<?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-6361892482104172968</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:48:53.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little piece of my mind. something you need.</title><subtitle type='html'>born in 1986. have lots of nonsense and a great need for ranting.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-6649175481841776642</id><published>2008-07-26T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T20:19:55.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BBQ!!! nice to be hanging out with friends. i guess all this just makes my day. though i'm sure getting dumped into the pool is not quite what i had in mind. and what was the 1st thing on my mind? if i'm going in. you guys are going in too. i was wearing jeans man!!! crap. but it was overall fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact no. 1: ooh i never expected to see lydia puffing away man. she is hot seriously. she kinda shrunk a lot. i guess she looked better back then. people do change. heh. can't say much about myself. but i'm pretty much the perfect example of what i can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact no. 2: yik cheung... as a flirtatious character?! -salutes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. but anyways. cutting everything short. i need a day off.. get off from work. go have fun. lose my mind a little. and just make sure that i get my pink ic back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-6649175481841776642?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/6649175481841776642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=6649175481841776642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/6649175481841776642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/6649175481841776642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/07/bbq-nice-to-be-hanging-out-with-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-10418225665221903</id><published>2008-07-05T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T19:34:02.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my last straw. so its time to move on. i'm leaving church man! crazy with all of this shit in a neighbourhood church. i'm like hello!? this just ain't worth my time. now i'm looking for somewhere else. those who are interested, please do join me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-10418225665221903?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/10418225665221903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=10418225665221903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/10418225665221903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/10418225665221903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-my-last-straw.html' title=''/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-3474369418474439572</id><published>2008-07-03T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T19:08:38.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawn! recently i saw yu wei with his girl. i was pretty taken aback about that fact. haha. never really thought that he will get himself attached. always thinking that he will court esther only. i guess everyone moves on. and esther aint the only girl on earth. heh.. bad news for me. I HEARD THAT THERE IS EXTENSION FOR MY DEPLOYMENT.  come on! i'm no cheap labour! pay me more!! this is like my 7th month into the job? actually by now i would be given a raise already. sigh. so guys never sign on. don't be foolish. it makes your life miserable. and gives you minimum amount of employment satisfaction. UNLESS! you really love the job. but who will?! erm. seriously. in any case. i need to work later and its daunting. why did i come up with that? yu wei was saying that he has got intention of signing on! HE IS NOT TOMMY YOU KNOW?! he can't ruin his life like that man! plus he's got a girlfriend. too nice a guy to sign on.. too bad a time to get attached.. i hope everything goes well for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-3474369418474439572?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/3474369418474439572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=3474369418474439572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/3474369418474439572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/3474369418474439572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/07/yawn-recently-i-saw-yu-wei-with-his.html' title=''/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-1485356179893874782</id><published>2008-06-29T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T07:07:59.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a saying goes like this "keep your friends close, keep your enemies closer." i've got things to add to that phrase of wisdom. it will be "don't bear a grudge but never forget what that little shit did to you." be the bigger man but keep your mind clear and pointy. so! my dear friends out there. who gives a little piece of me back from how i was left on in the ruins. Lim beh got something to complain. heh. i think all of this negative energy has finally found its own form of release.. shit. just found out a certain someone's blog.. didn't actually wanted to look for it. but i obeyed my own instincts. AND YES! BLOODY SHIT. heh.. i didn't think that things will be that complicated. but since she wants to play things that way. then i hope that we'll never cross path again. (due to a certain obligation) i gain a little bit of power.. so i PRAY hard that she never mess with me. i am not looking for acceptance nor do i need her acknowledgment cuz i can know that i can handle my own dirty linens. so please. don't be weak. take a stand and make it tall. don't keep saying that you're antsy or you hate it when someone does this or that. grow some guts. take your own path. well. i can't say that i'm a testimony of it. but damn can i put up a fight. I WILL NEVER BACK DOWN BITCH! -bows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-1485356179893874782?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/1485356179893874782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=1485356179893874782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/1485356179893874782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/1485356179893874782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/06/saying-goes-like-this-keep-your-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-6643400601052085030</id><published>2008-06-18T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:18:50.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"seasons are changing.." oh well.. i am so looking forward to get out of NS. it is wasting my life. -sigh- can't bitch about anymore. i wonder whose liability am i paying for? such a joke sia. i wonder how does people even find it fun. oh wait. its just me. darn! but anyway. some good news for myself. FULL BLESSING from Mr Lum that he will support me for my degree in SIM now considering about "Bachelor of Human Resource Management" BUT the bad news is I BLOODY MISSED THE REGISTRATION DATE! shit. need to go down there and chat up with them for the Jan intake in 09. i really hope i can get through man. its something to look forward too. but as lots of people know i hate trouble. but! this is for mine own good. time to get down and dirty! I WANNA GO UNI!&lt;br /&gt;So just to bitch about some people again! (AH-HA! it never left my mind) to canon. WHAT THE HELL! you think everyone's stupid ah?! kena influenced by me? well i am glad that i'm on the hated chart. so prove my self-worth. next. BLOODY HELL. the guitarist who always thought that he was a pianist. QUIT YER TRAP BEHIND EVERYONE LITTLE SHIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-6643400601052085030?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/6643400601052085030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=6643400601052085030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/6643400601052085030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/6643400601052085030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/06/seasons-are-changing.html' title=''/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-2904320178101644970</id><published>2008-06-06T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:02:36.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is week is one of the most fulfilling ones, never slept so much in camp before. darn! you wanna grow fat and live a great life. and man! do i feel great. please do try doing it in camp while you're a senior. but on the serious note. i think i wanna get out of my NS days fast. its killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;guys! alright. lets be frank. i don't find everyone is lovable, vice versa, i am not spared. i still go through crap that life dumps on me. so please no cow and bull stories about it sucked being left out. i'm not the most popular kid in town. at least what i can say is i have friends who support me, while some just seemed to repel others. on and top of that i have the backing of a potentially power packed band, and i bet if it all works out. it that will kick ass! though we start off kinda late, but its always better late than never. with that in mind, i am looking forward to the jamming sessions and meetings that will take place. it is every dude's dream to start a band and make a bang outside. i will try my very best bros!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-2904320178101644970?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/2904320178101644970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=2904320178101644970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/2904320178101644970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/2904320178101644970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-week-is-one-of-most-fulfilling.html' title=''/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-2398119226362380879</id><published>2008-05-31T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T08:30:50.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"i think i darn good looking lah." hello! and ya think?! its all written on your face while, cut the crap can ya? canon ball, its time for you to wake up from your lala land. kena rejected by girls? AMEN to that? no one is obligated to do so. i seriously wonder what did your ex(woon) saw in you. i guess she was blind. guess myopia has got its advantages and dismays. so please. spare the ladies and in turn do some good deeds. maybe its time for you take a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;anyway thats not what i wanted to say. just felt that its getting out of hand. well. its ironic when people are so in love with themselves. like this particular "giant" i knew. i shall just call her "Ridiculous" not quite the typical gal any guy would go for. not even for a screw. just like a hurricane, she started off well, but ends in a mess. i pity her boyfriend. seriously mismatch. but who am i to judge? i guess having kind souls who are willing to be sacrifices for chicks, i mean chicken, AHEM! just give more glory to the male population. well what to say? we are the minority now. just chicks out there. give us good guys a chance. "i'm good-looking man, and 21 chicks dig me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-2398119226362380879?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/2398119226362380879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=2398119226362380879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/2398119226362380879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/2398119226362380879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-think-i-darn-good-looking-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-2644694261431520375</id><published>2008-05-30T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T03:04:33.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M BLEEDING!!! and its no joke. nothing seemed to be able to stop it. so~ anyway. seriously man. this week has been a killer. practically other than breathing. i slept more than i was walking! but time was like frozen in there. worse than the other time i realized that my watch was out of  batt. not moving at all! but it's over. FOR NOW!!!! i need to get out there waste a little bit of my time to get myself back together. time to be numb. and just do what i should be doing. having fun and blah blah blah. 5th avenue here i come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-2644694261431520375?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/2644694261431520375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=2644694261431520375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/2644694261431520375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/2644694261431520375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-bleeding-and-its-no-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-1990225987955261504</id><published>2008-05-26T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T17:58:20.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;argh!!! something definitely hit my head last night. has got this slight pain. i guess that still won't stop from heading back to camp. doesn't feel good but i need to show face back there. though it was the life a trainee want. but it still doesn't quite sit right. maybe its just staying there. though some of my mates remains nonchalant, deep down. we're all just waiting to get out of Alcatraz! seriously! i hope they would just leave us alone! we're great with people. give us more money, we might even consider babysitting your child. other than cash which is needed i need a ps3. right. damn, my head is not giving me quits. on top of that booking in at 9. just makes it all the better. so humor me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-1990225987955261504?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/1990225987955261504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=1990225987955261504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/1990225987955261504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/1990225987955261504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/05/argh-something-definitely-hit-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-4869318964278314100</id><published>2008-05-25T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:03:14.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>full of bullcrap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so let just kick off with something which one of my reader has been wanting to read on this site. well. life was never a complete bliss. somewhere a part of it has just gotta screw up. just like this gal who i knew. promised like the stars and the skies. &lt;span&gt;FUCK!&lt;/span&gt; darn it man. there's quite a difference with trying to end something and slowly turning cold ya? start to cut down on the conversation? ha! are you joking? like i can read mind. even though its predicted long before its closure. doesn't necessary have to end that way tio bo?! to those whom i've confided in. you will understand that pain in my ass. super sian know? and so someone commented that no one was ever innocent. that statement was incorrect. it should be stated that lots of us are naive. i ain't gonna play into their(her) deal of cards man.thanks for all the fun times. oh wait. were there even those times? screw it! i don't need this shit man. with any decision made just bloody stick to it. and make sure that everything is accounted for! leave it hanging and i swear karma will yak like a dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-4869318964278314100?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/4869318964278314100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=4869318964278314100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/4869318964278314100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/4869318964278314100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/05/full-of-bullcrap.html' title='full of bullcrap.'/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-5874977418576745382</id><published>2008-05-24T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:03:40.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday bloody sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   wah biang. the canon and the canon user are really one of the worst life form on earth man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Canon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    canon actually counted the gals that looked at him?! WTF. so i guess his mum and his sis is one of the 27. they always look at him. plus he is not that difficult to be found. i bet he must be flexing his biceps. respect man! he was never drunk?! oh yea sure he hasn't. a baby was never drunk too. why not we give a it go? the same goes for the canon user. ha! i bet the both of them will pretty much be left lying on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Canon User&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    as for him. i guess every gal is not for him. he never has the balls to confront anyone. which sounds like someone else. well. for those who know. you would agree with me right? those sms. just not having the guts to face up to anyone. so anyway back to him. a joke. would be polite if i were to describe him. he think he what? Casanova? every skirt also wanna go after. i bet if its a bitch(female dog) he won't leave it standing alone. take picture take picture. na bey. bastard. i seriously can go on and on. cause the leopard never changes his spots. the fat man will never grow skinny nor the skinny dude can never win me in a street fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. there is nothing for me to hide. so if they ever find this out. do drop by and tell me in the face. the 2 of them and the guy who sticks with them. come please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-5874977418576745382?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/5874977418576745382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=5874977418576745382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/5874977418576745382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/5874977418576745382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='sunday bloody sunday.'/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6361892482104172968.post-2394003287356120910</id><published>2008-05-23T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T09:46:34.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>This is my official start of a blog. so let me get something set straight 1st. I am single.(i will get to that in a while not full of myself but. you get the idea.) in one of the most difficult time of any dude.(those who stand and pee) well not all.. but for me. blah blah blah. nothing much to grit and snare about. so lets just start with my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;needing to begin somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;         Started off like any other days.. being screamed at by elderly which i can't make a head or a tail out of their nonsensical demands. got pretty much screwed over by my in-charge. but the best thing was just being able to step out and breathe in the cool urban air. had a couple of drinks and darn do i turn red(so much for being a champion drinker's son.)  getting to meet my dear cousin who is my comrade in arms or crooks in the same cribs.  anyway you like to put it.  had lots of crazy fun by abusing our leg. but we got home in one piece. somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alrights! i think that is so much for my 1st time. any comments please just highlight to me. wait for my next one. gonna start talking about someone who just jilted me not long ago. heh.. that will be one of my greatest rant. ciaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6361892482104172968-2394003287356120910?l=hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/feeds/2394003287356120910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6361892482104172968&amp;postID=2394003287356120910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/2394003287356120910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6361892482104172968/posts/default/2394003287356120910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hyped-up-by-a-plec.blogspot.com/2008/05/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>jalopena_z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08540157868101366964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
