<?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-973393260556907636</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:05:15.574-08:00</updated><category term='Lament'/><category term='eh?'/><title type='text'>Lei Yao Mo Lam Loo ?</title><subtitle type='html'>This is just some tool of procrastination and where I can bitch and moan without actually having the risk of annoying anyone personally.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-7381555307661405305</id><published>2010-10-24T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T21:22:26.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Toast. . .</title><content type='html'>"To the good times that we've shared. . And the bad times that we'll have. ."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the line from the song "I Need Some Fine Wine and You, you Need to be Nicer" by The Cardigans that really stuck with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, that's all that we really got going through life with others isn't it? It basically just sums up our social existence &lt;i&gt;(not to mention the whole title is totally befitting any situation for anybody at any given time)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Profound lyrics from a band that gave us "Lovefool" lol. I love that song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on to more profound topics of discussion. I was asked recently if I was a booty or boobie person. This of course presents a true conundrum to me. I mean, is it true that every man has a straight out preference for one or the other? Can we not be on the fence &lt;i&gt;(I don't mean not like either . .That'd be gay . .Well maybe not . .Maybe there are navel men out there or knee or ankle or toe men out there . .Let's not discriminate)&lt;/i&gt; about the topic or better yet have both? &lt;i&gt;(Of course that would be the idea, but for the sake of discussion, I heard that every man has a very strong preference for one or the other. . .) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so dear readers, after searching my soul &lt;i&gt;(amongst other things . .)&lt;/i&gt; long and hard, I finally decided that I am, indeed. . .A boobies man. Sorry booty ladies. Please, fellow boobie men, withold thy rejoicing and praises. .And do not despair fair booty men. . I cannot deny the alluring luciousness of the bootieness. . But I must be true to myself and admit that it is indeed the boobieness that captivates me the mostess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, in all honesty, it is unfair to subject a male of the human species to such a sacrificial decision. It's just cruel to have to choose between either and draw a definite line there. Especially in this era where both are so prevalently and so wondrously (enchanced) displayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm definitely a boobies man fer 'sho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-7381555307661405305?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/7381555307661405305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/10/toast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/7381555307661405305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/7381555307661405305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/10/toast.html' title='A Toast. . .'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-5289411975404316490</id><published>2010-09-18T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T04:46:44.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty &amp; The Beast</title><content type='html'>So I just finished watching Disney's Beauty and the Beast and boy was it an emotional nostalgic trip. Seriously. I was balls out crying into the pillow sobbing chocked up in my throat emotional about it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what it was about it. Either the fact that I identify with it from my impressionable youthful days. . Or the fact that it's a tale of love overcoming outstanding odds and coming up top. . or the fact that I've had a bunch of booze and beers in me. But that movie really got to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't seen it, YOU MUST ! ! But I'm sure you've seen it already. Because no self respecting reader of this blog post hasn't seen it. Srsly. Those 4 of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At any rate. I can't wait until I finds my Belle. I just wish that when she realizes that she loveses me, that I will has a huge assed castle and a bunch of loyal singing melodizing rhyming servants at my disposal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hhhaaaaaa. . . One can only dream . . Although I'm already half way there in respect to the looking like the beast part ho ho ho ho . . .I need more self respect . .Srsly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-5289411975404316490?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/5289411975404316490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/09/beauty-beast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5289411975404316490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5289411975404316490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/09/beauty-beast.html' title='Beauty &amp; The Beast'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-8777154980753448037</id><published>2010-09-09T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T03:37:28.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time For A New Format</title><content type='html'>I notice I has been neglecting this blog thingy for long assed periods of times. This is entirely my fault of course. Honestly, it's mostly because I haven't really done anything worth talking about. And I really don't want to waste the precious time of you, my precious followers. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at this point, whatever update that there will be on this blog will mostly be from my drunken blabberrings. (I don't even know what the proper spelling for that is . . AND I DON'T CARE ! ! . . which is testament to my current state of mind now) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try my best to update this blog space during my last moments of consciousness (I don't care how that's spelt . . .srsly . . not anymore) before I pass outs.  These will be the last few testaments of honest to goodness (because really, I'm only honest during these times anyways) rantings that I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of right now actually, I'm pretty out of it anyways. So whether or not I follow up with these claims remains to be seen. But it does seem  like a promising change though, no? Please do feel free to comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At any rate yeah. At any rate the only time I come one here to update this nonsense is when I'm drunk an has nothing else betrar to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-8777154980753448037?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/8777154980753448037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-time-for-new-format.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/8777154980753448037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/8777154980753448037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-time-for-new-format.html' title='It&apos;s Time For A New Format'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-5001717323577574462</id><published>2010-07-13T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T15:46:48.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>USTREAM</title><content type='html'>LOL. This thing is nuts. How easy it is to get yourself online and cam whore to millions of potential viewers. The lure is just too tempting for some jail bait cam whores. They can't resists it. They just needs a webcam (which I'm sure they already has since they're such cam-whores) an inter-web connection (what would you use the WEB-cam for otherwise?) and voila ! You've got your own little live show. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know a few people who would really enjoy this. And a few more people who I wish would enjoy this too much lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so annoying when those dam 4chan fools or followers get on and they start spamming their retarded nonsense. Stupid shoe on head demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally get on there just to spy on them raccoons in the wild. . . Okay, I lie. The first searches are for the jailbait cam whores LOL. 'Coons if they're off the air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*searches e-Bay for spy web cam. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-5001717323577574462?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/5001717323577574462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/07/ustream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5001717323577574462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5001717323577574462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/07/ustream.html' title='USTREAM'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-3835819224645710565</id><published>2010-07-05T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:23:41.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>So I was just reading someone else's blog, (P'Paosss) and was wonderring if it was at all possible that I would have such an intimate relationship with my blog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, this woman puts random stuff about herself every other time. Albeit somewhat coded or indirectly, it's still pretty personal stuff and not at all very hard to decode if knew her and talked to her I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, that's some crazy drama. A little boring it gets, but there's some nice photos in there lol (which of course was my main purpose of checking out the blog). Wow. I don't like drama, but I'm oddly attracted/interested by it. But it is mostly countered by my utter lack of interest in things that I don't get to know what dramas are hitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, could you IMAGINE how it would've been like in Ames if she was still hurrr? LOL. I'd be in drama heaven. Previous post unnecessary. No subscription needed. Well maybe subscription of friends who are damn kay poh and willing to repeat these crap cause I'm too lazy to find out first hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-3835819224645710565?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/3835819224645710565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/07/blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/3835819224645710565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/3835819224645710565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/07/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-8522361093356084008</id><published>2010-07-05T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:16:45.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NetFlixorrs I Lovezorrs You ! !</title><content type='html'>ENTIRE SERIES OF X-FILES ! ! That's NINE entires seasons of the series. Ah wasted afternoons, you have become less wasted. "RESUME: Completed entire series of X-Files during the summer". I'd like to put a shout-out to Cynthia who's made this possible for me as well as some others up in 102 lol. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish now they'd put up the X-Files movies too so I can finally fill in the gaps and understand wtf is going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-8522361093356084008?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/8522361093356084008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/07/netflixorrs-i-lovezorrs-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/8522361093356084008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/8522361093356084008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/07/netflixorrs-i-lovezorrs-you.html' title='NetFlixorrs I Lovezorrs You ! !'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-4266058323900558249</id><published>2010-06-24T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T09:41:50.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender Bender</title><content type='html'>There's this song that always cracks me up when I think about it or when it comes up on the player on it's random run. It comes on in the info as "Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham - Twisted". It goes back to a funny incident where I was talking to my sister about that song. It goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Ei this song is nice. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis: Yea. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Got a nice country-ish twang to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis: Uh huh (I don't quite remember what she was saying up to this point really . .)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I like the lady's voice. .Lindsey Buckingham. .Never heard of her before. .But sounds familiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis: Lindsey is they GUY. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: WHAT ! ? Then the lady is STEVIE ? !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis: Yeah she's the Fleetwood Mac singer. .*sings Gypsy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: HUH ? SERIOUS ! ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis: Yea! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: HUH ? (I was still sure she was fahking with me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, this went on for a couple more years that I thought my sister was messing with my head until I discovered for myself who Stevie Nicks was when she was mentioned in an obscure movie called "Mr. Wrong" (you can watch it on instant NetFlix. .Pretty funny. .Ellen DeGeneres). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would've been a totally awesome YMLL ! ?!11?// moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it was just a pretty funny confusion thing. I was befuddled. I was sure they were doing that intentionally to twist my mind. That the name of the song was "Twisted" made me certain of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-4266058323900558249?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/4266058323900558249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/06/gender-bender.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/4266058323900558249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/4266058323900558249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/06/gender-bender.html' title='Gender Bender'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-5631343692074636828</id><published>2010-06-06T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:37:05.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning !</title><content type='html'>Y'know what I really hate? I hate it when I wake up from a nap at sayyy. . the &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;EVENING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (this part is bolded underlined capped because it's important later on) and someone who's met you for the first time says: "Good morning !". .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a kick out of that. Srsly. And not because they say it in a way that is laced with "better than thou"-ness and implications that you've wasted the entire day just laying on the couch. It's because they meant to say it in a sarcastic way. Well the jokes on them! It's not sarcastic at all. And I really hate it when people are trying to be so blatantly sarcastic. Really ! It's even in wikipedia. Check it out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;"Morning may also be used in a strictly personal sense, to refer to the period immediately following waking up, irrespective of the current time of day. In this sense, morning encompasses the (mostly menial) prerequisites for full productivity and life in public."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; font-size: medium;"&gt;So HAH ! The next time you want to try to be sarcastic and diss someone waking up in the evening, please refrain and remember this little rant you read right here ! Because you may failzorrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-5631343692074636828?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/5631343692074636828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5631343692074636828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5631343692074636828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning !'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-7356202985144416703</id><published>2009-09-07T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:50:29.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Nothing Like You And I</title><content type='html'>There's this song . .That I always choke up when I listen to its . .I first heard it from the movie "London" . .Which stars Jessica Biel (in many revealing siehkksss scenes I might add. .But that's not why I likes the movie so much. .Well . . Not the main reason) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically the movie goes on about this guy who broke up with his long-time high school girlfriend and how she's leaving LA to go to Londong (which incidently is her name as well) and how this guy is going through a last ditch effort to win her back in her farewell party. He holes up in the toilet where the party is hosted while waiting for her and commences through some booze and coke inspired theological and philosiphical discussions about his relationship with her with his coke dealer and some other random peoples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutting to the end of the movie without giving out too much, there is a morning after scene . .And this song comes one . .And it totally sums up the entire movie. One song. . Summing up everything that is in a relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beginning . .The middle . . The end . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just clicks . .The moment I saw the scene with this song playing . .I choked up . .It was the best suited song ever for the moment. . It has since been one of my favoritestesssess song evarrhhhhh in the universesssssesss . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh . . The song is The Perishers - Nothing Like You and I. .Here is a YouTube montage of the movie "The Notebook" (another sweet assed movie that makesesss me chokessess) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the lyrics and you know why it's fitting to sum up everything in the movie . .Or rather for every other relationship that has run it's course . . Srsly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFIX2G2oSSU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/vFIX2G2oSSU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-7356202985144416703?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/7356202985144416703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-nothing-like-you-and-i.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/7356202985144416703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/7356202985144416703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-nothing-like-you-and-i.html' title='There&apos;s Nothing Like You And I'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-4839865424672652020</id><published>2009-07-24T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:43:14.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Has Cheezburger?</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank Ashvin (I want to say Nair? I'm not sure what your whole name is mang . .Should probably find that outs before plugging youse heyurrr. .) for wonderful wonderful FREE cheezburger. It has been a lifesaver for these past couple of dreary days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I really really needs to do laundry mang. Damn I hates doing laundry. I loves having to wear fresh newly washed clothes fresh off the dryer all warm and soft and smelling like lavender (I use all lavender crap for my clothes). But I'm just so gaddam lazy to get it done. Could be the analogy for my entire life. I'm always too gaddam lazy to do things that will result in really good things in my life. So many things I've been too lazy to do or think is not worth the effort to put into. When I think of the things that could have been if i weren't so damn lazy, well . . Come to think of it, I'm actually too lazy to even think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone got quarters ? I'ma gonna get my ass down there to do some laundry . . gaddamit . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-4839865424672652020?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/4839865424672652020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-can-has-cheezburger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/4839865424672652020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/4839865424672652020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-can-has-cheezburger.html' title='I Can Has Cheezburger?'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-6936127756241877542</id><published>2009-07-24T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T02:17:02.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faysss . .OFF. .FAYCE. .OFFFFF</title><content type='html'>So after that crazy assed boat ride, my face started peeling off. This is I assure you ladies, most likely due to the sun exposure and not from any contagious disease. So I iz perfectly safe to be pleasuring you layyyy-deyzzz.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of pleasuring, there is nothing that I get a kick out off more from than peeling the skin out from my face. I keep imagining like I'm that old dude in Mission:Impossible (Yes. . The old dude, for all youse yung'uns going "Eh . .Where got old dude in MI?", in the oh lee chanel (fuah . .double bracket . .this is turning out to be some math equation) (Sorry forgot what I wanted to say in that last bracket. .That's pronounced like the brand) series the main character hero was an old dude with white hair, not Tom Cruise). Anyway the bottomline is peeling off my face like in the Mission Impossible shyte. Shioks giler. Every morning I wake up go to the mirror and have a go at it for like half an hour or so. Housemates must be thinking I'm wanking. But I might as well be for the amount of shiokness I gets from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In any case, I've been gone for a long while. Hopefully this is a nice return for youse peoples who is actually dropping by once in a while hoping to catch up with what this bugger is up to. And that's it. .Peeling my face skin . . Too bad still same face after all that peeling . .Kanineh . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-6936127756241877542?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/6936127756241877542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/07/faysss-off-fayce-offfff.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/6936127756241877542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/6936127756241877542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/07/faysss-off-fayce-offfff.html' title='Faysss . .OFF. .FAYCE. .OFFFFF'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-4211561937682006020</id><published>2009-05-21T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:35:41.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NGWUI ! !</title><content type='html'>So I was checking out &lt;a href="http://www.gutteruncensored.com/"&gt;gutteruncensored&lt;/a&gt; to get my daily update of sleaze, and for the first time really took notice of the ads there. If you're a frequent visitor to sleazy sites you're no doubt familiar with the FACEBOOK OF SIEHKSSS !! I've got nothing against the ads. People gotta make money to put up sleaze every day. And I admit I did click on it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BECAUSE THE CHICS ON THE ADS ARE SO &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GADDAWMN SUPER INCREDIDGEBERLY HAWTSSS&lt;/span&gt; ! ! Where are these laydies and how do I gets them into my life? DAMMITS !! I want to do niehsteih NIESHSTEIH things to themsssss. .Speaking of which . .I wonder how is Sheau Ting doings . .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm gonna go abuse myself  for a bits now&lt;/span&gt; . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-4211561937682006020?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/4211561937682006020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/05/ngwui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/4211561937682006020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/4211561937682006020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/05/ngwui.html' title='NGWUI ! !'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-3805634568508231287</id><published>2009-04-13T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:34:06.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lament'/><title type='text'>Timing</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's just everything isn't it? What's the worst part about it being everything is that you sometimes can't do anything about it. Shit cakes. Maybe that's the reason I like to leave things to the very last minute. A weird rebellion against the factors of time that is enforced upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately that hasn't been a very good strategy to live by. Missed chances and what ifs plague my mind. My father always tells me: "Son, doesn't matter what you do. As long as you don't regret doing it." And despite so many times listening to that and wanting to live up to it, I seem to always make choices that leads to regrets. Nerts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-3805634568508231287?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/3805634568508231287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/04/timing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/3805634568508231287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/3805634568508231287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/04/timing.html' title='Timing'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-3271024809943280215</id><published>2009-04-12T22:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:57:04.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVE ! Get out der vey !</title><content type='html'>There is this really interesting phenomenon. The worst, and most annoying M'sian group habit to me is the terrible habit of standing around in the middle of everyone's way to discuss something. And being extremely social creatures, this is done in large groups, thus becoming a major obstacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more interesting about this fenomena is that it happens spontaneously. The group would just be moving along on it's way nicely, when all the sudden it stops and everyone just joins in some conversation about where to go or what to do next or some other random conversation. AND ALWAYS IN THE MIDDLE OF EVERYONE'S WAY. .In the most obstructive possible location i.e. a sidewalk, the cartway after the check out lanes in Wal-Mart, the entrance to somewhere etc. I mean . .JUST MOVE ! ! Other people have places to go while you're looking for and discussing about yours. It's just amazing how inconsiderate we can be sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-3271024809943280215?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/3271024809943280215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/04/move-get-out-der-vey.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/3271024809943280215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/3271024809943280215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/04/move-get-out-der-vey.html' title='MOVE ! Get out der vey !'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-2458620988565086645</id><published>2009-04-09T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:43:47.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Dance</title><content type='html'>So it's been a while since the last post. Been laming around too much on the couch. And the fact that my interwebz got disconnected due to a copyright infringement deal is also a major factor. Here's a warning kids: Don't download C&amp;amp;C3. . I'm never downloading anymore damn games. .CS and DotA is allz I needz. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE WATCHING USSS ! ! Which makes it impossible for me to dance like noone's watching . . Which is a sneaky way of me diverting the issue to what I was really intended on posting abouts. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently found outs how to post youtube links up in heyurrr (I knows it's real simple, but I'm blur and lazy to discover shyte or myself and this whole blog thing still has me wide wonder-eyed. .) So here are a couple of cool dance videos. .One you should be familiar with and another I loves the song and finally caught the music video which was so AWESOME ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Feist doing her weird thang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9D0aTSkslWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9D0aTSkslWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't that just make you want to dance retardedly? I know I do . . Everytime . .I lovesss itsss  !! . .The song . .Not acting retarded . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she also appeared on Sesame Street! ! Hilarious ! !&lt;br /&gt;The other one was Fiona Apple's Paper Bag, which unfortunately the videos have not allowed embedding . .Demmits . .But here's the link if you're interested. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JB4Al0l6Cuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy dancing your cares awaysss ! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-2458620988565086645?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/2458620988565086645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-dance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/2458620988565086645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/2458620988565086645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-dance.html' title='Just Dance'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-6770064791556219733</id><published>2009-04-01T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:54:08.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidding ME ! ?!</title><content type='html'>Chomon larrrr. . Srsly? Zomgness lers. .IT'S ALREADY APRIL MANG ! ! What the hellz is snow doing floating arounds?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't gets me wrong . .I loves the snow. But not this flurry bullshit. I likes full-on winter storm. Whiteouts ending with 6 inches of glorious whiteness ready for me to leave footprints on. This flurries crap is like some horrible tease. All the cold and none of the fun. To quote O-Town: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cause I want it allllll, or naaaaaahthing at olllllll"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck this cold weather already. If you want to go, just go. Is like those clingy ex-gilrfriends (friends', not mine) that hang around and annoy the bejeebus out of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring on some of that short shorts weather mang. I'm dying to get that charcoal burning, that fire blaring, that lighting fluid (among other things) squirting, the meat searing, my legs (among other things) exposing, the skin tanning, the chics less clothed. That means YOU *insert chic name here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-6770064791556219733?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/6770064791556219733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/04/kidding-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/6770064791556219733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/6770064791556219733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/04/kidding-me.html' title='Kidding ME ! ?!'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-1567987489133387547</id><published>2009-03-29T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T13:55:42.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY THIS TIME ! !</title><content type='html'>Finally found out who sang that song I was obsessing abouts &lt;a href="http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/fras-gilerrr.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; a couple of weeks ago. After listening closer to the song on Yu's cell phone. Needed more lyrics to search for that song. A sign of how unknown the song is. A bad omen. My pubics, it's This Time (as we already established to no avail previously) by Maniac Garage. WHOOP DEE FUCKING DOO ! !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONLY TO DISOVER THAT they're a blardy never heard before band. They don't even has a myspace page where I can possibly steal their music from. A couple of people were asking about it in Yahoo! Answers about where to finds it. The answers always "limewire" zomg, so redundant. I can't finds it on Ares. I doubt they even has an album released. So now I know othe name of the band and all, I still can't has its. EVEN MORE FRASSS !!! O cruel fate . .I want to punch you in the fays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways here's the lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Time by Maniac Garage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can still remember when,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been working my way back to you boy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot remember when,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been working my way back to you boy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to try this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIMPLE ! ! YET SO HARD ! ! GUARHHHHH ! ! I WANT HOKKIEN MEEEE ! !&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; served in a special way PLEASE GODDD ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-1567987489133387547?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/1567987489133387547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-this-time.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/1567987489133387547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/1567987489133387547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-this-time.html' title='FINALLY THIS TIME ! !'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-2537601399294878136</id><published>2009-03-26T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:28:21.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nap &gt; DotA</title><content type='html'>Next time I'm feeling drowzy from a nap when someone asks to DotA, I'm not going to play. Just got done with one of the WORST games I've ever played. Was using Tidehunter and can't farm for shits. .Can't stun properly, fed the whole time. Whole team got raped. GUARHHH ! !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel dem kao guilty when I fuck up in DotA like that, but then fucking up in classes or whatever, no problem, barely any guilt. Solution: distract myself with DotA. I am so messed up. I'm gonna go get some McChickens up in heyurrr to calm my soul. Hopefully redeem myself laters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, I laugh when I watch horror movies". What the hellz lar. Even if it's true, that sounds extremely retarded when someone says it don't you think? What are you trying to prove ler? You're so fucking brave nothing scares you? The whole point of watching horror movies is to get scared. You go into it wanting not to be scared it's just going to be a waste of time. With horror movies you got to go in and take it in. Get absorbed into the setting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That being said . .That last horror movie, nothing can save ler. Fucking waste of time. I'm sorry to whoever had to watch it *cough* Z *cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the whole point of smoking weed or drinking alcohol is to get high. You don't get high that's just a fucking waste of weed/alcohol and time. I knows some people that don't never get fucked up on alcohol, but barely even makes a mention of its. Kudos to youse you know who you are. I so wanted to go *COUGH COUGH (That super coughing I make) "Oh, I cough when people bullshit" after hearing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-2537601399294878136?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/2537601399294878136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/nap-dota.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/2537601399294878136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/2537601399294878136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/nap-dota.html' title='Nap &gt; DotA'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-95685972503307768</id><published>2009-03-25T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:17:23.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am deeply torn. .</title><content type='html'>About how to arrange my music. So I downloaded an entire discography of one of my all time favorite bands Live. Not surprisingly, as all great bands would have, (and some lesser ones that just had 2 albums then have one? WTF is up with that . .Fucking kidding me with that marketing shyte. .I can't name any off the top of my head . .But you've seen them before . .You know what I'm talking about) they's gots a greatest hit album. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now my predicament is this. Now that I has all their songs and the ones that I love, in their individual albums, should I keep those or just keep those from the greatest hit album. There are other songs that I do enjoy from those other albums as well on top of those that are included in the greatest hit record. But the greatest hits record has a dem nice cover art. But then so do the other albums. This little things bother the hellz out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A) take out the songs from the original albums and keep the entire greatest hits album&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B) keep every damn song there is because THAT'S HOW FUCKING GREAT LIVE IS ! ! THAT I HAVE REDUNDANT COPIES OF THEIR SONGS ! !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C) take out the greatest hits record except for that one new song in there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The problem with A is that I like having the original info for the songs and the cover art for when that song originally appeared. So I'm quite reluctant to just have the newer greatest hits version.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With option B is the problem of having too damn many files and it would be an organizational mine field. Not to mention I would have to choose between files to add into my portable media player or playlist yada yada . .Simple things . .But it really does bother me  unfortunately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have much to say about option C. .I guess that's what I'm most likely going to do . .I just needed to talk about it first. .I think it deserves that much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-95685972503307768?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/95685972503307768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-deeply-torn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/95685972503307768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/95685972503307768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-deeply-torn.html' title='I am deeply torn. .'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-2384245214709772743</id><published>2009-03-25T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:45:24.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm touched. .</title><content type='html'>Deeply and quite sensually strangely enough. Tittilated. From the comments left. Thanks for dropping by and taking the time to read this crap. Is because of youse people that I started this shyte and continue to do so. I loves youse. .All of youse ! ! *muackz* &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now to get more chics up in heyurrr . .That leave their nekkid pics and numbers . .That would be perrrrfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-2384245214709772743?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/2384245214709772743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-touched.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/2384245214709772743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/2384245214709772743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-touched.html' title='I&apos;m touched. .'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-8187576880122126210</id><published>2009-03-25T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:42:10.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn youse Mang. .</title><content type='html'>Someone says to me that I should bitch more to make the blog more interesting. Well that wasn't really what I had in mind fot the blog thing. Didn't want to see bitchy and all that. But this is something that's really getting on my gaddam nerves mang. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So any of you network savvy people could maybe possible offer up some ideas as to what is causing this and perhaps a solution. Here's the deal. I iz on the router rights? And everytime the Mang turns his computer on and logs into the network, a whole world of shit opens up and it clogs up the connection for some reason. I gets the crazy assed spikes when playing CS, the interwebz is slower, I can barely do shyte when playing DotA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I shouts at him: "EH ! !. .You downloading any shyte?" to which he replies in that oh so innocent "noh?". Then I asks, "You streaming any shytes?" also "noh?". This gets me wonderring, then WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING THAT'S SLOWING THIS SHYTE DOWN TO KL TRAFFIC PACE ! ?!? I didn't actually say that. I'm too nice. "Watching drama". From website? "download" WTF ! ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the very beggining of when that shyte started happening. I've gotten into the habit of just blocking the shyte out of his connection which instantly solves the problem . .Problem is I sometimes forget to unblock it which leads him to come asking me "Eh Tai,. .I cannot log in" to which I go "Oh . .ermm . .restart your com" innocently which buys me time to unblock that mofo's connection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I have come to ascertain that this lag comes just from his computer being logged onto the network. So you techies, WTF is up with that ? I can't go on living this lie of blocking his connection and unblocking its. .He's bound to find outs sooner or later. I feels like I'm banging his wife or something . .Which I wish was the case since at least I'd have a stable internet connection AND siehkkks on the side. .Good deal. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-8187576880122126210?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/8187576880122126210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn-youse-mang.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/8187576880122126210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/8187576880122126210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/damn-youse-mang.html' title='Damn youse Mang. .'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-5264397066103570846</id><published>2009-03-22T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:04:41.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Whoa. There's a whole bunch of things I can do here besides just writing. All these gadgets I could add on to the blog to make it more interesting or helpful or a quick diversion away from here if you're bored of this crap. So many to choose from not sure which one to pick. Got to go talk to some other blogging gurus to ask them how to spice things up around heyurrr. Seens I has no readers. SRSLY !? ! Noone cares abouts mes? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nerts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-5264397066103570846?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/5264397066103570846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogging.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5264397066103570846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5264397066103570846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-7446866555925126901</id><published>2009-03-21T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:54:14.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeyouuu</title><content type='html'>My fart smells like leftover fishballs and processed seafoods. I dread my next poop date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-7446866555925126901?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/7446866555925126901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/peeyouuu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/7446866555925126901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/7446866555925126901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/peeyouuu.html' title='Peeyouuu'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-7848746287846657208</id><published>2009-03-21T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:52:44.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Had Words. . .</title><content type='html'>To make a day for youuuuuuuuse. .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just spent the night . .Well, early assed morning actually watching "Babe". That shyte is the bacon mang. Pun intended. Definitely one of my all time favorites. Sheep dogs, talking chickens and sheeps. Classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that song. So simple. I'm a sucker for a good raggae beat. Couple that with sweet lovey words, I'm butter. The song was a major hit in New Zealand. The land of growing boobies as I have recently learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how to post up youtube videos up in heyurrrr. .So you're just gonna have to trust me. But here are the words to the song anyways. FYI, if it sounds familiar, those slut whores Westlife covered it a while back. Seriously, fuck Westlife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I Had Words by Scott Fitzgerald &amp;amp; Yvonne Keeley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had words to make a day for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll sing you a morning golden and new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would make this day last for all time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give you a night deep in moonshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Repeat until song is over HUAHAHAHAHAH ! ! !. .I told youse the song was simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-7848746287846657208?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/7848746287846657208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-had-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/7848746287846657208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/7848746287846657208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-had-words.html' title='If I Had Words. . .'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-6334851931183547067</id><published>2009-03-20T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:50:15.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fras Gilerrr ! !</title><content type='html'>Well as the title suggests, I'm frustrated now. For some unknown reason my finger became infected and any slight touch hurts. It's also the flipping finger which means I can't click the right button of my mouse without grimacing or going "sssssss. . ahhhh . . sssss". Which means I can't play DotA without going "sssss. . ahhh . .sssss" a whole lot. I think I'm going to have to pop the liquid that's building up in that nasty blister like thang . .That's going to be satisfying.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another reason I'm frustrated now is because I can't find a song. I hate it when I can't find a song that I heard. It's almost as frustrating when I know the name of the song but can't download it. That's not as bad. The worst one is when I don't even know the name of the song or who sang it. Alls I know from the song is a couple of words from it. And even that I'm not really clear what the fuck she's singing. I'm talking about the song which is Yu's alarm song from his phone. Alls I know from it is "right now . .right now . .I can lalalal" then "I'll be walking right back to you boy" something like that. "Do a Google search lar and find the partial lyrics" you say now. CHIBAI LAHBUDENGS . .You think I haven't tried? Wahlau. The search results that come back with that search is so frustrating. Some oldies. Dean Martin, Johnny Cash. . I'll be damned if they sound like a chic in their later dead years. What's worse now is that Yu told me the name of the song. Apparently it's "This time". But I still can't find its. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GUARHHHHHS&lt;/span&gt;ness ! !  ! ! ! ! So my pubics, if youse knows what's the song I'm talking abouts or EVEN HOKKIEN MEE GOODNESS better, has its. PLEASE GET BACK TO MEEEE ! ! ! PLEASE ! ! CH'MON MANGGG . . I CAN'T SLEEEP . .I CAN'T EAT . .&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wear diapers mang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at least some itsy bitsy good came out of this. I found out that Maria Mena had a new album with a new song "All this time" is the name of the Maria Mena song. That's pretty sweet. But not a good enough consolation. Damn its.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad this blog has helped someone at least find a song they're looking for. You lucky summmmbij.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-6334851931183547067?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/6334851931183547067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/fras-gilerrr.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/6334851931183547067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/6334851931183547067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/fras-gilerrr.html' title='Fras Gilerrr ! !'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-540742718103607299</id><published>2009-03-15T05:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T05:36:28.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Beechesss ! !</title><content type='html'>Right, so it's Spring Break +2 now. I've only slept 3 hours since my last nap Friday before the party. I always feel extremely guilty sleeping during holidays. Like I'm wasting these precious moments. My priorities are all messed up in that sense. The holidays are supposed to be the time for catching up with sleep, but NOOOooo. .It's all upside down up in heyurrr.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is supposed to be a really interesting day. Some hanging out, and the big thing being a barbecue. It's been so long since I've had a good barbee. I love barbecues. If I ever get married, the reception is just going to be a huge assed barbecue where everyone comes by casual like with a huge fire and grill and a whole animal being cooked up. Really excited about it and hope it works out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nerts. I'm so wide awake now but there's nothing to do. I don't want to go to sleep and waste this precious time. Funny how time for doing nothing is the most precious time for me. Screwed up priorities like I said. Gotta fix that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-540742718103607299?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/540742718103607299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-beechesss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/540742718103607299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/540742718103607299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break-beechesss.html' title='Spring Break Beechesss ! !'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-8309961848659696580</id><published>2009-03-13T00:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:42:48.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O-whaaa~~</title><content type='html'>Fleetwood Mac - Everywhere. I LOVE this song! And I just found out in my bumbling around playlist.com to get some entertaintment for youse people while reading my crap that Vampire Weekend, a band I also likes made a cover of the song! !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it when some bands make covers of songs and puts in a little something something of their own flavor into the song. This is a good example. Although the O-whaa~~~ part is a little off. Ain't nobody ripping that off Stevie Nicks mang. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt; &lt;object width="435" height="270"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Floadplaylist.php%3Fplaylist%3D60532336%26t%3D1236929935&amp;amp;wid=os"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf" flashvars="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black_noautostart.xml&amp;amp;mywidth=435&amp;amp;myheight=270&amp;amp;playlist_url=http://www.indimusic.us/loadplaylist.php?playlist=60532336&amp;amp;t=1236929935&amp;amp;wid=os" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.profileplaylist.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get a playlist!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/standalone/60532336" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Standalone player" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mysocialgroup.com/download/60532336"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.profileplaylist.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get Ringtones" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-8309961848659696580?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/8309961848659696580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-whaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/8309961848659696580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/8309961848659696580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-whaaa.html' title='O-whaaa~~'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-4670832652113783439</id><published>2009-03-12T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:58:39.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I iz screwedsssess</title><content type='html'>So it's T-plus two days that my assignment was due. I was finally getting momentum to get started because certain parties decided that they had more important things to do than to DotA with me first. Thanks a lot. But thank Kahuna I remembers this place and here I iz bringing my faithful pubics another worthless piece of insight to the neder world. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rights. I notices a trend with using percentages in describing the progress of assignments and studying in some of the other blogs I've been reading i.e. Alex Tew's. I have no idea how this is calculated, maybe there's somenifty study progress calculator on the interwebz that I'm not awares ofz. I won't be surprised though, I mean if they can calculate when you're going to die, or how gay youse are, I don't see why they can't come up with something to calculate the progress of your work. And if there isn't then someone should makes it. Please send me the link if you created one or know of one already existing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'm sure now one of you chibai smart Alex (diu) is going "mahai . .just use common sense lar diu to see how many percent" and to you I say "yar horrr. .")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the whole point being that for me right now it's terribly easy to calculate what's the progress of my work: jeelow%. I bet you saw that one coming from the beggining of the sentence. You're an asshole. HAH !! Bet you didn't see THAT one coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate Nicholas Cage. You may think that that was some random shyte. That was not random at all. Because we were talking about seeing things coming and that was the whole basis for the movie "Next" starring Nic Cage. That was a terrible movie and a waste of my time which could have been wasted doing more enjoyable useless things. Like not doing the dishes for 2 hours and seeing how many times I can poke Zi Ting in his ribs before he punches me in the fays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm losing track of what I was supposed to be talking about. This is some long assed shyte up in heyurrr. Please leave your comments if you do drop by and actually bother to read this crap. I want to see if people actually do read this crap. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I'm so lonely. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-4670832652113783439?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/4670832652113783439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-iz-screwedsssess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/4670832652113783439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/4670832652113783439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-iz-screwedsssess.html' title='I iz screwedsssess'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-1769269023213556839</id><published>2009-03-12T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:14:23.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eh?'/><title type='text'>The Big Plan</title><content type='html'>So, I had great plans for this blog. Big ideas and ambitions. I've been a big fan of thegutterpost lately. So much so that I was inspired to actually try to emulate that. To get the down low and dirty scandals and rumors going on about the ISU circuit and has the pubics read abouts it here. .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then who the hellz am I kidding ler. .I don't know HALF the shyte. .I'm being modest . .I don't know a TENTH of the shyte that goes on up in heyurrrr, srsly. And the ones that I DO know ofz, I'm the last to know or it has already happened and it's like, to quote Dave Grohl, "done, done on to the next one" kind of crap. So fuck that. On to the second objective of this blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog is the little dirty bastard of my afore mentioned obsession with a certain scandal blog and my procrastination. I has an English assignment that was due yesterday. I was looking for whatever excuse not to get started on its. "But neder" you might say, "with the effort and time you put here you could have just finished your assignment! ! !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I says to you you little turd, "miannanmamana." That's me mumbling. Probably some profanity. I'm taking this procrastination shyte to new heights baybehhhhhh 6sen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the more posts you see heres, it means I'm really busy, so please do invite me for whatever little insignificant reason you might possibly have that could serve as a distraction for me. Y'all know wut it iz. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-1769269023213556839?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/1769269023213556839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/1769269023213556839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/1769269023213556839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-plan.html' title='The Big Plan'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-973393260556907636.post-5238457167568669269</id><published>2009-03-11T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:30:38.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Postesessss</title><content type='html'>I pity the foo' that stubmled upon this delicious piece of time wastedness ! ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which would probably be partly my own fault since I would most likely have been the one who directed youse here in the first place. . "EI !! I ALSO GOT BLOG LIAO ! ! GO SEE LAR ! !" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I bid you welcome anyways ye wayward interweb traveller to this homage to procrastination. .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More on this tomorrow . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/973393260556907636-5238457167568669269?l=ngwuingwui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/feeds/5238457167568669269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-postesessss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5238457167568669269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/973393260556907636/posts/default/5238457167568669269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ngwuingwui.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-postesessss.html' title='First Postesessss'/><author><name>nederweit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08610725526807755205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
