<?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-4187847680443392813</id><updated>2012-01-11T23:22:07.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullet Scars</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3159161212919028765</id><published>2011-07-22T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T23:09:05.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>age of the understatement</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/t6qzy9.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3159161212919028765?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3159161212919028765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2011/07/age-of-understatement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3159161212919028765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3159161212919028765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2011/07/age-of-understatement.html' title='age of the understatement'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.tinypic.com/t6qzy9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8324655205800834667</id><published>2010-07-06T00:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T02:44:44.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imma free bitch, baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;isn't it enough to be young &amp;amp; free now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eleeeez.blogspot.com/"&gt;eleeeez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8324655205800834667?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8324655205800834667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/07/imma-free-bitch-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8324655205800834667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8324655205800834667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/07/imma-free-bitch-baby.html' title='imma free bitch, baby'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1218261222786135285</id><published>2010-06-15T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:35:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my shoes just to see</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;should i ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;delete my facebook account?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it extremely distracting, and I don't even know why I spend so much time there. Oh wait ... i know - facebook games. Damn, that sucks to even admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I'll be blogging more at &lt;a href="http://eleeeez.blogspot.com/"&gt;eleeeez&lt;/a&gt;, so please go there instead of coming here. You shouldn't even be reading this now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1218261222786135285?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1218261222786135285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-my-shoes-just-to-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1218261222786135285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1218261222786135285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-my-shoes-just-to-see.html' title='in my shoes just to see'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3855270530095600422</id><published>2010-05-31T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T00:58:03.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is mortality</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Some girls die to have a boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'd die for my dad to be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3855270530095600422?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3855270530095600422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-mortality.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3855270530095600422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3855270530095600422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-mortality.html' title='this is mortality'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5272789805426361801</id><published>2010-05-28T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:40:00.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck these shit</title><content type='html'>Today is a public holiday and I fucking hate myself for not doing anything. I don't want to do work because it's a public fucking holiday. I want to get out of the house and fucking do something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the people who always stop me from being young &amp; fuck the weather too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spamming happy songs and looking at Horrors' photos in case suddenly turn crazy from staying at home. I wasn't really joking about it when I said I'm losing my sanity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5272789805426361801?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5272789805426361801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/fuck-these-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5272789805426361801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5272789805426361801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/fuck-these-shit.html' title='fuck these shit'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6298239510747769864</id><published>2010-05-18T01:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T11:58:22.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>radical self love</title><content type='html'>It's funny how we always want to label people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are the clubber-kids, the cool-kids, the gangsters, the nerds, the nerds-who-try-to-act-cool, the indie-kids, the squishy-kids, the alternative-kids and of course, the others-who-don't-fit-anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I never knew where I belong. The cool-kids think I'm not cool and the nerds don't hang out with me. I'm a social outcast much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be frank, sometimes I like it like this, but some other times, I hate myself for not being able to connect with the normal people. (Hello, worklife) But it's still good being like this because I don't have to live up to standards or image or any of those nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6298239510747769864?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6298239510747769864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/radical-self-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6298239510747769864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6298239510747769864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/radical-self-love.html' title='radical self love'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3773925682909948099</id><published>2010-05-13T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:54:32.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sticking out</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:220%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;fucked up wonky tooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;you don't belong here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3773925682909948099?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3773925682909948099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/sticking-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3773925682909948099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3773925682909948099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/sticking-out.html' title='sticking out'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5051270551958528742</id><published>2010-05-08T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T01:33:36.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>call to the conscience</title><content type='html'>So much for being friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am fucking angry, because some people just won't grow up. Childish ideals of conformity should be purged, and sitting on the fence while watching a friend gets slaughtered. Is that even ethical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A show is all what these bastards want, but this shit is real. And there is no plot because we never know what choices the human mind will make. Shouldn't we try to salvage the situation and save the "actors" while it's still possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, or is it you're going to make use of this chance for your own advantage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I hit you in the raw spot? This is a fucking call to your conscience, bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5051270551958528742?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5051270551958528742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-to-conscience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5051270551958528742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5051270551958528742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-to-conscience.html' title='call to the conscience'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8084678173723177225</id><published>2010-05-07T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T00:06:15.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the royal we</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:220%;"&gt;said you believe,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but believing won't fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Silversun Pickups&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8084678173723177225?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8084678173723177225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/royal-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8084678173723177225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8084678173723177225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/royal-we.html' title='the royal we'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5357138998584574309</id><published>2010-05-03T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:12:23.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lettucephone</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/1ew946.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum said I have mood-swings. Ugh, I wish I could do something about this bitch of Elizabeth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5357138998584574309?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5357138998584574309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/lettucephone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5357138998584574309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5357138998584574309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/lettucephone.html' title='lettucephone'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/1ew946_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3648174383009818898</id><published>2010-05-02T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:50:11.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one bitch of a numbskull</title><content type='html'>Treating people as objects. Devising clever (fuck, thats so childish) plans. Sitting on the fence while watching a friend gets slaughtered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it about time to grow up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3648174383009818898?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3648174383009818898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-bitch-of-numbskull.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3648174383009818898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3648174383009818898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-bitch-of-numbskull.html' title='one bitch of a numbskull'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5589489811556139569</id><published>2010-05-01T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:38:21.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>white noise</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/8xrlft.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photoshopped picture of Joshua Hayward holding a broccoli, cause I like it like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5589489811556139569?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5589489811556139569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/white-noise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5589489811556139569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5589489811556139569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/05/white-noise.html' title='white noise'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/8xrlft_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-993240510949719705</id><published>2010-04-28T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:56:59.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>claustrophobic</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:220%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck humanity and it's ideals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-993240510949719705?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/993240510949719705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/claustrophobic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/993240510949719705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/993240510949719705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/claustrophobic.html' title='claustrophobic'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-7083172174076211394</id><published>2010-04-24T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T23:43:32.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitte spring nicht</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Po2LpwOIzAM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Po2LpwOIzAM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shana and I loved TH before they were known here. Admit that Bill Kaulitz sings with more feelings in German and that the English version of their songs sucks. Yes, I still love gender-confusing oddballs :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-7083172174076211394?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/7083172174076211394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/bitte-spring-nicht.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7083172174076211394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7083172174076211394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/bitte-spring-nicht.html' title='bitte spring nicht'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3474649515187539568</id><published>2010-04-21T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:22:26.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found you on your side</title><content type='html'>Hi, Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with you again? Can't you be just what you were before? Because I miss the old you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you please come back to me? I'm losing my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3474649515187539568?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3474649515187539568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-found-you-on-your-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3474649515187539568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3474649515187539568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-found-you-on-your-side.html' title='i found you on your side'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-9022300327892755077</id><published>2010-04-19T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:55:22.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>see you real soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/mlnujp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIY MICKEY MOUSE HAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will only make hats for nice people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-9022300327892755077?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/9022300327892755077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/see-you-real-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/9022300327892755077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/9022300327892755077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/see-you-real-soon.html' title='see you real soon!'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/mlnujp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3204337437763878544</id><published>2010-04-18T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T15:59:42.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suffragette city</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/263deg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my name weren't Elizabeth, it'll be something along the lines of Narcissus.&lt;br /&gt;Damn I love my hair (Hah, you fucking narcissist)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3204337437763878544?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3204337437763878544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/suffragette-city.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3204337437763878544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3204337437763878544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/suffragette-city.html' title='suffragette city'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/263deg7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-4777947469879347188</id><published>2010-04-17T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:58:09.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but now it's all black</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/117s8ds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They whispered,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This one looks smug in her pink dress&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;She fled the scene;&lt;br /&gt;She's innocent, but she's a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-4777947469879347188?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://i40.tinypic.com/117s8ds_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3669298108460676663</id><published>2010-04-17T00:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:28:50.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flesh and blood, but not human</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/4jnate.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should just watch Interview with the Vampire instead of Twilight. Honestly speaking, Twilight is not even a real vampire show, it mainly revolves around romance and it just so happens that one of the main characters is a 200 year old vampire. How could anyone call it a vampire movie, seriously? It's obviously teenage romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And I hate teenage romance flicks (Anyone else who reads this thinks that teenage movies are wayyyy to whiny and tries too hard to be poetic sometimes?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S/ Shuting, it's not that scary! You should watch it, like now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3669298108460676663?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3669298108460676663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/flesh-and-blood-but-not-human.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3669298108460676663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3669298108460676663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/flesh-and-blood-but-not-human.html' title='flesh and blood, but not human'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/4jnate_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2315105720792350243</id><published>2010-04-16T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T01:41:00.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with abit of a mindflip</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="401"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yarYjuN-m8I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yarYjuN-m8I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="401"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motto for these few days - Stay Weird!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2315105720792350243?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2315105720792350243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/with-abit-of-mindflip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2315105720792350243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2315105720792350243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/with-abit-of-mindflip.html' title='with abit of a mindflip'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2953984695004911087</id><published>2010-04-14T00:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:20:22.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still the same ol' decent lazy eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="304"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ekdq1jbZLFU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ekdq1jbZLFU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="304"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this Silversun Pickups! I'm so glad that I managed to get hold of a copy of their album, Swoon after harassing the staff at HMV for so damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I now own both album of The Horrors. So now it is time to collect all of their singles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2953984695004911087?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2953984695004911087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/still-same-ol-decent-lazy-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2953984695004911087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2953984695004911087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/still-same-ol-decent-lazy-eyes.html' title='still the same ol&apos; decent lazy eyes'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-7144743868696683003</id><published>2010-04-12T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:13:47.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm schizophrenic</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/muimon.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title says everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-7144743868696683003?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/7144743868696683003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-schizophrenic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7144743868696683003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7144743868696683003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-schizophrenic.html' title='i&apos;m schizophrenic'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i40.tinypic.com/muimon_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2905777889898865679</id><published>2010-04-11T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:27:55.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wristcutters</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. And they grew next to each other. And every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree and he would say, “You’re crooked. You’ve always been crooked and you’ll continue to be crooked. But look at me! Look at me!” said the straight tree. He said, “I’m tall and I’m straight.” And then one day the lumberjacks came into the forest and looked around, and the manager in charge said, “Cut all the straight trees.” And that crooked tree is still there to this day, growing strong and growing strange.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2905777889898865679?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2905777889898865679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/wristcutters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2905777889898865679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2905777889898865679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/wristcutters.html' title='wristcutters'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8151733856950670282</id><published>2010-04-11T00:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T01:04:10.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smackhead showdown</title><content type='html'>School is starting soon, and I need to constantly remind myself not be part of the vicious cycle. &lt;br /&gt;Stay out of it for your own good! Remember what Shana called you. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I am blogging at &lt;a href="http://eleeeez.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eleeeez&lt;/a&gt; as well. That blog will consists of my works and things which inspires me. Definitely not going to have any of *those* type of posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay, time to go eat watermelon. (Did I mention that I ordered a pair of Vans Watermelon Shoes? Yes, I'm waiting for it to arrive!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8151733856950670282?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8151733856950670282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/smackhead-showdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8151733856950670282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8151733856950670282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/smackhead-showdown.html' title='smackhead showdown'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1874018602217352653</id><published>2010-04-04T21:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:46:47.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration is infectious</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2cyjklc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/35a84fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added two new portraits (Lady Gaga &amp; DestroyX respectively) to my series of portraitures. And now I'm this little bit hooked on drawing portraits. (Taken with a camera so the portraits look a little weird)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone should take a look at my idol's drawings - &lt;a href="http://johnpaulthurlow.blogspot.com/"&gt;JPT Covers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1874018602217352653?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1874018602217352653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/inspiration-is-infectious.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1874018602217352653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1874018602217352653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/inspiration-is-infectious.html' title='inspiration is infectious'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/2cyjklc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3363807443567328713</id><published>2010-04-01T01:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:47:04.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll cut her, i'll cut her</title><content type='html'>It's nice to know that there are people whom I can connect with logically and emotionally. I ought to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's cause somehow we're the demon children whom people condemned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are just conceived as good and going against these people naturally makes the other evil. To the demon children, evil is just a point of view and they find themselves detaching from situations because they're fucking sick of being demons all the time. The good stay unattainable and the demon children are slowly detaching from the cycle. One day there will be no more of these demon children - Because they are all numbed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who find themselves able to relate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3363807443567328713?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3363807443567328713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/ill-cut-her-ill-cut-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3363807443567328713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3363807443567328713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/04/ill-cut-her-ill-cut-her.html' title='i&apos;ll cut her, i&apos;ll cut her'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-4854698762152316155</id><published>2010-03-30T19:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:44:34.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conscious efforts to cause you misery</title><content type='html'>I need this stress-relief since I can't play L4D2.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to &lt;s&gt;the men in tight pants&lt;/s&gt; The Horrors' picture spam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/34j8v29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2wn0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/dccu92.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2mcvnp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/17wg1f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/11kuj5i.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES PLEASE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/i73a0k.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOSE LEGS &amp; &lt;b&gt;THAT&lt;/b&gt; ASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post more but I'm so tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-4854698762152316155?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/4854698762152316155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/conscious-efforts-to-cause-you-misery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4854698762152316155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4854698762152316155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/conscious-efforts-to-cause-you-misery.html' title='conscious efforts to cause you misery'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/34j8v29_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5114680533044499738</id><published>2010-03-27T01:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:54:32.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>believers never die</title><content type='html'>My brain wants to work, but my heart keeps telling it to stop working.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Eliz, I'd really really kill to separate your heart from your head. You're a part of that dies every time this happens. BELIEVERS NEVER DIE - I beg you to please remember this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. This is not working, and the realisation that the way people judge me will not get my anywhere (high) is not helping either. Hi you all judgmental apes, I AM NOT A DEMON CHILD. I REPEAT. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I. AM. NOT. A. DEMON. CHILD.&lt;/span&gt; Because being (THIS TEENSY WEENSY BIT) different from you over-intelligent apes doesn't make me a demon child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is evil? A concept which roots from disappointment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing that after the whole event, I got pulled back into the vicious cycle again and something there is making me feel fucking horrid. What is wrong with you, Eliz? I thought I told you to remember something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was hoping that typing it out here would make me feel better. But, never mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5114680533044499738?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5114680533044499738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/believers-never-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5114680533044499738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5114680533044499738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/believers-never-die.html' title='believers never die'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2463973814845402820</id><published>2010-03-24T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T02:04:58.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a love affair with the moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/21ca8ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this sudden urge to play L4D2 and I bought too many music albums within the span of 2 days. I wore my lip-ring for about a week now and it doesn't hurt like I thought it would. Good improvement, lips.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hi Eliz. It's nice to have you back again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2463973814845402820?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2463973814845402820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-affair-with-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2463973814845402820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2463973814845402820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-affair-with-moon.html' title='a love affair with the moon'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/21ca8ea_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1993453225242681039</id><published>2010-03-22T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T00:21:28.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will mangle your mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i43.tinypic.com/20hvwbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the weirdest dreams ever. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dream, I was stuck in some isolated mall with Shan, Shuting and Nicole and the next thing I knew, we were in some kind of a zombie shooting action. Basically we were the only survivors in a zombie apocalypse and horrors of all horrors, the only thing in our minds were clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... It's freaking insane cause who in the right mind would think of clothes or fashion when he / she should be thinking about how to survive the apocalypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we shot down the glass display of some high end shop and barged in, stealing clothes while shooting zombies at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, imagine the possible action there - "OMG, I'M SOOO TAKING THIS DRESS. WAIT SHAN DON'T MOVE. ZOMBIE BEHIND YOU." &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*BANG BANG*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1993453225242681039?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1993453225242681039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-will-mangle-your-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1993453225242681039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1993453225242681039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-will-mangle-your-mind.html' title='i will mangle your mind'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i43.tinypic.com/20hvwbo_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6875167525533257299</id><published>2010-03-21T23:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:01:28.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember this emotional equation</title><content type='html'>... Is taking over I can only watch while it happens because I am just another human being. WHAT CAN I DO. I can't make miracles and this probably need to a few miracles to salvage it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really feel like an old woman trapped in the body of a seventeen year old teenager. Did I grow up to quickly? Is this a teenage phase? (I don't think so) I remember Shana saying that people who thinks too much ends up killing themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. What is wrong with you, Eliz? What would you over-intelligent apes know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6875167525533257299?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6875167525533257299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/remember-this-emotional-equation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6875167525533257299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6875167525533257299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/remember-this-emotional-equation.html' title='remember this emotional equation'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-4697462301016816359</id><published>2010-03-12T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T09:41:02.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got any darker?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/f9k0eo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL HAVE DRUMMER BOY'S HAIR BEFORE SCHOOL STARTS.&lt;br /&gt;GROW, HAIR, GROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is currently under servicing and I am so not used to using my mum's Lenovo / my house PC. (Is so damn bored with this shit, I got to start sewing something right now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-4697462301016816359?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/4697462301016816359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/got-any-darker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4697462301016816359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4697462301016816359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/got-any-darker.html' title='got any darker?'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/f9k0eo_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1049747995995201171</id><published>2010-03-11T17:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T19:44:36.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why ask why</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/t0kq2q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from the camp, very much alive! Even though I was dreading it before I went for it, the camp was actually damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, I can go back to reading my books, sewing and making things. I will make this holiday a fruitful one. OH HI LOUIS DE POINTE DU LAC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1049747995995201171?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1049747995995201171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-ask-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1049747995995201171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1049747995995201171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-ask-why.html' title='why ask why'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/t0kq2q_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-820171346391739930</id><published>2010-03-06T00:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:34:51.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodness is eternally difficult</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"You keep asking us to watch Interview With The Vampire. Is it a propaganda?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. It is spreading goodness."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate adventure camps. I see no point in going for something like that. You know how they always claim that Adventure Camps build our Leadership and stuff like that? (I never found that effective in anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate it because I'm the type of person who can watch Velvet Goldmine / Interview With The Vampire for the whole damn day without talking to any single person. (Pretty much damn anti-social?) I can do that, OR I can sleep the whole day away. Yep/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off to a camp at Batam tomorrow, and I AM DAMN SAD NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So, hello jungles &amp; bye Lestat. I SAID - BYE, LESTAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-820171346391739930?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/820171346391739930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/goodness-is-eternally-difficult.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/820171346391739930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/820171346391739930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/goodness-is-eternally-difficult.html' title='goodness is eternally difficult'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-7147459283180102993</id><published>2010-03-03T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:53:56.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waste it on</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was K-Box with Shana and today I went for a mini shopping trip with her (We realised that it was amazing of us to actually know the whole rap for Cupids Chokehold &amp; Cookie Jar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/28wdkkp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/14ujbso.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my mum's birthday and I could not believe that I totally forgot about it. I feel so fucking guilty about it D:&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, mum! Homework ate my brains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-7147459283180102993?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/7147459283180102993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/waste-it-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7147459283180102993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7147459283180102993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/03/waste-it-on.html' title='waste it on'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/28wdkkp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6651050543387807815</id><published>2010-02-28T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:50:24.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the devils are blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2hwpcug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/14w7ker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my black wedges today and they are mighty lovely! And now that all assignments are over, I can finally have some time to continue reading Interview with the Vampire series as well as go for a K-Box session with Shana on Tuesday. And right now, I just need to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMG SHAN, WE SHALL GET THE JEAN PAUL GAULTHIER COLLECTION!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6651050543387807815?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6651050543387807815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/devils-are-blind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6651050543387807815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6651050543387807815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/devils-are-blind.html' title='the devils are blind'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/2hwpcug_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6064980489917231151</id><published>2010-02-23T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T15:56:10.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clothes avalanche</title><content type='html'>Humour in different levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not even different levels, probably in different categories. I'd only get amused by humour of some kind and not in others, but I guess that different for everyone. But damn, Mighty Boosh is fucking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AwSMFqffYzs&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AwSMFqffYzs&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DO YOU MIND?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I love Vince &amp; Howard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6064980489917231151?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6064980489917231151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/clothes-avalanche.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6064980489917231151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6064980489917231151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/clothes-avalanche.html' title='clothes avalanche'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8951558562312503706</id><published>2010-02-21T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T02:03:54.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i talk to myself too often</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/4pwizs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Brad Pitt and his annoyingly difficult to draw lips&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've finished watching Interview With The Vampire even though I said I would only watch it after all my submission. Oh god, how I love the intro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ELIZZZZZZ!!!!!!! TIME TO DO YOUR FUCKING HOMEWORK)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8951558562312503706?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8951558562312503706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-talk-to-myself-too-often.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8951558562312503706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8951558562312503706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-talk-to-myself-too-often.html' title='i talk to myself too often'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/4pwizs_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-7021225540798966086</id><published>2010-02-18T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:28:43.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the guns, shot above our heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/e25qd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate it when the colours screw up during printing.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, hello, fucking perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I feel enlightened. (AND YES, I NEED TO WATCH "INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE" RIGHT AFTER MY SUBMISSIONS. RIGHT AFTER.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-7021225540798966086?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/7021225540798966086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/guns-shot-above-our-heads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7021225540798966086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7021225540798966086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/guns-shot-above-our-heads.html' title='the guns, shot above our heads'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/e25qd_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1729092844888292655</id><published>2010-02-12T23:34:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:03:18.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free haircuts</title><content type='html'>The list of things that make me really happy, since I'm like fucking happy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; FuckYeahVoldemort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/210atl5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Team Voldemort or GTFO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And a whole bunch of funny stuff about Voldemort here at&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahvoldemort.tumblr.com/"&gt; FuckYeahVoldemort&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Reading Interview With The Vampire series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/9t2ujp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Drink From Me And Live Forever"&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Lestat! Mind you, this is a vampire who burns instead of glittering like some fairy boy when exposed to the Sun's rays. Now I really really need to watch the movie! (TOM CRUISE LOOKS GOOD HERE, AYE?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; The Horrors' macros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/6tcjlt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said. &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/lol_h0rs/"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt; here, if you want to see more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt; Listening to Bill Kaulitz sing "Scream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just any Scream, mind you. I'm attracted to his sexy voice when he sings in German. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Schrei&lt;/span&gt;, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Spock doing the "Vulcan Nerve Pinch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6G2A4jZ10A4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6G2A4jZ10A4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so damn nostalgic, because me and YS used to do that during our CO days. Yep, instant perk, cause it hurts so damn much. Moreover, Spock is fierce, so I can't help it but feel happy when I see his fierce eyebrows &amp; hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its the eve of Chinese New Year, and I'm freaking happy because I like it when the whole house is full of people. I like noise in the comfort of my own house. Hah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1729092844888292655?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1729092844888292655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/free-haircuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1729092844888292655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1729092844888292655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/free-haircuts.html' title='free haircuts'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/210atl5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1635169556535177595</id><published>2010-02-11T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:19:15.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>absence makes the heart grow fonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/df_3ca31IZg&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/df_3ca31IZg&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I love anybody who looks and sounds like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt; Horrors.&lt;br /&gt;(Drummer-guy has got my dream hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love The Horrors, but it would be better if they went back to playing UK Garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did something damn stupid and guilty again. I went to borrow 4 fucking awesome books to read, when I know very well that I have a shitload of assignments to hand in after Chinese New Year. I SHOULD TOTALLY BE SLAPPED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1635169556535177595?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1635169556535177595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1635169556535177595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1635169556535177595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title='absence makes the heart grow fonder'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-4463222384494674131</id><published>2010-02-10T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:28:26.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too well dressed for the witness stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/111je6x.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I bought another dress even when I have this whole bunch of unworn clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Guilty, Guilty, Guilty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-4463222384494674131?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/4463222384494674131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-well-dressed-for-witness-stand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4463222384494674131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4463222384494674131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-well-dressed-for-witness-stand.html' title='too well dressed for the witness stand'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/111je6x_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-836248371900872277</id><published>2010-02-08T18:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:37:27.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whole new way</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFnj-Tto-J4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFnj-Tto-J4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when Faris sings like an angel. YOU'RE A FREAKING HORROR.&lt;br /&gt;I like scary Horrors better, though the big-haired one is always lovez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTgOe9Uda54&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTgOe9Uda54&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Horrors video, ever! They get brutally mangled by some animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-836248371900872277?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/836248371900872277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/whole-new-way_1658.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/836248371900872277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/836248371900872277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/whole-new-way_1658.html' title='whole new way'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-575272885375724583</id><published>2010-02-07T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:07:56.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personality crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/14dzmgm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess my hair colour @@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-575272885375724583?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/575272885375724583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/personality-crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/575272885375724583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/575272885375724583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/personality-crisis.html' title='personality crisis'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/14dzmgm_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6734186425908296691</id><published>2010-02-06T14:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T14:46:12.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nutcase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:170%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CAN'T FUCKING COUNT ON ANYONE BY MYSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:280%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FUCKING ANGRY SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6734186425908296691?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6734186425908296691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/nutcase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6734186425908296691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6734186425908296691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/02/nutcase.html' title='nutcase'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6846674778321457980</id><published>2010-01-30T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:11:04.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if we ever go to a horrors gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/zkh209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Shana. *Nudge nudge wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6846674778321457980?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6846674778321457980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-we-ever-go-to-horrors-gig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6846674778321457980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6846674778321457980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-we-ever-go-to-horrors-gig.html' title='if we ever go to a horrors gig'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/zkh209_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-731206907890987423</id><published>2010-01-29T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:43:36.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blame everyone except for ...</title><content type='html'>Stop blaming other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop, and think about what injustice you have done to others and you will soon come to a realisation that "What goes around comes around" (Maybe because I believe in karma) But, what makes you believe that you don't deserve any of the horrible things which people do to you, when you yourself are doing some horrid stuff to other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can blame other people for all you want, while I will watch and wait to see how long before realisation hits you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time you reflect on yourself, and not reflecting other people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-731206907890987423?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/731206907890987423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/blame-everyone-except-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/731206907890987423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/731206907890987423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/blame-everyone-except-for.html' title='blame everyone except for ...'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8034568684179289037</id><published>2010-01-28T21:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:41:47.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i know myself best</title><content type='html'>I know I've said that I would not judge myself base on the mark of other people before, but I think I'm beginning to do that now. I am so fucking disappointed with myself because that was one of my believes at the beginning of last year when I felt "enlightened" that I did not need anyone's approval for anything I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck! I don't want to change. I wish I can I stay where I am and putting in the most effort in doing what I like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's end this (inserts appropriate adjective) post with a funny picture I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/118n5on.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*LIKE OMGZ, FUCKING GODDAMN HAPPY!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Shana is making me write her this letter where she can only open it during my wedding day and vice versa. Now ... what do you expect me to write inside, Miss Shana?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8034568684179289037?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8034568684179289037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-i-know-myself-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8034568684179289037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8034568684179289037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-i-know-myself-best.html' title='i think i know myself best'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/118n5on_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1984700345655954517</id><published>2010-01-24T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:48:19.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spit lines like these</title><content type='html'>This is going to sound damn bimbotic, but ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I bought an awesome sheer polka dotted stocking from TopShop, and I am god damn happy now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, finally got that out. Off to draw stuff now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1984700345655954517?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1984700345655954517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/spit-lines-like-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1984700345655954517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1984700345655954517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/spit-lines-like-these.html' title='spit lines like these'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1399138614427643998</id><published>2010-01-22T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:44:27.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it ends how it begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/13ztn54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haaaatttteee it when my hair grows so damn fast when I want it to stay short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yes, I want to watch the Legion movie. The demonic grannies in the movie are just like those in The Mighty Boosh!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1399138614427643998?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1399138614427643998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-ends-how-it-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1399138614427643998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1399138614427643998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-ends-how-it-begins.html' title='it ends how it begins'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/13ztn54_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6817745138215455407</id><published>2010-01-17T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:05:52.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bought the cheap champagne</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hr2asx64UTk&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hr2asx64UTk&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring It - Cobra Starship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently found this video on my PC when I was sorting out some stuff there. Omg, I watched this video millions of years ago with Shana and Irene! Until now, I would still laugh at Bill Beckett's bitch-face at 0:23 after Mr. Saporta says "Fuck 'em, I don't care."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6817745138215455407?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6817745138215455407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/bought-cheap-champagne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6817745138215455407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6817745138215455407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/bought-cheap-champagne.html' title='bought the cheap champagne'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2718565835874579347</id><published>2010-01-14T11:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:40:01.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zombie apocalypse</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/u590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now having DCC lessons and it is supposedly suppose to make use think creatively. I don't like this man, cause I get inspired and such when I'm on the train, so I don't usually trace my train of "creative" thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(AND OMG, I TOTALLY FORGOT TO DO MY FREAKING STORYBOARD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ok, back to what I wanted to write here. I usually kind of just stick to my guts and do what is really "me" - the usual bit of gore and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Art at Elizabeth Street&lt;/span&gt; nonsense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I get inspired for my CA3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2718565835874579347?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2718565835874579347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/zombie-apocalypse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2718565835874579347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2718565835874579347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/zombie-apocalypse.html' title='zombie apocalypse'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/u590_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1051443872446601735</id><published>2010-01-13T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:56:56.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheap thrills, glamour kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2ln7335.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish that Shana was there as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other "horrible" pictures are on the other blog. Respective people involved would know where to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1051443872446601735?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1051443872446601735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/cheap-thrills-glamour-kills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1051443872446601735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1051443872446601735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/cheap-thrills-glamour-kills.html' title='cheap thrills, glamour kills'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/2ln7335_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6740629670113521711</id><published>2010-01-13T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:13:10.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>put up or shut up</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/1zyg3kl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"We'd probably be going to hell for this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes keeping my mouth shut doesn't mean that I do not know what is going on around me. I hate it when people try to step all over my head just because I don't attempt to say anything (yet). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I know too much unnecessary things. Unnecessary but annoying stuff which makes me think about them instead of concentrating on things more important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people act a certain way intentionally to evoke certain emotions from other human beings. I'm sure everyone is guilty of things like these sometimes, but why some try to harm others to get what they want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people are so used to it, I think they forgot the real purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I think too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6740629670113521711?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6740629670113521711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/put-up-or-shut-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6740629670113521711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6740629670113521711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/put-up-or-shut-up.html' title='put up or shut up'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/1zyg3kl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3664070164961070691</id><published>2010-01-12T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T00:59:48.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is not happening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I promise that I will not take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Please be alright. Please be alright. Please be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People never realise how much they take things for granted. They would only realise how important things are only when shit happens. I hope this shit will not be too deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3664070164961070691?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3664070164961070691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-not-happening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3664070164961070691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3664070164961070691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-not-happening.html' title='this is not happening'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6127688914258189757</id><published>2010-01-10T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T00:56:38.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whether full or empty it's all the same</title><content type='html'>70 PAGES OF PORTRAITS BY WEDNESDAY. FML.&lt;br /&gt;But looking on the bright side, I get to get a new phone tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2v3n86s.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oli Sykes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/15otqag.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agyness Deyn &amp; Luke Worrall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2ymgmxf.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6127688914258189757?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6127688914258189757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/whether-full-or-empty-its-all-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6127688914258189757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6127688914258189757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/whether-full-or-empty-its-all-same.html' title='whether full or empty it&apos;s all the same'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/2v3n86s_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5755300179977471163</id><published>2010-01-05T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:37:34.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/a32ja1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2v3r9qh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be a rockstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5755300179977471163?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5755300179977471163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-much-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5755300179977471163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5755300179977471163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-much-to-say.html' title='too much to say'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/a32ja1_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-4867271110399313639</id><published>2010-01-01T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:09:46.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything falls into place</title><content type='html'>Hey there, happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad for everything I have, even though I have to admit I take things for granted sometimes. I'm sorry if anyone close to me ever felt annoyed and irritated by the things I do sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, happy new year! It's freaking 2010!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-4867271110399313639?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/4867271110399313639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-falls-into-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4867271110399313639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4867271110399313639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-falls-into-place.html' title='everything falls into place'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5344482110208142460</id><published>2009-12-31T16:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:26:24.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start a revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/r2kbhe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/rvkmd5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/4v1sew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/1zykf85.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/35ia8oh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepover at Shana's was awesome. Pictures tells everything which we've been doing for the whole night - playing pretend and amusing ourselves with black strips of paper on faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First four pictures was suppose to be YourSceneSucks, but when Jiayi's turn came, she just turned into a Chinese philosopher (Hence explaining the Chinese word on her forehead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, happy birthday, Shana!&lt;/span&gt; Bet this was your best birthday ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5344482110208142460?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5344482110208142460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/start-revolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5344482110208142460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5344482110208142460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/start-revolution.html' title='start a revolution'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/r2kbhe_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1588118079119901180</id><published>2009-12-29T16:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:39:34.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh brother, spare us all</title><content type='html'>Picnic with the girls tomorrow and then a sleepover at Shana's house! Can't wait for the sleepover so we can talk / paint our nails / camwhore till the morning. Oh yes, we must take pictures of us doing that little dance by Cobra Starship too, cause that is seriously nostalgic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbff7jmo20A&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbff7jmo20A&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going through some pictures which was taken when I was in sec4 and they're fucking hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1588118079119901180?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1588118079119901180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-brother-spare-us-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1588118079119901180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1588118079119901180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-brother-spare-us-all.html' title='oh brother, spare us all'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8476045690493741445</id><published>2009-12-28T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:37:46.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just still in the ground</title><content type='html'>My dad drove to Port Dickson in Malaysia during Christmas, and I was reluctant to post up the pictures because it's full of pictures of my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/24uxq4y.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/28icdhz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2nu85ll.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/156wzds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only picture of me in PD and I look like some fucker on dope.&lt;br /&gt;ANW OOH, HALO ABOVE MY HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2mgmwph.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horror animals, I call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2zr2tj4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/9jmvt0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan was talking to be about some "youthful follies" stuff just now, and how we're going to be some old grannies and can watch M18 stuff legally next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so old and jaded and ancient and wise. ARGGGGGHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8476045690493741445?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8476045690493741445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-still-in-ground.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8476045690493741445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8476045690493741445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-still-in-ground.html' title='just still in the ground'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/24uxq4y_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1686243153668906472</id><published>2009-12-27T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:36:32.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alice in wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/flv-embed/flvplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="width=596&amp;height=360&amp;file=http://wdmp.rd.llnwd.net/wdsmp/AIW/Trailer5/AIW_Trailer5_High.flv&amp;image=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/img/AIW_Trailer5_High.jpg&amp;logo=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/img/FSnet-Video-Logo.png&amp;link=http://www.firstshowing.net&amp;stretching=fill&amp;quality=false&amp;bufferlength=6&amp;volume=90"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/flv-embed/flvplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="500" height="360" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="width=596&amp;height=360&amp;file=http://wdmp.rd.llnwd.net/wdsmp/AIW/Trailer5/AIW_Trailer5_High.flv&amp;image=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/img/AIW_Trailer5_High.jpg&amp;logo=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/img/FSnet-Video-Logo.png&amp;link=http://www.firstshowing.net&amp;stretching=fill&amp;quality=false&amp;bufferlength=6&amp;volume=90" /&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's watch this, pshyeah!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1686243153668906472?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1686243153668906472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/alice-in-wonderland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1686243153668906472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1686243153668906472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/alice-in-wonderland.html' title='alice in wonderland'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5451622735372955406</id><published>2009-12-24T01:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:47:59.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for your entertainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/1z732nc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a Lambert stickerrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu gossip session with Shana today was fulfilling! After Shana went off, I did a little bit of shopping by myself and got the Adam Lambert's album. Not too bad, plus there's this page in the lyrics booklet which looks exactly like it came out from Velvet Goldmine. And you all know I'm a total sucker for anything glamrock-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S// ADAM LAMBERT IS GODDAMNIT FEROCHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(EDIT)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/wi2dtg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The page where Lambert looks like he was part of Velvet Goldmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/xnzurq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking feroche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad he's gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5451622735372955406?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5451622735372955406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-your-entertainment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5451622735372955406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5451622735372955406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-your-entertainment.html' title='for your entertainment'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/1z732nc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-3678663270605047368</id><published>2009-12-22T22:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:34:35.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>served as a kind of therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/m7rl9v.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the sun. Just the same old sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Jiayi today for dinner / the usual gossip session. (I don't deny or try to be some kind of a saint by saying that I don't gossip.) Man, I totally needed to meet up for one of these stuff after I came back from Aussie. Hah! &lt;br /&gt;Now I know too much stuff I didn't need to know ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-3678663270605047368?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/3678663270605047368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/served-as-kind-of-therapy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3678663270605047368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/3678663270605047368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/served-as-kind-of-therapy.html' title='served as a kind of therapy'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i49.tinypic.com/m7rl9v_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2532620787051081356</id><published>2009-12-21T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T01:24:17.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a vulture perching</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/29nwgpc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/xpao7p.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2ahhl0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/vztogi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/11b2c9l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother. In case you were wondering why I have such hairy legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2r6gymu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/15hiyo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2dr6eye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i49.tinypic.com/5161ky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postcard scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family stayed at an aunt's house and basically her and her son was our tour guides for the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to get my hair dyed in Australia, because it is just so darn expensive to do anything with the hairdressers there. Got my hair cut back here in Singapore, and now I have realllll short hair. Yeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2532620787051081356?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2532620787051081356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/vulture-perching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2532620787051081356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2532620787051081356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/vulture-perching.html' title='a vulture perching'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/29nwgpc_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5084962184701569378</id><published>2009-12-13T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T01:37:04.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to prove how twisted we are</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Fierce is a state of being -- not necessarily something you can try to be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/1231wer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATS RATS RATS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/rvhgli.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current obsession with rats and taxidermy! I would like to make myself a paper unicorn taxidermy, please!&lt;br /&gt;(Many thanks to Irene for the 2 huge rats to add to my collection!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5084962184701569378?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5084962184701569378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-prove-how-twisted-we-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5084962184701569378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5084962184701569378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-prove-how-twisted-we-are.html' title='to prove how twisted we are'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/1231wer_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-4598601149952950628</id><published>2009-12-10T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:33:24.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>future foe scenarios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIAYI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's meet up again soon! Too much things to tell you guys about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Feli and JY left, Shana and I got a horribly cute pencil case in the shape of the shrieking chicken! Impractical for a pencil case because it is just so damn huge, but it's cuteness makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2e1yhs5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift from Jiayi when she went to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like putting these in an Ikea frame. (MY RIGHT LEG LOOKS FUCKING TWISTED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2ytuwqr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gift from Felicia when she went to China.&lt;br /&gt;Looks fucking glamrock and more glittery in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/zvsxuu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/2v7xcfk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a picture of my brother choking the shrieking chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Chicken still looks happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is now on some kind of baking spree and he just keeps baking cookies and cakes every night. Yay! I get to eat them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-4598601149952950628?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/4598601149952950628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/future-foe-scenarios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4598601149952950628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4598601149952950628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/future-foe-scenarios.html' title='future foe scenarios'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/2e1yhs5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-298318172495304075</id><published>2009-12-05T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:41:41.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look at her</title><content type='html'>OMG! MY HORRORESQUE SHOES ARRIVED &amp; I'M FUCKING HAPPY! I can't wait to bring the babies out for a spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/348n390.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/2cyqpl0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some nostalgic shit.&lt;br /&gt;"YOU DA' MAN, COBRAAAHHH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-298318172495304075?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/298318172495304075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/look-at-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/298318172495304075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/298318172495304075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/look-at-her.html' title='look at her'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/348n390_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-7670263673349968892</id><published>2009-12-02T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:21:19.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weather's fine, and i feel so</title><content type='html'>Shuting asked Eliz a question.&lt;br /&gt;Eliz had the sudden realisation that she shouldn't put things together, and just concentrate on what she should really be doing. Everything's so inspiring right now. Eliz thanked Shuting for bringing her back to Earth, where she really belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Everyone's focused clearly with such shine"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could post some serious stuff here, but it's so fucking exposed in this place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-7670263673349968892?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/7670263673349968892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/weathers-fine-and-i-feel-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7670263673349968892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7670263673349968892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/12/weathers-fine-and-i-feel-so.html' title='the weather&apos;s fine, and i feel so'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-4312238660131510894</id><published>2009-11-28T16:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:10:17.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little victories</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.tinypic.com/344y2km.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoes have reached Singapore &amp;amp; I got a pair of drainpipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LURRRVVEEE YOU, HORS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-4312238660131510894?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/4312238660131510894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-victories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4312238660131510894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4312238660131510894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-victories.html' title='little victories'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/344y2km_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1601817123759428347</id><published>2009-11-27T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:44:23.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but now enough is too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall, &lt;br /&gt;Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.&lt;br /&gt;All the Kings' men and all the Kings' horses&lt;br /&gt;could not put Humpty together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/4r9dsk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1601817123759428347?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1601817123759428347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/but-now-enough-is-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1601817123759428347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1601817123759428347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/but-now-enough-is-too-much.html' title='but now enough is too much'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/4r9dsk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-4632838188055521584</id><published>2009-11-25T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:04:28.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>passionate bright young things</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/28tky88.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken doll styled in the image of Aladdin Sane Bowie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.craftzine.com/archive/2008/11/david_bowie_ken.html"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, Ken doll looks too much like a football player to look like a glam-rock rockstar. Seriously. The glittery lightning bolt across the face still looks awesome though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-4632838188055521584?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/4632838188055521584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/passionate-bright-young-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4632838188055521584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4632838188055521584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/passionate-bright-young-things.html' title='passionate bright young things'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i48.tinypic.com/28tky88_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5361425736571137402</id><published>2009-11-23T21:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:04:18.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's only monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i50.tinypic.com/nqelcp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:150%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;For once, there was an unknown land, full of strange flowers and subtle perfumes; a land of which it is joy of all joys to dream; a land where all things are perfect and poisonous. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Velvet Goldmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliz likes to stare at people's shoes. Whether is it old and scruffy or spanking new and clean, she still loved staring at them. She was in town the other day with Shana and while they sat by the sideway to talk, Eliz just kept noticing people's shoes while they walked by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to holidays. Don't die in the process, Elizabeth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5361425736571137402?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5361425736571137402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-only-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5361425736571137402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5361425736571137402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-only-monday.html' title='it&apos;s only monday'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i50.tinypic.com/nqelcp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2120771721104875737</id><published>2009-11-22T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:42:22.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>count in fives</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/2wfv78y.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up one of the "R" but I still love the overall result. Might just do a New York Dolls one before I go overseas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2120771721104875737?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2120771721104875737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/count-in-fives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2120771721104875737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2120771721104875737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/count-in-fives.html' title='count in fives'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/2wfv78y_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8444521791612798500</id><published>2009-11-20T00:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:24:00.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting for this silence</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you don't know who you are supposed to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how some people can look cool effortlessly, even when they don't overdress? I'm always in awe over people like this, because they have this feroche attitude which seems to be like their accessory. I think partly is also they are just being themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Christmas is just round the corner! Fuck yes, I shall go write down a list of CD albums I want to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i46.tinypic.com/ev0v4n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the glittery golden glamrock santa hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8444521791612798500?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8444521791612798500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting-for-this-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8444521791612798500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8444521791612798500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting-for-this-silence.html' title='waiting for this silence'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i46.tinypic.com/ev0v4n_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8860339971979461965</id><published>2009-11-17T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:39:29.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the passenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y4hPnZUMBwA&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y4hPnZUMBwA&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly! This song is damn addictive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8860339971979461965?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8860339971979461965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/passenger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8860339971979461965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8860339971979461965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/passenger.html' title='the passenger'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2054952075443094396</id><published>2009-11-15T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:09:43.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excellent choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/nehn3m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is getting me a pair of lovely winklepicker which screams HORROR.&lt;br /&gt;I love my mum. I love you too, Horrors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting inspired by The Horrors! Though that might be it, I need to give those inspirations my own touch to it, because getting inspired is not equivalent to blatant copying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2054952075443094396?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2054952075443094396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/excellent-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2054952075443094396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2054952075443094396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/excellent-choice.html' title='excellent choice'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/nehn3m_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1481742219635351054</id><published>2009-11-14T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:38:47.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>or miss the glitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/33wtcoh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/98vog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/fyd72t.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/nd7rir.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the guys were being nice people by helping us barbecue food, while everyone else just loafed around the benches. Anyway, thanks to everyone who came for the 4E3 barbecue reunion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1481742219635351054?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1481742219635351054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/or-miss-glitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1481742219635351054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1481742219635351054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/or-miss-glitch.html' title='or miss the glitch'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/33wtcoh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5074484939996725440</id><published>2009-11-11T20:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:06:24.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time, it's never worth my time</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AG8fugqFn9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AG8fugqFn9Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AWESOME SONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so trance-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/6gask7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddamnit, I love BBQs. Hopefully, everyone attends it!&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry to Shan &amp;amp; Shuting, I'm unable to eat dinner with you guys this Friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sudden realisation of something always makes me like ... weird. It's like this sudden brake in life and everything else just stop and the only thing I can do / think is to ask - why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I should think that if people were to get the wrong impression of me, the one to which you so eloquently refer, it wouldn't be the wrong impression in the slightest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brian Slade (Velvet Goldmine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5074484939996725440?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5074484939996725440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-its-never-worth-my-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5074484939996725440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5074484939996725440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-its-never-worth-my-time.html' title='time, it&apos;s never worth my time'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/6gask7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-7511915521915055071</id><published>2009-11-10T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:42:32.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ziggy played guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/w0o02e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;FEROCHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't like the neck area, cause I think I screwed it up. Looks like one of the exhibits from Bodyworld, too veiny and muscular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I haven't even like draw anything in my sketchbooks / journals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-7511915521915055071?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/7511915521915055071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/ziggy-played-guitar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7511915521915055071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7511915521915055071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/ziggy-played-guitar.html' title='ziggy played guitar'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/w0o02e_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2209836229395812333</id><published>2009-11-09T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:15:22.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>came down like water</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2ypckt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew a portrait of Legolas for Felicia as her birthday present. &lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken when it was still uncompleted, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated her early birthday on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2vl8ys2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/259g0ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/4khhg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/27ym88.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2pq71vk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2209836229395812333?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2209836229395812333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/came-down-like-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2209836229395812333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2209836229395812333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/came-down-like-water.html' title='came down like water'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/2ypckt3_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6732326869056704266</id><published>2009-11-03T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:54:13.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>made of ivory and gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/73hus4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narcissistic photos (OMG, LOOK AT THE ONE OF FELICIA AND JIAYI) were given to me by Shana, JY and Flea on my birthday, which were stuck on this humongous orange coloured birthday card. Poster and photos of Bill Kaulitz, because he is the best looking confuser ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also love to stick some Horrors and NY Dolls photos up, and at the meantime, also figure out how to hang the little clips Shuting &amp; Shan bought for me from Malacca on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving my melting clock yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6732326869056704266?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6732326869056704266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/made-of-ivory-and-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6732326869056704266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6732326869056704266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/made-of-ivory-and-gold.html' title='made of ivory and gold'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/73hus4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8221050673336138761</id><published>2009-11-02T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:50:10.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with too much to say</title><content type='html'>Unconventional.&lt;br /&gt;So do you think that boys should act like boys and girls should act like girls? Say, given the example of a lady who lifts weight and a boy doing ballet. Do you think that boys doing ballet are "fairy boys" and that they are gay? And they ladies lifting weights are too "manly"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering why can't some people accept things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2hhg2fr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/qsk4tj.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan &amp; Shuting (Who is finally taller than Shan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2db00zt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, mugshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum thinks my David Bowie shirt looks creepy.&lt;br /&gt;"Neon pink blood like splatters?!?!" Haha. I love my mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8221050673336138761?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8221050673336138761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-too-much-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8221050673336138761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8221050673336138761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-too-much-to-say.html' title='with too much to say'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/2hhg2fr_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8593019624131510772</id><published>2009-11-01T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:33:22.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>double feature</title><content type='html'>Building an identity.&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously, we'd all want to look different from everyone else, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's just my own mindset, because I see people looking like everybody all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often stereotype me as the bully, because I am not a weak woman.&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad being the bully, though I don't like people who try too hard to look feroche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so fucking random??&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those fucking random train of thoughts running me down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/wb5tmf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2i24f9v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a little compilation of my previously ridiculous, but funny comic featuring me and my friends. Tsk, I feel fucking embarassed to be seeing them all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8593019624131510772?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8593019624131510772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/double-feature.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8593019624131510772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8593019624131510772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/11/double-feature.html' title='double feature'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/wb5tmf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-283535097274494551</id><published>2009-10-27T22:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:56:11.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why my baby cousin is cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/30uv6sk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... wearing harem pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU EVEN OWN A PAIR?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in a conversation with Felicia and Jiayi and we're all typing in CAPS LOCK! This is fucking exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-283535097274494551?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/283535097274494551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-my-baby-cousin-is-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/283535097274494551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/283535097274494551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-my-baby-cousin-is-cool.html' title='why my baby cousin is cool'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/30uv6sk_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2049448469845187250</id><published>2009-10-24T23:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:17:57.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's taking you nowhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/29xhwmf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my hair highlighted orange.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that my hair grew longer.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Why did it have to grow so fast when I don't want it to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating whether if I should get another piercing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack : I love it when 57 meets up for talking session after school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2049448469845187250?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2049448469845187250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/lifes-taking-you-nowhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2049448469845187250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2049448469845187250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/lifes-taking-you-nowhere.html' title='life&apos;s taking you nowhere'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/29xhwmf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2555656287966380079</id><published>2009-10-19T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:09:08.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swear by my lip stud that</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:220%;"&gt;I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:220%;" &gt;CLASS 57&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:220%;"&gt; already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that being out of the comfort zone is good, but still! This is fucking ridiculous, putting us all in a Common Foundation Class and then later forcing us to seperate and feeling all nostalgic while walking up a flight of stairs near the workshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgic!?&lt;br /&gt;And to think we've only been seperated for 1 damn day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2555656287966380079?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2555656287966380079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/swear-by-my-lip-stud-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2555656287966380079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2555656287966380079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/swear-by-my-lip-stud-that.html' title='swear by my lip stud that'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-640938532184386087</id><published>2009-10-17T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:15:27.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but he thinks he'll blow our minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/hwelcl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-640938532184386087?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/640938532184386087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/but-he-think-hell-blow-our-minds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/640938532184386087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/640938532184386087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/but-he-think-hell-blow-our-minds.html' title='but he thinks he&apos;ll blow our minds'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/hwelcl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-7282697267579882128</id><published>2009-10-17T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T03:55:58.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let the kids lose their sanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2qisfo9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/wtyceq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/33tmtg4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/20fax6r.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/14c8i1f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiong Han's face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was horribly good. Everyone had like lack of sleep, butt cramps and a landmine-ish bad stomache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-7282697267579882128?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/7282697267579882128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-kids-lose-their-sanity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7282697267579882128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7282697267579882128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-kids-lose-their-sanity.html' title='let the kids lose their sanity'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2qisfo9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-6367656128481032431</id><published>2009-10-13T23:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:33:01.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gives you hell</title><content type='html'>Jiayi once told me about the simple hell people can give. Simple hell. It's just a small, little, tiny and almost insignificant gesture which irks another human being so immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm experiencing one of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those simple hell right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutral and vague.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-6367656128481032431?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/6367656128481032431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/gives-you-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6367656128481032431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/6367656128481032431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/gives-you-hell.html' title='gives you hell'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1770380880747402124</id><published>2009-10-12T22:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:15:08.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls, girls, girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2v80lrs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2rprbpi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/wc0qiw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/nf17rt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2jeeptl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping, shopping, shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go down to HMV these few days to get the New York Dolls &amp; Tokio Hotel CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan &amp; ST are both now in Malacca. I hope they enjoy their trip more than mine : /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1770380880747402124?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1770380880747402124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-girls-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1770380880747402124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1770380880747402124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/girls-girls-girls.html' title='girls, girls, girls'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2v80lrs_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-4312956808607820003</id><published>2009-10-11T19:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:44:45.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ballad of maxwell demon</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-bsexaqOrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-bsexaqOrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Warning : Man in tight shiny pants! (And slight gay references)*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this is probably one of the best scenes in Velvet Goldmine. Plus, you get to see Johnathan Rhys Meyers in glam-rock-victorian. Ooh, glittery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Anything that glitters - is gay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one last thing, which Felicia reminded me about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/2ro3ybp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, BILL'S FAUXHAWK IS THE SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;He's probably the BEST looking confuser, ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-4312956808607820003?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/4312956808607820003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/ballad-of-maxwell-demon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4312956808607820003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/4312956808607820003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/ballad-of-maxwell-demon.html' title='ballad of maxwell demon'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/2ro3ybp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-1518147954908394594</id><published>2009-10-10T16:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T00:13:13.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lipstick kissed elbow gloves</title><content type='html'>I just had my hair cut, and I'm going to get it coloured on Wednesday with Shan. I like the new hair, but the thing is that, I seriously look like Ah Wang at some angles. Damn that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/34njqsp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk, fake smile, fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/122cfvd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GET WHAT I MEAN ABOUT THE AH WANG THING NOW??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/5yx6co.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i37.tinypic.com/t8w12b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/1zyg11u.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2l9p99h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2mmepvp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan with her spanking new DMs.&lt;br /&gt;"Hao kan lah, hao kan lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/33bij5t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new Vans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-1518147954908394594?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/1518147954908394594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/lipstick-kissed-elbow-gloves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1518147954908394594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/1518147954908394594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/lipstick-kissed-elbow-gloves.html' title='lipstick kissed elbow gloves'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/34njqsp_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8118534017074241988</id><published>2009-10-08T22:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:55:32.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it be boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2wqv21k.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We set out to change the world, we ended up just changing ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, if you don't look at the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always so affected when others misunderstand them, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;Why do they even bother?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8118534017074241988?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8118534017074241988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-it-be-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8118534017074241988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8118534017074241988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/let-it-be-boring.html' title='let it be boring'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2wqv21k_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-5312974479802711329</id><published>2009-10-01T23:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T23:56:47.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personality crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2e4yamo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I had an alter-ego of a non-human which I can turn to, you know, like a David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm no rockstar and doing this is just plain schizophrenic.&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, you must be thinking why the fuck do I want to be a glam rock alien?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;... But what do you know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality crisis; and I seem to be talking and rambling to myself here. This sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-5312974479802711329?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/5312974479802711329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/personality-crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5312974479802711329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/5312974479802711329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/10/personality-crisis.html' title='personality crisis'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2e4yamo_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-7741851490064406801</id><published>2009-09-29T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T01:04:50.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes i wonder if i'm still alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/nfk1tu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how true is this? I just find it odd that human beings are terrified to offend other human beings. Why do we want to be on good terms with everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because one day we might "need" them?&lt;br /&gt;Because we are born attention seekers and we just to be popular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the hypocrisy in human beings. Why is it so hard to be true to ourselves?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-7741851490064406801?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/7741851490064406801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-i-wonder-if-im-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7741851490064406801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/7741851490064406801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-i-wonder-if-im-still-alive.html' title='sometimes i wonder if i&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/nfk1tu_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-2097177758699998894</id><published>2009-09-26T01:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:13:04.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect and poisonous</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2ztlhr5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/3496nuf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i38.tinypic.com/2gso6yh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was a birthday present to Felicia, and the other two are my ex-blog layout. Yeah, nostalgic. I know that feeling anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn inspired by my previous layouts though. I think I shall change mine in these few days / weeks. A thousand layered vector, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-2097177758699998894?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/2097177758699998894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-and-poisonous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2097177758699998894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/2097177758699998894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfect-and-poisonous.html' title='perfect and poisonous'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/2ztlhr5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-8753484306606526621</id><published>2009-09-23T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:17:07.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing, my angel of music</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2nauvyx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this in my Off-Centre book. Geez, I miss my Secondary 4 days with Irene. (Heehee, smilies in inappriorate places)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is boring. I do not know how the previous girl manage to sell $200 worth of inspired bags when I could only reach a maximum of $56 bucks. Not to mention today was a fucking unfortunate day for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ej1zMxbhOO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ej1zMxbhOO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom of the Opera. My favourite scene! &lt;br /&gt;I love Gerard Butler's super sexy sideburns &amp; the sound of the Organ! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-8753484306606526621?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/8753484306606526621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/sing-my-angel-of-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8753484306606526621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/8753484306606526621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/sing-my-angel-of-music.html' title='sing, my angel of music'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/2nauvyx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-183101442071478578</id><published>2009-09-21T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:06:20.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the voice which calls to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bulletscars.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/r1kec1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only recommmended for people who like glam rock&lt;br /&gt;(Occasional picspam of eye-candies though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumblr satisfy my craving to blog 10 times a day about irrelevant stuff and pic spams of New York Dolls &amp;amp; David Bowie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Phantom of the Opera now. Fuck, I love the sound of the Organ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-183101442071478578?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/183101442071478578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/voice-which-calls-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/183101442071478578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/183101442071478578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/voice-which-calls-to-me.html' title='the voice which calls to me'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/r1kec1_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4187847680443392813.post-13185409662210119</id><published>2009-09-19T18:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:52:26.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jet boy stole my baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2cQPln0Fr8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k2cQPln0Fr8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jet Boy - New York Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%";&gt;&lt;em&gt;EPIC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ncY2rtVHKF8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; by PeterChao. This guy is fucking hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4187847680443392813-13185409662210119?l=bulletscars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/feeds/13185409662210119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/jet-boy-stole-my-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/13185409662210119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4187847680443392813/posts/default/13185409662210119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulletscars.blogspot.com/2009/09/jet-boy-stole-my-baby.html' title='jet boy stole my baby'/><author><name>Elz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_benwIfsZtl8/TRbifh8o_-I/AAAAAAAACyE/tcXxfstDZdw/S220/iwan1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
