway lost your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Vanga you got all your information after being The Shadow and approached her. She was friendly enough. You experienced happiness like never before. She was the first girl you ever felt this way towards. You were finally into another phase of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then without calculating your moves just like how the knights fall in a chess game. You stumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told her you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Liked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; her too fast, too soon, too stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the harshness of reality struck you deep withnin the confines of the shadows mind. Deep into oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your heart was&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;desecrated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your soul was&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pulverished&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your feelings were&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;fragmented. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your sanity was&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;diminished.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You liked her so much but painstakingly you wrote the ending to a chapter of your book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which never ever began.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It had a head,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But was followed by the ending.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me once Vanga, that The Shadow was a name given to you in your younger days. In a time where Indians were known as darkness, and the Chinese people were known as the Light. Your Christian friend gave you this name simply because in the bible, You were often referenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is said that at the dawn of mankind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A man asked the lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It's eternally dark lord, please let there be light."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And god replied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Are you sure you are prepared for light, and all of it's dark side."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being Human the man replied Implusive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yes my sire, please grant me this favor"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So god was amused and therefore granted this mere mortal his wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But unbeknowngst to Man,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the first rays of light formed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The first Shadows were also created.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Vanga you were referenced as the guy who was able to bridge the gap between the Darkness and Light. But you were never fully accepted for you were, and thereby you were the object casted in the middle, where lights meet the darkness, The Shadow was formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a knack for interaction with people. Socialising when you were younger and making many contacts. But whom do you trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whom do you turn to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why is this so?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you can trust noone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Vanga you dealt with your first ever heartache for the first time in your life and told yourself you will never ever look at another girl the way you looked at her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The date etched in my mind is the 24th of November&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the Shirt stays on,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the way till i am gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the afterlife and beyond.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to Zhonghua and whatever you saw there will go down with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you feel will stay inside you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will not ever repeat the same thing you did before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will never like any girls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will and must never look at another girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know her name,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that's as far as you must go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Shadow must be controlled.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;History will never be allowed to repeat itself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts you to tell youself all this things Vanga,&lt;br /&gt;But it's the only way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you dont want to hurt anyone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you sincerely liked her, even had a tinge of love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you will always be &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;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are who you are, don't deny it.&lt;br /&gt;Vanga "The Shadow" Ganasan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116479881042337684?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116479881042337684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116479881042337684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116479881042337684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116479881042337684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-will-always-be.html' title='You will always be'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116459626025461592</id><published>2006-11-27T11:41:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T14:57:45.156-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the dead once again</title><content type='html'>Gd morning people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is fine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i just recovered from a mysterious illness that cost me 2 weeks of my youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had ulcers everywhere, including 3 that appeared where the sun don't usually get to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i battled a one man war against myself for 14 days and finally emerged triumphant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now enough about my war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a concert at Zhonghua Secondary school for their Annual music and movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY COW! HOLY EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the girls there were drop dead gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the night went on i found myself grinning happily like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, it's been a long time since i last looked at any girls the way i did that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saving up for tickets to the Phantom of the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your horses ladies, I will be treating two lucky ladies to VIP tickets to the broadway production if i have the cash when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just my way of making people be happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, the concert holds fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the same week one year ago that i attended another concert which was equally remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was beautiful, the girls all had their makeup on, the guys wore their best suits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the audience enjoyed being matured and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a journey to self discovery after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel different after the journey to Zhonghua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little bit more diversify in terms on my range of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentleman the tagboards are open, feel free to express your viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people and wish me luck on my route to self discovering a new self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I found out what your name is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whom you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And i think i will leave it as it is :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Vanga " DBasshadow " Ganasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116459626025461592?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116459626025461592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116459626025461592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116459626025461592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116459626025461592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-from-dead-once-again.html' title='Back from the dead once again'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116322900164492379</id><published>2006-11-11T15:02:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:10:02.026-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the 11th of November</title><content type='html'>Jagsemas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you people are enjoying your sexy time yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL anyway here is an update about my last two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up @#$%ing early just to make sure i was dressed up smartly and ready to go to school for parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought my bass along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the MRT station with the hardshell case and almost got stopped by the station controller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once boarded the cabin, suddenly realised there was a buffering radius of easily about 1 to 2 metres around me LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause i really got that tamil tiger face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went to school and took the poor sec 2's for parade and came to know about some really controlled children LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then fast forward after that we went jamming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley played Drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played what else, and sandy didn't play anything because she didn't learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end Stanley and i played jazz improvisations for 3 darn hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I actually survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And managed to improve my Slap And Pop Technique. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing around girls really improve your skills because you will be so damn afraid to embarass oneself LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly Isabella and Yuling came and hijacked the synthesiser and starting imitating the referee pitch fever whistling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played fusion jazz that day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we were all broke. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ate some budget food LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring BORING boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Porn So many times and did my e learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 2 type of porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real human porn and sexy bass guitar porn LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people :) Jagsemas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116322900164492379?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116322900164492379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116322900164492379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116322900164492379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116322900164492379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-11th-of-november.html' title='Today is the 11th of November'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116295971765183389</id><published>2006-11-08T12:15:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:21:58.313-12:00</updated><title type='text'>A moneywasting day.</title><content type='html'>Jagsemas People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying your sexy time i hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday i went to Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So early in the Morning Xiangjun came to my house and i allowed him to molest my bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i took a bath while he was distracted by my bass and proceeded to get prepared to leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went to ABC to get some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we proceeded to Khatib where Khai was waiting for us. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pointed our middle finger to him from the overhead bridge since it's so damn near the MRT platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blah blah blah we took the train down to harborfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally we reached the destination but everyone was late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we three fags sat down and waited. Finally everyone came LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many pretty girls there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as usual i was behaving gay by not looking at any LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to vivocity to have breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate Oyster Mee sua at Shinlin Taiwan Snack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wicked!!!!! BOMBalicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally went to sentosa with a full stomach and a new yellow frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally found a spot on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MANY SINGAPOREAN GIRLS IN BIKINI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never seen so many before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as usual i rather look at organic coconuts hanging high up in the trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i wanted to play a prank. As most bikini was actually tied in tha back in a shoelace method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to run around and pull as many drawstrings as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my morality got the better of me! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all picked a spot and played frisbee, touch rugby and volley-soccer-ball LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly poof the ball fly far far far away into the deep gray sea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i actually dived in and swam to the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULD SWIM!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just swim! I did it in record speed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now finally and all rounded junior fire fighter whom can do water air and land rescue :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a tiring day we left the island for Vivo once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE CHIOBUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are like so young!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i occupied myself with the arcade games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we stepped outside.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$"&gt;!@#$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery, the sunset, and all the couples walking around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously it was beautiful if not gorgeous! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we took another long train ride down to Marina Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DAMN CHONG PANG BUFFET DINNER CHARGING 12 BUCKS PER PAX NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$%^%#$@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never mind we paid and ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! then after that while waiting for the food to cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started asking Christy the resident personality reader to interpret our relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Xiangjun got the loyal one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suan kena the playboy aka women killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khai as his nickname sugguested was the casanova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvin was the Foreign talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my turn came LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it started off positive. I am funny blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the bomb was dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ladies will be afraid to approach you to express their feelings Vanga"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i felt a little taken aback. I was a little contented, Isn't it better to be scary and know that you will never be taken advantage of? Muahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me scary? YEEPEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a sidenote, Any ladies out there who want to tell me anything be it positive or negative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL now there's a new way to get to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CBOX LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie people anyway i hope to hear about your opinions on me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBOX is always there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care people and enjoy your sexy time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116295971765183389?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116295971765183389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116295971765183389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116295971765183389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116295971765183389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/11/moneywasting-day.html' title='A moneywasting day.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116280894076933547</id><published>2006-11-06T18:26:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:29:01.216-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Song change people :D</title><content type='html'>Jagsemas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying your beloved sexy time i hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe i joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i have changed the song to something more "bollywoodic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it, it's good . I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those whom want to know the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Shine by the quartet Bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to marry Gay-Hee Westerhoff and Haylie Ecker from Bond :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116280894076933547?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116280894076933547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116280894076933547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116280894076933547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116280894076933547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/11/song-change-people-d.html' title='Song change people :D'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116273635396047730</id><published>2006-11-05T22:11:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T02:19:14.326-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing someone.</title><content type='html'>Gd evening people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jagsemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you people enjoying your sexy time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good i hope, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today morning parents starting babbling about marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maternal cousins are getting married one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my parents think i am Gay. G-A-Y GAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess i have no choice, i do have to agree i spend my time more with guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i don't talk about girls at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am too darn shy lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then my mum came to me and asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vanga i hope you are not gay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which she told me once i gave my denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's okie to have a relationship at this age."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But keep it healthy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, i hate commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously even if i got into a relationship now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My defination of it would be to care and provide for the opposite gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't do stoopid stuff with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, definetly no sexy time. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care and provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To provide warmth, care, and protection. Although i would laugh if she touched my fender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee I joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will CRUSH her if she touched my fender bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i was saying. I dont want to get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to enjoy my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reality hits us some day yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally missing someone :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116273635396047730?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116273635396047730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116273635396047730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116273635396047730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116273635396047730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/11/missing-someone.html' title='Missing someone.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116271374147963912</id><published>2006-11-05T16:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:02:21.556-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Alessandra Ambrossio!</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jagsemas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just changed the blogskin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALESSANDRA AMBROSSIO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have sexy time with her because she is simply wawaweewa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there is also a song update. That's Bond with their rendition of Explosive :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATC was boring from my perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather be a cadet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway i went there and did guided tours and rescue mission LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update this blog later :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116271374147963912?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116271374147963912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116271374147963912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116271374147963912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116271374147963912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/11/alessandra-ambrossio.html' title='Alessandra Ambrossio!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116183675470565151</id><published>2006-10-25T12:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T16:25:54.766-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Old is gold so they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And the song you people hear in the background is the only song that can make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hope you enjoy the shirelles with their rendition of ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Will you still love me tomorrow" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116183675470565151?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116183675470565151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116183675470565151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116183675470565151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116183675470565151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/10/song-update.html' title='Song Update'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116140610423597429</id><published>2006-10-21T12:42:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:48:24.506-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/1600/21-10-06_1128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/400/21-10-06_1128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is my newest bass with my beloved teddy bear :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/1600/20-10-06_1450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/400/20-10-06_1450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/1600/20-10-06_1449.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/400/20-10-06_1449.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This was taken at Toa Payoh's Branch of the Sakura International Buffet. I look like a woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/1600/17-10-06_1123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/400/17-10-06_1123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A NINJA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116140610423597429?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116140610423597429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116140610423597429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116140610423597429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116140610423597429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116140332195252222</id><published>2006-10-20T16:01:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:02:02.713-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today is deepavali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But i don't feel any difference as compared to an ordinary day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Maybe because i am slightly older now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Family gathering become scenes of showdowns for family rivalry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I get my grades in school compared to some over achiever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I get mocked for picking up an instrument instead of going clubbing or getting drunk like the rest of my cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My aunties will frown at me for being antisocial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My dad will ask me to behave myself to uphold family name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My uncles will all talk about some rubbish 4d numbers and toto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sounds totally disynfunctional to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I hate family gatherings because i cannot be who i want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But who cares? I will be who i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Accept me or ignore me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Same shit happens every deepavali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cousins talking about how good their boyfriends/ girlfriends are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Relatives making fun of me and asking is i am attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyway now for the happy post :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I got my Fender bass yesterday! WAWAWEEWA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Plays like a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh yah, naming her Joyce!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;LOL! all my instruments are named after Joyce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And that's because they play and sound extremely fenderbulous :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Will post more pic later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Jaksemas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116140332195252222?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116140332195252222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116140332195252222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116140332195252222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116140332195252222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-deepavali.html' title='Happy Deepavali'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116126514829326276</id><published>2006-10-19T01:38:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:56:47.830-12:00</updated><title type='text'>American Standard Precision Bass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/1600/Bass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4560/1783/320/Bass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Here you see a brand new American Fender Precision Bass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It's made in 1999 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is my supposed new investment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice right? Hope you like it, Cause i like :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaksemas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116126514829326276?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116126514829326276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116126514829326276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116126514829326276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116126514829326276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/10/american-standard-precision-bass_19.html' title='American Standard Precision Bass'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116118002282010613</id><published>2006-10-18T22:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T02:05:09.136-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Gibberish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is totally boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Deepavali is 3 days from now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gonna make an investment of 1.3 k 2 days from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gonna go little india and buy my clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today went to inspect my investment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yesterday went to the internet to inspect my investment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2 days ago went start enquiry about the investment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3 days ago i went to the cemetary to visit my uncle and his three guardians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And blah i am done :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116118002282010613?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116118002282010613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116118002282010613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116118002282010613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116118002282010613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-gibberish.html' title='Random Gibberish'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116062197329032274</id><published>2006-10-12T10:51:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:59:33.500-12:00</updated><title type='text'>oakley sunglasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I feel like getting oakley sunglasses people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so that i can look at people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and they can't look at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;How fun would that be if you never saw my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;With regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Vanga s/o Ganasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116062197329032274?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116062197329032274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116062197329032274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116062197329032274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116062197329032274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/10/oakley-sunglasses.html' title='oakley sunglasses'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116048664393499335</id><published>2006-10-10T21:16:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:27:50.403-12:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am bored so i blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't talk to me as much as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am just a dummy stacked on the shelf, brought down only when needed and stowed away from peoples heart the moment i am not needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps people put up false fronts in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile is a line that set things right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like a smile is a line that puts everything aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred runs deep withnin us humans, so does our emotions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the Vanga you people once knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to Shut Up and Observe the key aspects of people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Vanga s/o Ganasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116048664393499335?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116048664393499335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=116048664393499335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116048664393499335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/116048664393499335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-lost.html' title='I feel lost.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-116004945796320148</id><published>2006-10-05T21:32:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T01:15:39.636-12:00</updated><title type='text'>1st NCDCC Fire Fighting Course</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wham Bam Ching Chong Chang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it through this 4 days and finally attained the much coverted fire fighting profiency badge given out only to officers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a rough idea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out just like any other course in a ug, total cockup. Sat in the wrong lecture theatre with other CLTs only to be transferred to another room shortly after just as our seats conformed with our butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as usual all the stupid dicks called CLTS starting boasting how competent they were and how they should be called ERS members or Emergency Response Specialists.... -_-" okie more about this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So shortly after the high ranking people came in and briefed us and probably mocked our pathetic existance LOL! after a while we just left the room to proceed to draw out our fire fighting equipment that is going to last us for the next 4 days ahead! my fire leggings was so BLOODY big ahahaha and there was CPT Felix who actually claimed we all looked like super mario LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing my garments and cursing for wearing my boxers that day we proceeded back to the room whereby we starting attending all this damn lame lectures lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we went home we all stank so bad that i strongly believed the ladies in the last carriage could smell me from the first cabin. So much for day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farked up day in my life . And this is a consensus among the CLTs. Went to CDA only to find out that the pakistani people invaded our training spot ... the warrant officers call them kataris LOL! sound like some ancient species right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we were displaced because of this stoopid kataris.! then because of this we had to do our BAPT first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bapt is short for Breathing Apparatus Profiency Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is we did the same shit that the adults did for their actual course too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me describe the 6 stations first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Donning of entire gear under 1min 15 sec ( failed) (my time : 3min)&lt;br /&gt;2) Climb a mechanical "endless ladder" for two whole minutes. ( passed) (32m)&lt;br /&gt;3) Brisk walk on a treadmill programmed at 5.5km/hr for 2 whole minutes (passed)&lt;br /&gt;4) Pull 22kg , yes Twenty Two kg up and down 2 metres for 28 counts (passed)&lt;br /&gt;5) Run on a stationary Bicycle for a minimum of 90 RPM for 2 minutes (passed)&lt;br /&gt;6) Navigate through a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$ing"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!@#$ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Maze after completion of Physical Activity (passed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rough passing sheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 CLTs passed everything.&lt;br /&gt;1 AFI passed everything.&lt;br /&gt;CLT Khai gave up (cocky)&lt;br /&gt;CLT Satish gave up (I am ERS! .....right -_-")&lt;br /&gt;CLT Gary gave up (Poor soul vomitted into his mask)&lt;br /&gt;CPT Felix forced to give up. (Ran out of air due to technical gear failure)&lt;br /&gt;LTA Tommy gave up (Around the physical stations)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 13 CLTs went for the course, so i am one of the 8 that completed everything yeepee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the full shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am perpetually cock eye! so when i took out my specs, i was doing fine for the donning part until i couldn't visually coordinate the zipper on my fire jacket. Aggh the heart pain when i heard my timing! 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:!@#$ing"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!@#$ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; minutes LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did i tell you that we had to breathe only the air provided by the 12 kg tank on our back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i was a little apprehensive when i entered the fitness room. I was in full gear! Thats like 20 kilos on me! And then my name was called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CLT VANGA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Encik"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Endless Ladder"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FARK!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep guys i was farking swearing under my mask but thankfully it was muffled.... endless ladder was the most difficult and notorious station and i just had to do it first.... so i took up my position and then the speaker went like 3 2 1, i was like what the fark and the ladder started rolling ! AGGH! i was like climbing for dear life and after around 20 meters my hands weren't listening to me. Overall it was a total of 8 minutes in the room but it did damage to my body for the entire course length!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i climbed and climbed and climbed and climbed and phew 32 meters in 2 minutes LOL! what a loser but at least i didn't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then onto my next station. Wha! a relaxing walk on a treadmill.... NOT!!!!!!! i was perpetually running like siao lah the moment the device came on. So painful until i had to look in front to keep my mind of the trauma my body was going through, worst is the fact that i had to control my breathing !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Finally the damn treadmill stopped after 3 minutes and it was my turn at the impact station. So let me sideline a little bit, 2 people fell at the impact station, and i was one of them.... I was like doing the 12th impact which is to lift 22 kg up 2 metres when the recoil took me off guard and i was flung onto the endless ladder and hit my head there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I picked myself up and just carried on with the cameraman PTE Mit egging me on and LTA Rahmat motivating me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last station was a breeze but because of what my body went through it was torture, my legs were giving way and can you imagine the feeling of having a controlled supply of air and also not being able to adjust anything on your face like wiping off the sweat of draining your mucus and all!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just when we finished the obstacle course, we were straightaway brought to the maze which is 4 storeys high and measured 1 meter by 1 meter in dimension. Oh the horror! We were thrown inside the maze in groups of 4 and just imagine, every single movement was sheer pain inside. Not only that, we were running out of air, and we were crawling and withnin the small space itself there were obstacles like triangle gates and half gates and holes in the ceiling to manually push yourself through. The worst one was definately the tunnel! I was the last man and after pushing my teamates into the tunnel i was so beat they had to drag me through!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But there were hilarious parts too. once, we had to descend through a hole in the floor to the floor below, and being shortsighted , what i saw was a drop of around 4 storeys, so there i was looking around for a ladder and dangling my legs and refusing to budge when suddenly Encik Haramain told me to just put my legs below and i was like " you siao aggh" in my mind. so i took the gamble and put my leg down and what the fark man! I was standing and the damn hole was now at my waist only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So we pushed on and on and on and on until suddenly one of my teamate had to be bailed out due to the fact that he ran out of air and the remaining three of us finished the entire journey after lots of encouragement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On a sidenote, the journey was sheer hell, this is the point whereby your body fails you and you have to mentally drag your limp body along the entire journey. I almost gave up along the way but i knew that mentally i could do it so i just pushed myself on and thought about my mum dad friends fender and a girl and yeah completed the whole damn thing :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then after coming out, i was on the verge of vomitting, but in the end i fought everything back including tears from the hardship inside and just went to assist in rescuing those who gave up inside the maze. Sniggering to myself all the way everytime i saw their faces. These CLTs are sick, their ego needs to be like totally brought down. CLT Khai and Satish gave up and they still insisted that they wouldnt have if gary didn't faint, I was like you crazy baboons he fell down means you have to fall down too? gay pieces of egoistic crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Think the day was over? HELL NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AFternoon was like being roasted in hell, we had to roll hoses weighing 4 over kg over and over again, and to make is worst, the DART officer made us wear the full gear, carry a hose and run two rounds ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sadist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;RAHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So that afternoon was the slowest i have ever seen we CLTs move, its like a blady bandwidth experiencing lag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So after the sheer torture and my brain a little bit toasted we could all go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Day 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gay Gay Gay, due to several complications we couldn't do half of what was scheduled for us. And all the equipment wasn't even there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Day 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today was the big day, we went in the morning and straightaway had to draw out our own personal issue BA set. After doing all the checks we just proceeded to start our simulated exercise. We failed miserably the first time. I was in the search and rescue team and on the second try i rescue a casualty single handedly YAYNESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So now i have the patch i can just go back and mock my cadets LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On a sidenote, each of us are capable of much more then we think we are capable of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just push ourselves and all will be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;SCREW CLTs WITH EGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bass On Baby :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Vanga s/o Ganasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-116004945796320148?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/116004945796320148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In a few minutes time, it will be my brother Esmond Poh Qian Yongs birthday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So here goes nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY 17th Birthday Esmond :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;May all your wishes come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And i deduced she totally forgot all about my birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh it hurts me so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115944690012845334</id><published>2006-09-29T20:17:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T00:35:00.706-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Power to the Gidagaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am feeling over the top sorta of happy today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Seriously i am just so happy and carefree and i really think my Oral Communication teacher is pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;She is just so poised in speech and articulated and physically so beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I couldn't even concentrate in class for the very first time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I FEEL PRETTY, I FEEL PRETTY, I FEELT PRETTY AND WITTY AND GAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ms Susan Lee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You rock my socks , i will never come for your class late anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Power to the Gidagaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On a sidenote i am going to be happy 24/7 for the next one year or so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I want to make sure people around me stay happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Power to the gidagaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ahahaha the power of smiles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bass On Baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115944690012845334?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115932356867663108</id><published>2006-09-27T10:17:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:19:29.156-12:00</updated><title type='text'>School has opened</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;School opened 2 days ago and what the hell, i fell sick, stupid bloody air conditioning! anyway here i am now blogging because my class starts at 3 today and ends at 5, what is wrong with the people managing the timetable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAIZ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bass On Baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115932356867663108?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115932356867663108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115932356867663108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115932356867663108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115932356867663108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-has-opened.html' title='School has opened'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115910266620071249</id><published>2006-09-24T20:55:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:57:46.310-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of song update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Due to critics (read :Isabella) claiming that the phantom of the opera soundtracks sound too depressing, i have switched the soundtrack to a slightly more upbeat tune of the tomb raider 2 main theme. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cheerios people :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bass on Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115910266620071249?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115910266620071249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115910266620071249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115910266620071249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115910266620071249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/change-of-song-update.html' title='Change of song update.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115909384176190628</id><published>2006-09-24T18:27:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:30:44.903-12:00</updated><title type='text'>September draws to a close</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The song that you now hear is titled "think of me" from the phantom of the opera. September is  a special month to me other then the fact that it's my birthmonth. So as it draws to a close i hope for people around me to always be happy and in the pink of health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Take care and may god bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115909384176190628?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115909384176190628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115909384176190628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115909384176190628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115909384176190628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/september-draws-to-close.html' title='September draws to a close'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115908239360536101</id><published>2006-09-24T15:12:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T19:19:57.123-12:00</updated><title type='text'>More about the 23rd of september.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Basically i started out my morning in the crudest of ways, my blady phone was undergoing servicing so there went my alarm clock ringtone of "that thing you do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead my dad chucked me his lao pok phone which barbarically woke me up witht he incessant "di di didi" ringtone. grrrr rah! So there i was, a moody indian guy awake totally at 6.15 am and hopping out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groping in the dark i found the light switch and poof! LIGHT!!! AGGH! i was blinded for a while.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again i got my act together and navigated my way to the toilet via a nature compass embedded deep withnin me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second shock awaited me when i looked up at the mirror! Oh the horror! A pimple on my face! AGGH! proceeded to burst it violently without any form of painkillers and hence got another scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staggering out of the toilet i realised that my stomach was rumbling and therefore i consumed like around 2 slices of some really branded shit called gardenia raisin bread! right, i feel so much energised -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then i went and blah blah blahb lah blah blahb and emerged from the shower and wore my pants with my beloved spongebob squarepants boxers tucked away inside :D finally after combing my hair i put on my bush jacket and winced at the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be an officer now, but i can imagine in the army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recruit Vanga @#$%@!$ you, take this toothbrush and clean the $%#$^&amp;$ toilet . Once again $%#&amp;amp;%# you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so i finally left the house and shadow walked to the nearest bus stop to take a stoopid square bus all the way to tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoopid square bus + Stoopid square sits + stoopid long ride = Square ka cheng (butt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence i got off at tampines wincing in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blah blah blah went to the fire station only to be disgusted at how ugly the female cadets from other ncdcc units were. The the ma'am was like damn chio from the back. Skali she turned around AGGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Horror, the teeth got gap, a few rotten ...MY god, perhaps we ncdcc people should be a little bit presentable as a criteria for selection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once again i did my usual shit of scaring the old ladies with my mandarin at the exhibit and finally it was 2 pm. i left the fire station and took a cab down to plaza singapura to meet the other two khakis of the power to the uragaa gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the cab and the driver starting babbling about the price of cars in singapore being too high which i have to agree myself. Blah blah blah he talked with tempo of the diesel engine and soon i reached plaze sing but not without a bloody hole in my pocket with left me 16 bucks poorer! i should have gotten off below the ERP gantry and walk in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i shadow walked all the way to plaza singaura and saw the two guys staring mindlessly and albeit a little cuckoo-ly at the screen of some show which esmond affectionately call dragon tiger gate. What sort of title is this? Dragon tigers gate? you mean their rectums or asshole or something? Sheesh producer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah i walked into the motorola shop and all hail the number three, as it paved a way for me in the crowded shop. Muhaaha so collected my phone only to see to my dismay one recieved msg for the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after shaking my phone and subjecting it to a little of vanga's hard love i proceeded to consume some stoopid rip off white shit called mcflurry which i swear the potong ice cream man sells for only one buck.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that isabella damn cock one, can't even make it on time LOL! and after reading her blog, she spent the time choosing her pants! WHAKAKAKA, and given the fact that she spend such a long time choosing, she ended up wearing her hot pants? HAIYO! might as well wear nothing....... -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took a train to meet the two latecoming species of the feminine spectrum and still had to wait for them... and then they came sashaying away... Me? look like a policeman? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceeded to the ground level whereby i was once again called upon to use my mandarin to shake a buffet advertising lady loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus all the way to the steamboat restaurant and had to reconfigure my internal compass LOL!. So there i was, the only goondu wearing my shiny uniform and cooking. Thanks esmond for claming that i look like an iron chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was severly wounded at the pan section for i was bombarded by splecks of insolent boiling lard and even got a little of my hair singed! aggh! but this was nothing compared to what the prawns went through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoopid yuling is a sadist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YULING IS A SADIST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had so much fun "slow-cooking" the live prawns!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;she held them by the whiskers and dip them in and out slowly from the boiling hot water.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then esmond came along and threw them on the hot plate !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AGGH! AGGH! AGGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I pray that they made it to heaven those poor prawns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So yeah we ate lots and lots of crap and eventually ran for our lives to the neighbouring bus stop where i just had to meet more beattyian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Stoopid bus was bloody packed just because the driver had to wank or something so we all decided to march a la Beattyian contigent style to the nearest mrt station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And there i was making fun of Aarons outstanding twin peaks and breastmilk production.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Time past so fast. we talked lots of crap until before i realised i was already in city hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Proceeded to suntec but couldn't make myself go up the escalator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AGGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I miss her so because i had to let her go, so that she will meet someone new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But now i am sad for doing that thing i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;LOL! HELL NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ahahaha but yeah i am seriously comtemplating on ways to make money in order to give my equipment an entire makeover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fender American Jazz bass    $2500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bass POD Xt Live                     $  700&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hartke Cabinet                         $1000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;                                                    - - - - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Total                                           $4200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shall work on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For now, bass on baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115908239360536101?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115908239360536101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115908239360536101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115908239360536101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115908239360536101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-about-23rd-of-september.html' title='More about the 23rd of september.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115903035761633705</id><published>2006-09-24T01:45:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T04:52:52.953-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well soon Jiayan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Title says every single damned thing that so happens to preoccupy my mind at this point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On a sidenote. came back from the steamboat bbq, didn't turn out as nice as expected, but the social time was simply irreplaceable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Met this lady on the mrt train. Served her at sakae sushi :D took the opportunity to tell her some rather negative aspect of the restaurant :D Everyone around me was so happy, simply made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then i came home. checked people's blog, someone is sick again! how can you always fall sick? LOL! take care of yourself because friends won't do that for you, neither can your parents be there 24/7. If studies are bothering you then i sugguest you take a good break and come back once you are in the pink of health. Great health = greater tolerance and resistance to breakdowns in the long run. Might as well sacrifice a few days for the sake of the entire examinations right? Either way it's your life, and i ain't running it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So everyone around me is happy tonight. It's an achievement alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Walked to Suntec. couldn't bring myself to progress any further. June 10th imprints are still fresh in my mind perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am such a &lt;strong&gt;WUSS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Overall it has beena  fruitful day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bass on baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115903035761633705?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115903035761633705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aggh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ionian, Dorian, Phrygian, Lydian, Mixolydian, Aeolian, Locrian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AGGH! still got still got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;major minor dominant and diminished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But it's okie i will live through it all and emerge as a born-again bassist :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Another chapter, another life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bass on baby :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115866439917589057?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115866439917589057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115866439917589057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115866439917589057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115866439917589057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/bass-theory.html' title='Bass Theory.'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115858191717078083</id><published>2006-09-18T20:15:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T00:25:10.783-12:00</updated><title type='text'>It's now like that thing you do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just a quick update people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed the song to That Thing You Do by The Wonders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is slightly more upbeat and cheerful then my earlier themes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up people, the world is moving too fast for us to feel sad about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bass on Baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115858191717078083?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115858191717078083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115858191717078083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115858191717078083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115858191717078083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-now-like-that-thing-you-do.html' title='It&apos;s now like that thing you do'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115855015687677678</id><published>2006-09-18T12:01:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T15:29:16.993-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Now with sounds :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gd afternoon to one and all :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just would like to inform you that the tune you hear in the background is the theme from the game titled tomb raider 4 :last revelations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This song is based on the adventures in egypt so i hope you people enjoy the short track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bass on Baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115855015687677678?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115855015687677678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115855015687677678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115855015687677678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115855015687677678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/now-with-sounds-d.html' title='Now with sounds :D'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115846695647705112</id><published>2006-09-17T12:16:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T16:22:36.656-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple is the key</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alot of things rage on in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I think she doesn't like the watch. It just never seems to materialize on her wrist on each occasion i rendezvous with her. But i have long since conceptualize this idea . Maybe she sold it or gave it to her friends, only god knows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now on the topic of the ladies in school. Why is it that only when there is distance between all of us, then only can they see the good in people? i have long been notorious for giving a terrible first impression. But frankly i am just not very good at making good first impressions and i definitely am not one to make enemies ... But it's okie, at least things are turning out fine now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So many things to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Teachers day was great, the choir simply made the day even better. The leader of the group? Damn she was born to be a leader, not like some lowlife like me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My birthday was great too. Fender's are definitely going to be mine some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For now, Bass on Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115846695647705112?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115846695647705112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115846695647705112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115846695647705112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115846695647705112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/simple-is-key.html' title='Simple is the key'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115846609355681919</id><published>2006-09-17T12:05:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T16:08:13.846-12:00</updated><title type='text'>17 isn't a big deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So yeah ladies and gentleman, i am 17, but it isn't making any difference!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Saw her so many times on both sept 14th and 15th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I would be lying if i said i don't miss her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I would be sinning if i said i totally forgotten her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nvm at least there's music on my mind for now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bass on baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115846609355681919?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115846609355681919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115846609355681919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115846609355681919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115846609355681919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/17-isnt-big-deal.html' title='17 isn&apos;t a big deal'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115772828779454914</id><published>2006-09-08T03:11:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T03:11:42.946-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hello everyone, how's life ? Good i hope ? For me it's all about change recently. It's nice to change myself to accomodate people around me =) Hope you people will feedback to me about the changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Take care and may god bless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115772828779454914?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115772828779454914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115772828779454914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115772828779454914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115772828779454914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/09/revamped.html' title='Revamped!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-115521072290082933</id><published>2006-08-10T19:46:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:52:03.240-12:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Its been two months since June 10th and i have like only communicated once or twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Time flies doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am going to die that much sooner :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Let it be know that theres three laws in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;True love is unconditional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;True love cannot be forced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;True love is sacrificing one's happiness for anothers'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-115521072290082933?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/115521072290082933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=115521072290082933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115521072290082933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/115521072290082933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-months-on.html' title='2 months on'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-114986965116533461</id><published>2006-06-10T00:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T04:14:11.936-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Campaign Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today is the 10th of June, and here i am on a saturdae morning starting a whole new entry. Its a campaign, something i like to call the shadow campaign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But first, a little recollection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It was friday, June 9th a while ago, and i was in a restuarant to wrap off something i started on feb 14th 2005. Those minutes flew by so quickly and now i am at home starting the campaign that will test my mental endurance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It will start with a week. I will not communicate with subject for a week. Then i will proceed to a 2 weeks. Then i will proceed to 3 weeks and the list will go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I need self discipline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hopefully i will launch the campaign of the shadow for 21 nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;After 21 nights i will know that i have succeeded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Shadow campaign begins NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-114986965116533461?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/114986965116533461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=114986965116533461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/114986965116533461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/114986965116533461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/06/campaign-day-1.html' title='Campaign Day 1'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-114121844289441738</id><published>2006-03-01T21:15:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:07:23.176-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gd evening ladies and gentleman! Welcome to another episode of the Vanga's Show starring Vanga as himself! Lets give a round of applause for Vanga Muhahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thank you thank you far too kind! Whahaha I just finished a litre of chocolate milk withnin 2 daes as we speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Btw! Gave her the earrings last fridae. Think she doesnt like it. Guess its a sign for me to move on. The dae my gifts are the right gift is the dae god sends me a sign. So i shall not continue further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Freddie Mercury songs are really nice. Damn i wish i could sing like him. I am thinking of learnin the guitar. Perhaps some dae i can play Canon in D on the guitar? Muhahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Poly life is gonna start! Now that i am free, I am going to make a sex videotape myself muhahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have this strong feeling that a six string is suddenly the instrument of my choice. Whats wrong with me! lol I AM EVOLVING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Got to go now. Hopefully i can get over her really quick. I would like to start filming my sex tape with some hot chick soon! WHOOHOO Meet the materialistic Vanga. I hate flat chested bitches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-114121844289441738?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/114121844289441738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=114121844289441738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/114121844289441738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/114121844289441738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/03/moving-on.html' title='Moving on!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-114006324479410736</id><published>2006-02-16T12:15:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T16:14:08.890-12:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the real goodbye now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Its a rather mundane afternoon as i speak and blog this rather emotionally wrenching entry. When we were in the hall on October 14th last year , the sch had organised a graduation ceremony for all of us. A few of us cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I delivered the class speech but found my tear ducts not working so no tears on my part. But then again. Just 6 daes back, when we recieved the o level results. No one cried other then to cry or to mourn their bad results. And this brings me to the real point. That was the real goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;No one realised that i guess. We wont be seeing other any more. We wont be going to the same class to attend the same lessons by the same teachers anymore. Its the end. Bye bye . Zhai Jian . Ciao . blah blah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So i guess time is indeed so fragile ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My results sucked shit man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;English ---&gt; B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Maths    ---&gt; B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Science  ---&gt; B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Humanities ---&gt; B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;DNT ---&gt; C6  O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chinese  ---&gt; B4 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chinese Aural (Listening/Oral) ---&gt; DISTINCTION whahooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yep it still sucks right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyway what a valentine dae man! The entire dishii gang went to Stanleys uncle resturant and racked up 150 dollars in bills muhahhahahaa. I spoke mandarin and scared the shit out of all the china staff down there. MUHAHAHHA INDIAN POWER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sometimes i have to wonder. Is being able to speak mandarin a gift or a curse? Ahem.! Who told me speaking mandarin will get the girls? I AM SCARING THEM ALL AWAY THE MOMENT I SPEAK MANDARIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ahahahahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Damn this is what happens when u go out with 3 other guys for valentines dae. I find pinching esmonds Butt highly adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyone saw the movie shallow hal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am really afraid. I find all the girls that Esmond and Tiash find hot highly ugly and revolting. Is there something wrong with my eyes? Or do i really see the real "beauty" of people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ahhahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Met a long lost fren on msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Her name is Christine. muhahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3 years no contact already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;COLLECTING MY NUMBER 3 Uniform this Saturdae muhahahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Miss her so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Doubt i can move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I should have smiled back on wednesdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VANGA S/O GANASAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YOU WILL NVER GET A GF AT THE RATE U ARE GOIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Huh? i hear a voice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whose that? buhahahahahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Happy valentines dae JTMS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-114006324479410736?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/114006324479410736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=114006324479410736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/114006324479410736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/114006324479410736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-real-goodbye-now.html' title='It&apos;s the real goodbye now'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113931432444352869</id><published>2006-02-07T20:10:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T00:12:04.783-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo Bravo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gd evening maggots. How are you feeling on this rather plesant evening dated the 7th of Feburary. The current time is 1930 hours and i am currently listening to The Music Of The Night from The Phantom Of The Opera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Talking about this movie. I am such a jackass not to catch it when it was released back then in 2004. But thankfully the wonderful choir concert came along on the 22nd of november last year and i was suddenly attracted to the whole phantom of the opera thingy. Finally , last sunday, I used my brand new ATM card and purchased the VCD! And i am telling you that after watching the movie. It is utterly beautiful and everyone in the whole should watch it. Even the worlds most hardened criminals would shed a tear or two for this epic drama about love, music and materialism in the real world. I cried myself for two particular scenes in the movie. Allow me to share my experiences here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;First heartwrenching and waterwork shedding moment is potrayed in the rooftop scene. Raoul sings with Christine the song of All I ask Of You. He kisses her and the couple runs off. Along the way during the song, It is noted that christine drops the Phantoms gift of a rose with a black ribbon onto the floor. After everything quietens down. The poor Phantom strides over to the rose and pours his hearts out in a few but rather emotional sentences all to the tune of the previous song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I gave you my music . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;made your song take wing . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and now, how you've repaid me. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;denied me and betrayed me . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;He was bound to love you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when he heard you sing . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Christine ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Christine ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You will regret the day you did not do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All that the Phantom asked of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My tears flowed at the last two sentences. This two sentences were wailed out on top of the statue which the Phantom climbed in order for him to cry into the unforgiving night. I felt so much sorrow for him ! And the actor was definetly excellent in potraying his emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Second moment was actually in the climax section. When the phantom told christine to make his choice. Either Him or Raoul. And she retorted with this sentence before kissing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pitiful creature of darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What kind of life u have known. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;God gave me the courage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To Tell you that you're not alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This was an extremely beautiful scene. For true love was able to change the mind and purify the soul of a deranged man. The kiss made the Phantom Stagger and emotionally break down and i also shared his emotions and i CRIED! SO BEAUTIFUL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So in short. This two moments itself should inspire you maggots to Purchase and view this wonderful movie. You will not regret it. All the songs are extremely nice and overall the move is worth watching everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Back to my life now. The news is finally out that my Results will be out in approx three days time and i am extremely excited muhahahhaha. The days at MI seem to be more memorable nowadays. And everyone seems to have finally cheered up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My spending has increased tenfold! Damnnit lah , at this rate how am i going to get the acoustic guitar for her? After my stint at MI, and gazing at the numerous cupid struck couples, i was wondering if i should give up and move on? Or stay and wait my life away. Hm... Decisions decisions , but i am close to moving on . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You have come here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in pursuit of your deepest urge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;,in pursuit of that wish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;which till now has been silent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;silent . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have brought you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that our passions may fuse and merge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in your mind you've already succumbed to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dropped all defences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;completely succumbed to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;now you are here with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no second thoughts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you've decided,decided . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Past the point of no return -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no backward glances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the games we've played till now are at an end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Past all thought of "if" or "when" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no use resisting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;abandon thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and let the dream descend . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What raging fireshall flood the soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What rich desire unlocks its door?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What sweet seduction lies beforeus . . .?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Past the point of no return,the final threshold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;what warm,unspoken secrets will we learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Beyond the point of no return . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What should i do ladies and gentlemen? Live and let live, Or move on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113931432444352869?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113931432444352869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113931432444352869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113931432444352869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113931432444352869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2006/02/bravo-bravo.html' title='Bravo Bravo'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113601379202617694</id><published>2005-12-31T15:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:23:12.130-12:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am finally back to blogging guys after a self given break of approx a week since my CLT Course finished. yep i am now officially a Cadet Lieutanent and how i miss those special people in my life! when certain portions of the course got too tough for me. I would just think of her and there i was back on my two feet and pushing myself on! I won the best trainee in knowledge award for this pioneer batch of CLTs and i shall now openly dedicate it to this wonderful girl named Joyce Tan for the fact that the thought of seeing her again made me garner my energy to push myself to complete each and every dae with succession. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Also i must say that i only got the mood to blog after i read Joyce's blog myself and so therefore once again thank you for being my pillar of strength!. Your passion for dance-sing will definetly pay off one dae and you will be successful in every aspect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;New year is commencing in aprox 8 hours and with this thought in mind i like to wish a HAPPY NEW YEAR to everyone especially my parents , my sis aish , my blood bro Stan Esmond and Tiash , my band of brothers (maggot company) , Maggot company OIC (LTA Abbas) Mambo Jambo elder brothers (Sharom and Moses) and of course Ex-DART Encik David!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whoohoo i love my new motorola Razr but wasted it doesnt come in pink anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Joyce Tan i am still thinking of you as i type this sentence out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And lastly i love every single one of my NCDCC cadets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113601379202617694?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113601379202617694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113601379202617694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113601379202617694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113601379202617694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113396593088395663</id><published>2005-12-07T22:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T02:37:40.893-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Milkoholic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last week i suffered from withdrawal syndrome just because i couldnt get my hand on a glass of milk. Yesterdae i went shopping at ntuc and i purchased a litre of milk. About two hours ago, i drank the last drop of it. Yes. I finished one litre or milk withnin under 24 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whoohoo SPARTAN Vanga-1409 , SPARTAN Stanley-1506 , SPARTAN Esmond-0110 have decided to try playing with puddles of water on Friday. Tomorrow is my dads 42nd bdae and i am going to go out the whole to tomorrow. As i type now, the current programme on tv is something really hilarious. Premarital sex is the topic. And there is this really ugly chinese girl who is as skinny as a bamboo pole. Face full of pimple that you could use it as a sandpaper. And a chest so flat that even one of the UNSC pelican could take off and land with no difficulty. And yet here she is on tv saying she has slept with several guys just because she loved them. What the hell is wrong with the youth of todae? why do they regard their virginity with no holds barred behaviour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I believe that sex is a gift from god to reproduce and procreate. Therefore here i am todae pledging to keep away from premarital sex :D and to keep it till after marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Remember , respect women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For every second of pleasure for you guys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you create pain for the woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sex comes with responsibility &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Be responsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Use a condom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Better still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Keep it for after marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113396593088395663?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113396593088395663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113396593088395663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113396593088395663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113396593088395663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/12/milkoholic.html' title='Milkoholic'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113394087442081143</id><published>2005-12-07T15:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T19:35:11.540-12:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Finally changed to a new blog skin todae and i have my sis SPARTAN Aish-1208 to thank muhahahahahahhaa. Thank you so much for sourcing out this skin for me. So how do you guys find me? do leave me a tag. Muhahahaha yes i have a tagboard :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113394087442081143?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113394087442081143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113394087442081143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113394087442081143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113394087442081143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/12/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113387941637962880</id><published>2005-12-06T22:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T15:23:03.523-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoohoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My sister, SPARTAN Aish-1208 arrived todae in Sector-65 a.k.a Singapore on board a Phantom leased to Singapore Airlines. I recieved a personal arrival transmission in the afternoon from her and hearing her voice all safe and sound in Sector-65 was truely a happy moment for me.She isnt my biological sister. She is just another SPARTAN like me and we have non-pure indian blood flowing and orientating through and fro our pounding veins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On a sidenote. SPARTAN Esmond-0110 also safely arrived in Sector-65 approximately 6.30 pm in the evening and I recieved his safe Homecoming Transmission at 7 in the evening. SPARTAN Stanley-1506 will also be deployed to Sector-Hkdisney soon and may god be with him every step of his way in a cantonese infested environment. SPARTAN Joyce-0606 also recieved an encoded transmission from Officer Fizzy todae under directions and everything seems to be in place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SPARTAN Vanga-1409 is extremely bored and he has come up with a ranking system for people he knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SPARTAN - Close frens. Close to my central circuitry core (heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ODST - Secondary protocol officers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Officers - Crazy people with crazy sense of humor (aliens)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Toilet Clerk - Jackasses with super large nose with sniffing disorder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Have a nice dae people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;VANGA-1409 out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113387941637962880?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113387941637962880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113387941637962880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113387941637962880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113387941637962880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/12/whoohoo.html' title='Whoohoo'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113378953698761516</id><published>2005-12-05T01:29:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T01:32:17.316-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just under a minute ago, SPARTAN Vanga-1409 recieved a revelation. A truth so big and obvious even he had no idea about for it has blinded him. Damnnit. IT LIES! Yes, IT LIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What have i done to deserve this lies? What have i done? NOTHING. I have done NOTHING whatsoever. The transmission came in from what was suppose to be a passing remark but TO this SPARTAN it means a whole lot more. IT LIES. I cant Emphasise Enough. IT LIES!. Why am i making a fuss? I have never lied to IT! I have nver EVER LIED TO IT! Aggh . I Was LIED TO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;WHAT am i suppose to say? WHat am I suppose to DO? WHat THE F*** Is wrong with IT? Everytime i AM MADE OUT to BE the BAD GUY but what about this SITUAtion? AM I STILL THE BAD GUY? ALL this while i SINCERELY thought IT has NVER ever BEEN INTO A CINEMA and I only wanted to bring IT for a show to allow her to experience a decent MOVIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SEEMS LIKE IT has gone there before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have BEEN over concern. AS SOON AS IT hears of the tantrum i have Thrown, IT is going to probably go RUNNING TO Esmond and TElling HIM how over the limit I have BEEN and after that I WIll BE THE ONE who seems bad. AND the general public lwill set upon me like a pack of wolves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FEEL MY WRATH PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FEEL MY WRATH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113378953698761516?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113378953698761516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113378953698761516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113378953698761516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113378953698761516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/12/revelation.html' title='Revelation'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113361817363128671</id><published>2005-12-03T22:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T02:03:47.230-12:00</updated><title type='text'>I am ADDICTED to "M..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;o.....o......o.....ohhhh. m....mmmm....mmmm......mmmmmyyyyyyyyyy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;........g.............g...........g......g&lt;br /&gt;gggggoooooooooodddd.&lt;br /&gt;i.........ca........cant.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ta............ta...................take..........i......It .....&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaannnnnyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mmmmmmooooreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee . IIIIIIII .....MMMMMMMUUUUSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HHHHHAAVVVVVEEE MY MMMMMMIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLKKKKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO MMMMMMMIIIILLLLLLKKKK FFFFFOOOOOORRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;LAAAAASSTTTTTT WEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK,IIIII&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMM DDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYYIIIIIIINNNNNNG. CCCCCAAAAAANNNNNTTTTT DDDDOOOOOO TTTTTTTHHHHHIIIIIIINNNNGGGGGSSSS&lt;br /&gt;PPRRRROOOOPEEEERRRLLLLLLYY. IIIIII NNNNNNEEEEEEEDDDDDDDD MMMMMYYYYYYY MMMIIIILLLLLLLKKKKKK. GIMMMMMMMEEEEEEE MMMMMMMMYYYYYYY MMMMIIIIIIILLLKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IIIIIIIII CCCAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;TTTTHHHHHHIIIINNNNNKKKKK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;IIIIIII CCCCCCAAAAAAANNNNNNTTTTTTTT BBBBBRRRRREEEEEEEAAAAATHHHHHEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GGGGGGGGIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEE MMYYYYYYYYYY MMMMMMMMIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLKKKKKKKK PPPPPPLLLLLLLLEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSSEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falls over and dies :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoot back from the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No milk served in heaven thats why :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113361817363128671?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113361817363128671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113361817363128671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113361817363128671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113361817363128671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-addicted-to-m.html' title='I am ADDICTED to &quot;M...&quot;'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113343837139342689</id><published>2005-12-01T20:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T23:59:31.763-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Manipulative Agnav</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Over the last few daes, You might have noticed that i have been posting various expressions over a variety of media , mainly blogspot, friendster and my Msn messenger. It is done fellow reader. It is done . The mushiness wasn't my true feelings . It was to disgust and make a particular person hate me and i believe the desired result has been achieve for not long ago i recieve confirmation from a fren . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The only way i can forget a girl is for her to hate me for a reason. Then i will totally forget about her. Girls work in packs and i have used this to my advantage for people have been talking :D For every sentence i make people will notice this and will tell their peers. In the end all the peers will go back to one source and that is the targeted person. Everyone will tell her how i have been lamenting and being the girl i think i know she is , She will feel disgusted that i am and have been making a scene out of nothing . Then SHE will HATE me and that's the intended purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I will nver fall in love for a long long time to come and to all those people who questioned me about my nickname and messages posted . Screw you all and mind your own business. I am the manipulative Agnav and i know what i am doing and i will know how to get the results. Contact me anytime should you need help to get anything done , For i am Agnav , the guy who can do Anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Finally the deed is done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And i wont turn back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For now there is no regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nothing more for me to dread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113343837139342689?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113343837139342689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113343837139342689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113343837139342689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113343837139342689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/12/manipulative-agnav.html' title='The Manipulative Agnav'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113341984099712131</id><published>2005-12-01T15:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T18:50:41.003-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Agnav is bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today i shall share with you what kind of person i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am EVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whoohooohoohoohoohoohohoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Happy 1st December whoot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pops Party Poopers !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Christmas 24 more days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sorry whakakaakakakakakakakaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113341984099712131?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113341984099712131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113341984099712131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113341984099712131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113341984099712131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/12/agnav-is-bored.html' title='Agnav is bored...'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113336045255300010</id><published>2005-11-30T22:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:27:55.633-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Agnav in love????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have no idea , i have had recurring thoughts of her cascading and resounding through my shattered and twisted mind and richocheting off the walls but reaching my central core none the less . Frankly speaking . I still miss you Joyce and there's still a place for you in my heart . No matter how hard i try to forget you it just seems so hard to let go . :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Perhaps it is your beauty , perhaps it is ur intelligence , but nonetheless i am captivated by u on the whole. Every thing you do just seems so graceful and full of feminity to my eyes and you look like one of those angels that will nver ever stumble and fall .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Something burns in me . Something just wouldnt let the fire die out . You are literally like a scented rose with thorns that exudes a drug that draws me back to you everytime i get pricked and hurt . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Theres an allure about you no girl have ever exuded before and its all in positive light . You are matured and a natural intellect and yet you have nver shown a single streak of moment whereby you lose ur cool and snap and destroy the steady train of ur grace .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So Joyce , i miss you , and if you are reading this . Dont be afraid , You wont see me since you dont like me . But i will always have a torch lit for you , and this particular torch , is so strong not even i can put it out . I will always be there to provide you with moral support . I will always be you friend :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113336045255300010?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113336045255300010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113336045255300010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113336045255300010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113336045255300010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/agnav-in-love.html' title='Agnav in love????'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113332243593472925</id><published>2005-11-30T12:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T15:49:37.036-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Garden of Agnav</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AGGH i was tempted to chat with her yesterdae . This girl whom i have no memory of . I chatted with her . I mustn't do that ! I dont want to bother her anymore , i dont want to be a nuisance anymore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want her to be happy and i know darn well that she will only be happy if i stop harassing her . I must respect her decision for not liking me and I am not a tad bit sad .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest wish for her would indefinetly be for her to be happy all throughout her life and for all her dreams to come true .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget her Agnav . forget her . It's not just good for you , you will stop being a total hindrance to her and pull her back . Go and become a gay or something . She will nver be with you . And you know darn well that's the truth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So time comes to a standstill&lt;br /&gt;In Agnav's Twisted mind&lt;br /&gt;All he that he controls with his will&lt;br /&gt;Has left him far and behind&lt;br /&gt;So until another comes along&lt;br /&gt;And catches the iris of his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He has decided not to love for long&lt;br /&gt;Until the stigma dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113332243593472925?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113332243593472925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113332243593472925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113332243593472925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113332243593472925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/garden-of-agnav.html' title='The Garden of Agnav'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113310223660039732</id><published>2005-11-27T22:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T02:54:00.236-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicler Agnav</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;After weeks of heated debate and the recruitment of a new member , the five hidden souls of Vanga's Twisted Mind has arrived at an unanimous decision . We have all decided to merge our souls and harness our power for the greater good of Man. We five souls have allowed our ability to intertwine and merge into one solid Spirit known as Agnav .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Agnav is able to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Converse in five different language (Vanga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Manipulate you if you are weak minded(The Allseeing Eye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gather information(The shadow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Make girls go weak in the knees (beta testing) (The Phantom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Make you commit suicide by laughing till you die(Vanga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Crack enough jokes that you will nver fall sick(Vanga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Kill you if you spout terrible and atrocious english(Vanga ,The Phantom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Impress your parents (Vanga,The Crusader)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Make you have nightmares of me (The Shadow,The Allseeing Eye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Make your dreams come true (The Phantom,The Shadow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Play the bass guitar (Vanga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Know your fears(The Allseeing Eye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Drink an insane amount of milk (The Crusader)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Find ways to solve your problems(The Shadow,Vanga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Listen to your misery and problems (Vanga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Put his friends before himself (Vanga ,The Shadow,The Phantom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fight for what is right (The Crusader)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Kill you if u touch my Xbox (Vanga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Support Beatty Choir because of some girl i cant remember.(All)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Continue updating this blog (All)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;There are many more abilities that have yet to surface and the the next one week or so will will the crucial point of this entire merger as there will be many improvements and new abilities showing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;As usual i will update all you readers as soon as possible and hope you will have a pleasant dae with the New Chronicler Agnav.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113310223660039732?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113310223660039732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113310223660039732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113310223660039732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113310223660039732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/chronicler-agnav.html' title='The Chronicler Agnav'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113300556531948123</id><published>2005-11-26T20:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:46:05.340-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crusader With The Square Butt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What you sniggering at you imbecile , fool , moron , cockanathan . So what if my Butt cheeks is square and has angles of 90 degrees? It is the result of sitting in front of my computer and blogging entries like this to humor equally bored species of mankind like you , yeah you with ur underwear on you reading this post .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am so bored that i finished one litre of milk todae . Okie fine i shall blog down the amount of milk i have drank this week. On mondae i drank 250 mls of milk . On Tuesdae morning i drank 500 mls of fresh milk and later in the evening i downed another 500 mls of chocolate milk . The next dae i drank 250 mls for breakfast , and i downed a further 1 litre of choco milk later in the evening at my class chalet . On thursdae morning i drowned my sorrows in 500 mls of milk mixed with root beer and on fridae i drank 250 mls of milk. Todae i finish the remainder of the first packet and downed 300 mls from the new carton of milk which i opened todae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Viva la Milk .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am so bored , and to think of it , my course only starts on the 12th of December . Phew i am gonna die no doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;See lah even my blog entries are now limited to monotonous and monolinear sentences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aggh i am so bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Did i just speak Singlish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The shadow * you jerk u just spouted Singlish*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Phantom* for the love of english , u have commited adultery in the english world*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Allseeing Eye* Crusader's are all kumquats , nuff said*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Vanga * You are A disgrace to my physical body and mentality*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hee sorry guys :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So i say lah my england is not very powderful. Last night i drunk milk like no tomolo and i feel sibei shiok aggh! whole night cannot seep aggh , roll here roll thlere and i still got energ-ie go make fun of my neeber dawg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Kidding guys , this holidae season , Dont drink and drive, much less drink and talk . Alcohol causes eccentric behaviour and extremely lousy control over ones speech and bladder pattern. You will probably be peeing worst then a horse if u drink and that is not cool :D You will also be unable to sleep and u will roll urself till u put the laundry dryer to shame :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dont drink and talk . It creates saliva tsunami :D and thats not good for the younger children for they will gladly lick any globs of liquid found around and as it contains alcohol, they will drop like peasants in "danny , champion of the world" .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On the contary , thats an excellent method to silence the nonsensical children for a short while before their hyperactive metabolism rates start pumping them back into action again :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Happy 26th of November To everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hope my lovely butt becomes round and sexy again :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113300556531948123?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113300556531948123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113300556531948123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113300556531948123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113300556531948123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/crusader-with-square-butt.html' title='The Crusader With The Square Butt'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113288910482093149</id><published>2005-11-25T11:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:25:04.836-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bored Phantom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Its been exactly 3 daes since the O's was completed but i am absolutely bored and perhaps even half dead perhaps. This is probably going to be the shortest entry ever but i as the Phantom shall leave a romantic poem here every now and then so that you may use it to woo the girl of ur innermost desire with luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are like a magnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And i am like a Compass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wherever you choose to go to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My compass moves along impromptu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;With every breath you take in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My soul leaves me by an inch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sucked in by ur beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Which is not willing to show any mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So let me be with you with every step that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Let me be there to hold you if u stumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anywhere you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Let Me follow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;That's all i ask of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113288910482093149?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113288910482093149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113288910482093149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113288910482093149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113288910482093149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/bored-phantom.html' title='The Bored Phantom'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113283991575872833</id><published>2005-11-24T21:45:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T01:45:15.770-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phantom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Introducing a new member to the depths of Vanga's Mind . Ever since the mind erasing process was carried out and executed 1 night ago , excessive exposure to the phantom of the opera has created Vanga's own phantom deep withnin his mind . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Phantom is in relevance to the Personality Vanga adopts when he likes a girl but doesnt dare to approach her . Just like the movie and musical , The Phantom works from behind the scene to make the girl he likes both happy and protected but not being able to see him for he is hideous . The Phantom will make all her wishes come true but just like the reprise , to love him , that's all he ask of her .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So guys I am The Phantom , the guy no girl wants to go out with or be of acquaintance with . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love me , thats all i ask of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love me , thats all i ask of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love me , thats all i ask of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113283991575872833?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113283991575872833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113283991575872833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113283991575872833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113283991575872833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/phantom.html' title='The Phantom'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113280311672858276</id><published>2005-11-23T11:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T15:31:56.763-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesmerized Vanga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thinking about the choir concert which i attended two nights ago , I must declare that i am thoroughly mesmerized by the rendition of Masquerade by the Westwood Secondary Choir .There's something about the song that captures the liveliness of growing up , falling in love and attending glitzy balls and such with the one you love so dearly and truely . Each dance step bonds ur heart and hers with every single shuffle . Each glance into each others eyes perhaps allow each party a glimpse of their partners soul. I can relate to the Phantom , i am disfigured , but i am not be a musical genius . And i work behind the scene to ensure that everything stays in place and in working order . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Another song that sets a notch in my heart is the deliverance of the song titled "Love me , that's all i ask of you." This song together with Masquerade has been resonounding in my cranium for the last two nights and the feeling is a mixture of both sorrow and euphoria . I just donno why but each sentence makes me wanna cry . Perhaps i am just sensitive with emotional issues. Or maybe i am just a sissy in terms of matters of the heart , but the songs are so beautiful :'( . It really makes you think that the production is based on a true story and i feel so sorry for the Phantom because he was the one helping the girl all the way but she doesnt appreciate it , instead prefering to go out with a guy who is rich .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Had a chalet at east coast last night and saw alot of girls there , but i tell myself , whats beyond the surface one will not know so it nver pays to be materialistic. Materialistic guys will end up getting cheated on by their wives , and Materialistic girls will end up getting abused and beaten by their husbands . Such is the vicious order of nature once Love is abused. Materialism is not correct by nature but like there is always the temptation of the devil , there will always be the temptation of succumbing to ones innermost desire . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Perhaps you are wondering why I am writing about all this emotional stuff related to love . Truth is , I have nver been in any form of relationships before and i think all this is coming about because i am reaching the end of my puberty . I also think that the song plays a part cause it was simply beautiful. Anyway this is also due to the fact that i am bored after the eradiction of the O and trying to find means to kill time .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So in the mean time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;May all the single people out there find and get the love of their life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I will gladly sacrifice my own lovelife ,  O almighty one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In a bid for everyone out there to at least enjoy and recieve the true wonder of love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;At least once in their life .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Vanga : Love me , that's all i ask of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;              Wherever you go to , let me follow you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;              Love me , that's all i ask of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113280311672858276?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113280311672858276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113280311672858276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113280311672858276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113280311672858276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/mesmerized-vanga.html' title='Mesmerized Vanga'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113267363857553585</id><published>2005-11-22T23:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T03:35:32.526-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Initiated Crusader</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tonights concert was extremely beautiful . The song was euphoric and the girls from Zhonghua were extremely beautiful . As usual the purple girls from my school were horrendous and extremely inclined towards the chinese language. Of all the songs sang tonight i think the Phantom Of the Opera medly was spectacular and serenading. Of all the songs , i think one line of a particular song rang a bell in my heart. " To love me , that's all i ask of you" this sentence rang in my head all throughout the night but i guess i have to get through with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i continue , i would like everyone to know that i have slayed the Beast Of Science 1 and thereby sealing the O demon in its eternal tomb. My report card on the performance of my killings will be issued to be next year , then only can i choose a path to another association where i will be tried and tested by being put to battle with the A demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation Joy Often Yields Conned Emotions is in effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more talk of darkness, Forget these wide-eyed fears . I'm here,nothing can harm you -my words will warm and calm you . Let me be your freedom , let day light dry your tears . I'm here , with you , beside you ,to guard you and to guide you . Say you love me every waking moment , turn my head with talk of summertime . Say you need me with you , now and always . . . promise me that all you say is true , that's all I askof you . Let me be your shelter , let me be your light . You're safe : No-one will find you , your fears are far behind you . . .All I want is freedom , a world with no more night , and you always beside me to hold me and to hide me , then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime . Let me lead you from your solitude . Say you need me with you here, beside you . . . anywhere you go,let me go too, that's all I ask of you . Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime , say the word and I will follow you . Share each day with me, each night, each morning . Say you love me ,You know I do .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me -that's all I ask of you . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go , let me go too . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me -that's all I ask of you . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind is erased and all files relating to subject codenamed Joy Often Yields Conned Emotions has been archived and destroyed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless Everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me -that's all I ask of you . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113267363857553585?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113267363857553585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113267363857553585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113267363857553585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113267363857553585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/initiated-crusader.html' title='The Initiated Crusader'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113262648986545324</id><published>2005-11-22T10:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T14:28:09.880-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Beast Of Dnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Beast has been slain mercifully by The Crusader himself but i was not undamaged . The prolonged sitting and exposure to the bitterly harsh coldness of the Air Conditioned hall has given me a runny nose o_o. One more Beast Stands before me todae and after that , The Crusader shall transfer over to rampage mode . Todae is also a very significant dae other then the complete extermination and eradication of the O demon . Todae , as mentioned in an earlier blog entry , will be the dae i promised i will be seeing the last of  the Heavens Angels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have to keep to my promise. Why continue spending time with an Angel when she 1) cant accept you for who you are 2) is from an entirely different calibre in terms of academic succession 3) is a completely different race 4) hates you every now and then.  The Crusader went for a discussion with his other personalities , and an unanimous decision was achieved . We will erase her from our memories , much to Vanga's Anguish. We shall now display our verdict from the overall meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Shadow : " Personally, i had the upper hand in delivering this judgement for i was already with Vanga long before his heart broke and others were created . When Vanga set her eyes upon her but had no courage to do anything more then to gaze at her mindlessly every where she went , i was activated and decided to help Vanga by checking up on her but it turned out that indeed some things arent meant for people to know . Her background touched Vanga for he comes from a proper and well to do family and this further increased the inferno in his heart . What i didnt tell him was that , she was an academic whizznut and extremely intelligent and she wouldnt go for a numbnut like Vanga. Still he went along by trying to get to know her , but in the light of recent events , Heavens Angel has started to express her own opinion and backstabbed Vanga . Even that , Vanga apologised to her just because she fell sick midway while apologising . Anyway , she has rejected Vanga's good willed advances twice and being The Shadow it is my responsibility to sever ties between my host and Heavens angel asap to prevent further Damage. It was my fault for there are some things men were nver meant to know, and this is one of them ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Allseeing Eye : " Basically i have experienced first hand , what she is fully capable of .When i first saw her , i knew that she would nver go out with Vanga , but she was definetly manipulative to a certain degree. Anyway above all , the final verdict by Me , The Allseeing Eye is that it is Vanga's Fault alone for even liking a girl whom all his frens knew he would nver get , it was his folly alone and no one elses. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;As of press time , Vanga could not be contacted , but The Crusader did say that Vanga told him that no matter what , Even if he doesnt get to see her again , she will always remain in his heart and be the most beautiful girl he ever knew in secondary school . Also he wishes her all the best in life and that she will find the guy of her dreams and live happily ever after .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader hereby witnesses the solemn event of the erasion of the memory of Heavens Angel from all our standby Memory Banks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Shadow gives the go ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Allseeing Eye gives the go head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Vanga gives the go ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Schedule of execution of that portion of memory is at any moment after the pre-humous departure and memorial concert later tonight :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113262648986545324?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113262648986545324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113262648986545324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113262648986545324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113262648986545324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/beast-of-dnt.html' title='Beast Of Dnt'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113249759880574258</id><published>2005-11-20T22:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T02:39:58.926-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Crusader</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Time to reveal who i really am . Yes people , i am four different guys all rolled into one . I am The Crusader , The Shadow , The Allseeing Eye and Vanga s/o Ganasan. Vanga s/o Ganasan recieves my Gratitude for hosting us , he is the host body and host memory bank which we other four guys utilizes. All four of us share the same looks but totally different characters. Vanga s/o Ganasan is the sensitive guy , the one who cares about others , the one where others find irritating and extremely painful in the ass. He was so distraught by the way people reacted around him that he offered to have a deal with the other three of us . A body in exchange for the three of us to deal with all those around him sounded extremely lucrative and the deal was made in the time span between 2003-present dae. One by one we showed up withnin him and took control as and when the need arise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader is the frontman now since the later half of this year. I have been dealing with people for the last 6 or so months now and the experience has been rather disturbing . I have met a great variety of people and humanity is nasty . During this short period of time i have also developed a certain strange feeling towards a particular girl . Vanga left me in charge shortly after the later half of september and it seems he left in a emotional mess for i had pangs in my heart the moment i took over the body . I have no idea who that girl is so i had to use the Shadow to do a slight Background check on her . She is nice as it seems and all of Vanga's personality loves her to the core but it just seems it was nver meant to be . Being the Crusader i tend to take things a little bit way too seriously and i have a phobia , something i like to name jaywalkingtocrosstheroadophobia . I am so serious that i cant laugh that hard anymore so i leave all the jokes to Vanga :D and it seems he does a rather good job i daresay. I am also a Milkoholic , Crapoholic , and Chiobuoholic .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The shadow , requires great respect . He is also very remarkable and most skilled among all the personality . He doesnt talk much but rather prefers to absorb then to give out . He has the keenest sense of hearing , he utilizes his gift of the gab to persuade , and he uses his quick instincts to get the job done . No he isnt an assasin , he is waht i would like to call the information gatherer in Vanga's world . He knows about you , ur family and just about anything else so long as u know him . The Shadows motto is *to know u inside even before u know the outside of me* He is extremely witty but no, no jokes from this guy either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you had half the mind to expect that the Allseeing Eye would have a sense of humor , Wrong choice . He is the most serious Jack ass on earth . His normal look is actually a standard angry look by Vanga and only a few number of people encountered the Allseeing Eye . He will just sit there , Look at you and see ur inner feelings and fear . He is the cousin of The Shadow , only more sinister and powerful . He doesnt talk at all and he can make u go psychologically mad. He knows where u are at the current moment, predicts what ur next move will be , and moves without warning . He is ur greatest fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So this is my life , my story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader is only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And there lies three more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All in the same gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But in different Chambers overall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If u mess with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You will find ur life very dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;For he knows ur fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And he will very well use it till u tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113249759880574258?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113249759880574258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113249759880574258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113249759880574258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113249759880574258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/real-crusader.html' title='The Real Crusader'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113240000238035782</id><published>2005-11-19T19:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:34:05.633-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crusaders Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yesterdae was fun fun fun ! It was one hell of an experience altogether. As planned , i was to meet Esmond , Stanley and Tiash under the void deck directly outside school. And it started to rain heavily the moment i reached Braddell , but thankfully there was shelter all the way to the block and i didnt get a single drop of rainwater falling onto me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the fun part. Esmond , Irfan and Jeremy came out and they were to put it in one word , berserk . They were all absolutely delirious over the premature completion of their o demon . For all the readers information , they are also bounty hunters like me , slaying different and varying degrees of Beasts. The three hunters from e4 then went to the headquarters of Esmond where we drank and snacked our way to happiness :D Our "alcohol" of choice was the Lime Coke and our "tidbits" was a supply of twisties and we definetly made so much of noice that we surely would have put real drunk people to utter shame .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we did "drunk" activities like cycling on super small bikes and for my case, i traumatized Esmonds Arowana in its fish tank whahakakakakakakaka *Oh fishy fishy fishy!* lol. After which we guys got ready to party our night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked for 10 minutes to the bus interchange just to take a bus which was situtated at a bus stop only 2 minutes away from Esmond,s headquarter whakakakakakaka* walk my life away i shall* We reached Orchard Road really fast and we bought tickets and started to find ways to waste our time till the movie started at 1.30 AM . We did only two things, walk and talk , walk and talk some more . We also whiled away our time by making fun at the transsexual worker doing her job at espirit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdae night i talked non stop for 5-8 hours and so many jokes came out that i cant even rememebr them. But we finished the movie at 4.30 AM and we all took the nightrider home. This was one of those daes where u slept and woke up on the same dae literally :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway take care everyone and make god bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader Likes French Girls&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader Likes Lord Voldemort&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader Likes Milk&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader Wants A Fender Jazz Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113240000238035782?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113240000238035782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113240000238035782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113240000238035782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113240000238035782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/crusaders-night-out.html' title='The Crusaders Night Out'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113229155915810260</id><published>2005-11-18T13:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T17:25:59.176-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Beast Of History</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It has been laid to rest but i must admit that seven daes of leave has done more harm then expected , my finger joints are stiff just like a car left to be scrapped in a junkyard . I think i also lost weight during the transition period . Anyway i had a vision two daes ago on what to expect when tackling the Beast Of History and it came true todae whakakkakakakakakakaa  * i AM the dark crusader* Anyway i am gonna party my night away tonight with lotsa milk , money and movies whakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakak. The major boss fights are over and the only Beasts standing me and the Elimination of the O demon is none other then his two measly assistant , Beast Of Science 1 and Beast Of Dnt whakakakakakakka *he who ask god for light will have to fight the shadow formed* . I am the Shadow , the Crusader , the Allseeing Eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I finished 1 litre of milk between todae and yesterdae and whoohoo isn't milk much more heavenly and cheaper then those expensive booze out there called alcohol that makes kungu fighters do weird moves once drunk and makes people mistake a forty foot tree for a tree root . Best part is this bunch of people call "alcoholics" work in packs and its extremely hilarious when u see this pack attempting to move a 35 year old tree which they thought was a merely a dead root whakakakaka.Whats more amusing are the one liners they spout which would go like "man , we are so drunk we call each other man man" and "dude u have got no head in that brain of yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So to all the kids out there who cant wait to take alcohol . Go put some brain in that head of urs. Alcohol ruins you and makes u stupid things. If ur fren videotapes u and posts it on the net , he makes money and u have ur reputation damaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To all adults , the holidae season is around the corner , so dont drink and drive , unless the driving involves driving up the wall some person u dont particularly like or have told santa bad things about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To everyone , with the exception of lactose intolerant people , Milk is the way to go :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Long live milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader is about to finish the o demon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader gonna party tonight with milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader gonna whack the head out of the brains of alcoholics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader substitutes alcohol with ChocoBerry StrawLate Concoction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader blesses you all whom read thy blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113229155915810260?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113229155915810260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113229155915810260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113229155915810260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113229155915810260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/beast-of-history.html' title='Beast Of History'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113223223872929502</id><published>2005-11-17T21:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:58:00.830-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The XBOXoholic Crusader</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;XBOX is so cool . The Revolution version is way cooler . 360 is calling out to me. Its like those movie scene where a prostitute finds an interested male partner and places her hand deep inside her male counterpart pockets to get to the thick wad of cash whakakakakakakaka * evil laugh once again * If I had a thousand dollars in the form of ready cash , i can gurantee it will be *ka-chinged* on her :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The XBOX has been such a beauty in terms of both aesthetics and playability. She handles well and is extremely sexy to hold and bring into ur bedroom. She purrs with the every so present feminity and her curves puts even the most expensive social escort to shame. The glossiness of her surface is liken to a Victorias Secret in the pink of health. The controller fits in my hand and feels like the breast of a women in heat whaakakakakakakakakakaka *yes i am only 16*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i am so looking forward to get my hands around the XBOX 360 . The functions are so cool . U can switch on the the XBOX 360 from up to 25 metres away whakakakakakakakka *cool or what?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , i shall update the chronicles later on tonight .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Crusader Vangalow&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean Gigolo reporting live&lt;br /&gt;From yishun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113223223872929502?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113223223872929502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113223223872929502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113223223872929502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113223223872929502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/xboxoholic-crusader.html' title='The XBOXoholic Crusader'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113214625081036456</id><published>2005-11-16T21:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:04:10.836-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Insane Bassist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh my i have had seven daes of leave and now into my fifth dae i have already lost it lol. I laugh to myself , i think my bass guitar is a weapon , and i think drinking chocolate milk simulteanously with strawberry milk is delicious . Hell i finished 2 litres of both choco and berry milk altogether in an ass whooping 2 daes. I have decided to name this Crusader delicacy the ChocoBerry StrawLate Concotion . Anyway i am feeling much better since last night for i have forgotten her. U like a pigeon , u set it free . If it comes back to you, fry it and eat it , if it doesnt , rejoice at the sinister fact that the pigeon is somebody elses meal whakakakakakakakakakakakakak * insane cackling of mad laughter* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Anyway i have 120 more hours of qurantine after which i would have successfully slayed the Beast Of History , Dnt And Science 1 . Successful slaying will permit me to a month long vacation issued by the government :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Saw the video for the XBOX 360 and shes a beauty. My existing one is nothing short of perfection but the XBOX 360 is like a sin , tempting me to rob a bank to afford it whakakakakakakakakakaka* evil laughs again* Anyway God Please let Starhub have that giveaway promotion again so that souls like me can continue finding an excuse to support starhub :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Fender American Jazz Bass is also calling out to me. But i am so contented with my current and beloved Joyce who sounds so heavenly and seems to have become one with my hands. Oh baby how could i bear to let you go :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So lets see , XBOX 360 = 600 + bucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;            American Bass  = 2.8k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;whakakakakakakakaka * coughs,chokes* bleah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Where in the sane world am i gonna get 3.4 k by end of this year? LOL i should consider being a gigolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HI my name is Crusader Vangalow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;                           Singaporean Gigolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whaakakakaakakaaakaakakakaakak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader Is Insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader Is A Bassist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader Loves ChocoBerry StrawLate Concoction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader Wants A XBOX 360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader Loves His Joyce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader Wants An American Fender Jazz Bass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113214625081036456?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113214625081036456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113214625081036456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113214625081036456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113214625081036456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/insane-bassist.html' title='The Insane Bassist'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113206623058027460</id><published>2005-11-15T23:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:51:28.266-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heartbroken Crusader</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I met her on the 14th of February and todae is the 15th of November. So Todae i got a message from the angel of heavens court and the message is clear . I have no place in her heart and she will nver like a Sinful Mortal like me. With the deliverance of the message the Crusader here suffers a broken heart and he still is reeling from the pain. This isnt shocking at all for i have been expecting this. But it seems nothing is able to prepare oneself for the reality of a loved one not reciprocating the feelings u had for them . Anyway i guess i have to move on and stop being such a stuck up Person anymore . I should know by now that most girls are materialistic and they go only for guys with good looks and rotten hearts . People with decent hearts like me are considered too law - abiding , mummie's boy and worst of all , perfectionists . I shall wait, and continue to wait until the day comes where a girl who appreciates me will fall from heaven into my clutches and be pampered with the sincerity in me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader waits&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader has a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader has become more stronger&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader loves mixing chocolate milk with strawberry milk&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader loves Adriana Lima and Alessandra Ambrossia&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader loves pretty shemales&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader is straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113206623058027460?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113206623058027460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113206623058027460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113206623058027460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113206623058027460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/heartbroken-crusader.html' title='The Heartbroken Crusader'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113197938621352336</id><published>2005-11-14T23:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T02:43:10.053-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Virgoan Crusader</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have posted all sorts of chronicles this daes but i shall now post a special entry , something related to me. As u know i am Vanga s/o Ganasan , born on the 14th Of September 1989 so that makes me a virgo. As u know virgos are born in the 9th month of the year , so that makes us virgos special in the sense that we were concieved probably on new years day :) I have a mole right below my index finger on my right hand and i am right handed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have problems blending into society since i was young. And up to this date i still have certain issues. For one, i talk too darn much and this is what pisses the shit out of people. You are probably asking urself now , why is this guy stating his mistakes and not changing his ways. Thats where u are wrong . A guy who is silent is deadly and a guy who talks all the time is better for he is constantly exposing all the feelings inside and u know everything. So i see no offences in talking too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Secondly i am extremely frank. If u are fat and u come preening in front of me in a tight fitting dress , dont expect me to praise you . I would tell you there and then bluntly without any remorse , for its better to hear the truth then to find out from a third party right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thirdly i am an insensitive jerk and that explains my single status . I possibly repulse every single girl who knows me and thats because i am the most disgusting guy to every stride the earth. With every stride of my feet plants and living creatures die. With every breath i take a soul in the world loses its life to me. For every sip of water i take some country suffers a drought and for every judgement i make someones lifes becomes jeopardised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yet i still long for the dae i can have a genuine woman withnin my embrace. Some woman whom i can take out for shopping or enjoyment. Some one who will accept me for who i am. I am so evil and repulsive that i have nver had a girl calling me at my home or handphone before to chat with :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So people now that i am done with my bad points , i shall go on with my good points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*none*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So may god bless everyone in the world and may the lord have mercy on those in suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113197938621352336?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113197938621352336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113197938621352336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113197938621352336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113197938621352336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/virgoan-crusader.html' title='The Virgoan Crusader'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113197711262448576</id><published>2005-11-14T22:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T02:05:12.636-12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crusader's Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The crusader has a sister . And she has had passages dedicated to her before , but todae is different. She will be seperated from me most physically and emotionally for 21 daes. Not only will i not be able to see her , i also wont be able to sense her emotions . She means alot to me as a Sister even thou the most miraculous thing is that god only gave her to me this year. She is everything i lacked in my life growing up as the only child and even better. I can talk to her , share my problems, talk to her about other girls, tell her about issues regarding growing up and she will just listen you out. Even if she is down and out , her priority comes with her frens and she puts them before anything else and i find this highly commendable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dear sister , I will miss you for this 21 daes , much more then certain people would. Go enjoy urself and dont worry about anything . I dont want anything else other then for u to take care and to come back safe and sound . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader cries for the first time in a long time :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader feels sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Crusader must be brave :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113197711262448576?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113197711262448576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113197711262448576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113197711262448576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113197711262448576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/crusaders-sister.html' title='The Crusader&apos;s Sister'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113180960632348683</id><published>2005-11-12T11:30:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T03:40:35.926-12:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Days Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I as the crusader after having successfully slain several beast , have been issued a warrant permiting to take 7 daes of break starting todae. The damned organisation who send me on this quest is none other then the High Consulate that works under the acronym of Seab, or Speciality eradication and Bounty association. :P( singapore examinations and assessment board) And now for my bounties which i have collected i am issued a 7 daes break but i dont want no break. Its boring. This is not a typical crusaders life. My life is out there on the field with my mighty ceremonial bass and perhaps with a girl in my arms but i guess the second part has yet to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is the crusader gonna do for 7 full daes? After which he has to slay the Beast of History. 7 daes in The Crusaders term is equilvalent to 168 hours of doing nothing. My ass is gonna become square and the ironic thing is that my Boxers are that of spongebob squarepants. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this passage is dedicated to a really nice girl whom i have only known this year but it has been a totally groovy experience. She is Isabel Naland a.k.a Issie . Issie here is very groovy and her sense of humor and practicality is amazing. She is also nice to talk to and will help u when u are in dire straits :) may god bless Every one i know and also to you Issie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113180960632348683?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113180960632348683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113180960632348683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113180960632348683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113180960632348683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/7-days-break.html' title='7 Days Break'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18271927.post-113172103932838963</id><published>2005-11-11T11:00:00.000-12:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T03:01:19.350-12:00</updated><title type='text'>Beast of Math 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;As promised in my earlier chronicles, this beast has been laid to rest . Three more and my initiation party shall commence. I wanna stay out all night Until the wee hours of the morning after the o's but theres no one whom will stay with me until the early hours. For the first time todae, I actually flirted with a girl .I have abosolutely no comments and i dont think so i so much as succeedeed in flattering her. Disgusted her i must have. Argh i must be the biggest jackass. I have nver talked this way with any girl before but i must say i feel rather happy. At least i am not shy anymore muhahahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when the girl u like agrees to go out with you , but on the condition of bringing her girlfriends along? Should i impress her fren? Well i will just remain myself for everyone should accept the Crusader for who he is right?&lt;br /&gt;If i ever go out, I will wear the very same shirt she got for me :D Its one of the nicest pair of yellow shirt i have in my wardrobe right now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which resturant should i bring her out to? Damn , i have nver gone out with any girl before , much less being the only guy . AGH i wanna remain young , i dont wanna grow up. What am i going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part is. I dont even think she wants to go out with me . All this is wishful thinking on my part i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader shall let time tell&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader will let his soul be guided&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader senses ur greatest fear.&lt;br /&gt;The Crusader is Ur fren when u are in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18271927-113172103932838963?l=vangaganasan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/feeds/113172103932838963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18271927&amp;postID=113172103932838963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113172103932838963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18271927/posts/default/113172103932838963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vangaganasan.blogspot.com/2005/11/beast-of-math-2.html' title='Beast of Math 2'/><author><name>p0623791</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
