<?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-5914336987988852601</id><updated>2011-08-11T00:27:31.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The search for Absolution.</title><subtitle type='html'>Why does everything I think I need, come with batteries?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>231</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3211040021341955122</id><published>2010-11-13T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T01:41:59.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving.</title><content type='html'>I've now moved on to greener pastures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.putyourfaithinalatenightshow.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye blogspot, you were always so good to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3211040021341955122?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3211040021341955122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3211040021341955122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3211040021341955122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3211040021341955122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/11/moving.html' title='Moving.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-6592894494274788019</id><published>2010-10-16T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:00:51.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets set this off right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://visitsteve.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/06/relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 286px;" src="http://visitsteve.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/06/relax.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think that I would've finished first semester so fast!&lt;br /&gt;At least I get to enjoy these two weeks of not worrying about assignments. Though, I do have to land a job pronto. I'll probably just end up walking around the city handing in my CV to as many shops as I can find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting a lot harder for me to blog. Maybe I need a change of scenery (tumblr?..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how everyone is doing across the world. I wish I could have a barbecue with everyone I've met over the years. Some food, beers and sweet tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-6592894494274788019?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/6592894494274788019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=6592894494274788019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6592894494274788019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6592894494274788019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/10/lets-set-this-off-right.html' title='Lets set this off right.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-6611256932325763825</id><published>2010-09-09T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T21:55:07.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rumours of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.</title><content type='html'>Holy shit! It has been AAAAGGGEESSSS since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't felt like I need to update because frankly, I can't be fucked. Tonight is the night that I dust the cobwebs that have accumulated in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jed Jones.&lt;/span&gt; My man, I know wherever you are, you're doing well. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for your funeral. Some of my greatest and fondest memories, have included you buddy. I've had many &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first experiences &lt;/span&gt;with you, we've hung out since kindergarten. Brunei won't be the same without you, I can guarantee you that. Whenever I'm back in Brunei, I will make sure to honor your memory in my own way. There will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; be an empty seat at my table outside of my house for you. We will all miss you, but never forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://benliles.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/to-heaven-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 350px;" src="http://benliles.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/to-heaven-web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.sodahead.com/polls/000600339/polls_StairwayToHeaven_D_4d_4456_575899_poll_xlarge.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We found a family spot to kick it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even though we G's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And in my mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause one day we'll all be together, sippin heavnly champagne&lt;br /&gt;What angels saw, with golden wings in thug's mansion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thugz Mansion, Tupac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun up there my man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-6611256932325763825?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/6611256932325763825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=6611256932325763825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6611256932325763825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6611256932325763825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/09/rumours-of-my-demise-have-been-greatly.html' title='The rumours of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3061697898890590229</id><published>2010-06-25T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T23:45:55.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is well out of town..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.vox.com/6a00ccff83efb6985d00e3989b751e0004-500pi"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 500px;" src="http://a6.vox.com/6a00ccff83efb6985d00e3989b751e0004-500pi" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3061697898890590229?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3061697898890590229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3061697898890590229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3061697898890590229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3061697898890590229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-well-out-of-town.html' title='This is well out of town..'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8159055090638871239</id><published>2010-06-25T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:57:21.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://420.thrashbarg.net/unbeknownst_to_most_the_world_is_completely_controlled_by_a_single_pipe_smoking_rabbit_marc_johns_original_drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://420.thrashbarg.net/unbeknownst_to_most_the_world_is_completely_controlled_by_a_single_pipe_smoking_rabbit_marc_johns_original_drawing.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8159055090638871239?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8159055090638871239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8159055090638871239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8159055090638871239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8159055090638871239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2508809145012536922</id><published>2010-06-23T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T18:56:44.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Risking their lives for the truth..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://alfatihoun.edaama.org/Al%20Fatihoun/Galleries%20Files/Brunei/Brunei%2001/images/Brunei%20Bandar%20Seri%20Begawan%20Jame%20Asr%20Hassanil%20Bolkiah%20Mosque%20view%20from%20minaret%20Brunei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 300px;" src="http://alfatihoun.edaama.org/Al%20Fatihoun/Galleries%20Files/Brunei/Brunei%2001/images/Brunei%20Bandar%20Seri%20Begawan%20Jame%20Asr%20Hassanil%20Bolkiah%20Mosque%20view%20from%20minaret%20Brunei.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brunei, I really do miss you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna and I have been down with a Virus for the last week, such a pain in the ass!&lt;div&gt;I've finally recovered with a runny nose, but Anna's now got the beginnings of what appears to be Bronchitis. She's up in the mountains with her family, so at least I know she's in good hands. Still, the bed is awfully cold without her. Even WITH the electric blanket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe Winter has finally arrived in Melbourne due to what i've seen from the weather forecasts. 14 degrees seems to be highest it's going to get... GREAT. The heater in the apartment might as well be broken, it doesn't warm up the room at all. Stupid, stupid heater. The best thing to do is to have a hot shower when you can't take it anymore. But the ventilation in the bathroom is so shit, you can hardly see anything for the condensation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah it's okay, it won't last forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went into my interview on last Thursday and it wasn't as bad I thought it was going to be. I had Anna with me the first time for the tour, which was really comforting. She was so encouraging and supportive, asking more questions than I was. I really adore this girl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't heard back yet, and the lady I had the interview with isn't in the office until tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fingers crossed, I'll be starting first semester soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I feel like something is going to go wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-2508809145012536922?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2508809145012536922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2508809145012536922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2508809145012536922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2508809145012536922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/06/risking-their-lives-for-truth.html' title='Risking their lives for the truth..'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-7746764590251809919</id><published>2010-05-19T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T16:32:20.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM SO IN LOVE.</title><content type='html'>This band is just incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO IN LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VixG3b-C7Fk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VixG3b-C7Fk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-7746764590251809919?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/7746764590251809919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=7746764590251809919' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7746764590251809919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7746764590251809919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-so-in-love.html' title='I AM SO IN LOVE.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3134092464760241744</id><published>2010-05-14T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:15:20.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's cut to the chase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sidewalklyrics.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/coffee_and_cigarettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 203px;" src="http://www.sidewalklyrics.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/coffee_and_cigarettes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, a lot of what's been troubling me have been my own silly insecurities. &lt;div&gt;I've come to realize that there are some things you can't talk to people about. I've learned to take a step back from my problems; evaluate and break them down into smaller, easier to digest pieces. &lt;i&gt;I've got to learn to stop worrying so much.  I tend to over think the smallest inadequacies in my life. When it comes down to it, I really don't have anything to complain about. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always thought of &lt;b&gt;myself as a free&lt;/b&gt; person. However, what is it that makes you free? &lt;i&gt;Is it financial? Is it mental? Or is it the ability to do whatever you want, when you want? More and more..&lt;/i&gt; I feel like life is more about following orders. People say money isn't happiness, but does it not make things easier? So many questions that I wish I knew the answers to. There are plenty of people that give great advice, but is any of it the &lt;b&gt;right&lt;/b&gt; advice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really nervous of what's to come. Actually, i'm fucking terrified.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my life i've been told there's been an equation, a plan if you will, for that perfect, "&lt;i&gt;house with a picket fence&lt;/i&gt;" ending. &lt;i&gt;Go to school, get high grades, go to college, get a degree, get a job, get a house, pay the mortgage, have kids etc...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all well and good for the people that decide to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do I do? What happens to my equation? Is my plan of action right? Am I doing the right thing? What the hell is the right thing to do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christ. I guess i'll never know. Well.. maybe not never, but not for a while anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good news though, I've finally got that job interview i've been wanting so long for!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's on Monday, 1pm at Melbourne Central. Wish me luck?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3134092464760241744?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3134092464760241744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3134092464760241744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3134092464760241744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3134092464760241744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-cut-to-chase.html' title='Let&apos;s cut to the chase.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-5300163020444654400</id><published>2010-05-12T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:17:27.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth lies in a Vacation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sleep on it tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a fantastic birthday. It was such a great experience being surrounded by your friends, new &amp;amp; old. It was great to see everyone. Good food, chilled music, decent grog and fucking awesome company. Anna baked me an awesome two fucking layer cake, which was chocolate to the max. I couldn't of asked for anything better than a night like that. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I had some pictures on my laptop, so I could post some up! Bah, as soon as I do, I promise I'll post them up. I'm sure some of you would be interested, right? Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so sick of not having a job. I just want to make some money damn it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon Hamish, soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, life here is pretty good. I could see myself settling down here, in fact, I just might &lt;b&gt;do that.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do it for the &lt;b&gt;Love of Music.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/29MgzHUhHws&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/29MgzHUhHws&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-5300163020444654400?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/5300163020444654400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=5300163020444654400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5300163020444654400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5300163020444654400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/05/truth-lies-in-vacation.html' title='Truth lies in a Vacation.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4492322726601302585</id><published>2010-04-10T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:15:46.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last dance with Mary Jane..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Now this guy plays guitar with his feet. Now that's fucking talent right there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;N&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSnUwA6c67k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hSnUwA6c67k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4492322726601302585?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4492322726601302585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4492322726601302585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4492322726601302585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4492322726601302585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-dance-with-mary-jane.html' title='Last dance with Mary Jane..'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-766553247703522417</id><published>2010-04-09T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T14:59:25.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When they got out to stretch their legs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://booksthatsavedmylife.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/salvador_dali_thetemptation_stanthony_mid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 403px;" src="http://booksthatsavedmylife.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/salvador_dali_thetemptation_stanthony_mid.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't written an entry consistently in ages.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Again, I apologise. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's getting cold here in Melbourne. I think Autumn's rolled around and it rarely gets higher than 21 degrees. I see people in the city wearing thicker clothes, longer pants and frilly scarfs. It's quite a nice feeling. I kind of like the idea of seasons. Something that i'm definitely not used to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've applied for a job at a music store in the city called Allen's Music. I've got Marcus to thank for that, he was kind enough to pass on my resume to the manager. I'm still awaiting a call back but hopefully things will work out for the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was also thinking about applying to this event company called "lock &amp;amp; load". I might not get any Audio tech work, but a roadie job would be just as awesome. I just want to start making money.. I've got to try harder though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melbourne, will you &lt;i&gt;have me?&lt;/i&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/5914336987988852601-766553247703522417?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/766553247703522417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=766553247703522417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/766553247703522417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/766553247703522417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-they-got-out-to-stretch-their-legs.html' title='When they got out to stretch their legs..'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-7530986987315525400</id><published>2010-03-29T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:37:04.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's hear it for fucking Melbourne!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my fucking god. I haven't been this blown away by someone's guitar skills in a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andy Mckee&lt;/b&gt;, you suck compared to &lt;b&gt;Justin King.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch literally at 1:16 how he slides on both necks. BEAUTIFUL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-pk4osQ5to&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-pk4osQ5to&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-7530986987315525400?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/7530986987315525400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=7530986987315525400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7530986987315525400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7530986987315525400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-hear-it-for-fucking-melbourne.html' title='Let&apos;s hear it for fucking Melbourne!'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8837595441430970275</id><published>2010-03-17T04:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T04:42:44.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strewn across a blue blanket.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.cshisc.com.au/images/stories/MAD09/melbourne-skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 456px;" src="https://www.cshisc.com.au/images/stories/MAD09/melbourne-skyline.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself thinking about a lot of things tonight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sitting on my porch, smoking a cigarette, pondering where it all goes from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday is getting closer and I haven't even packed yet. I should really start tomorrow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I am shit scared. This is it. This is point where I finally get my life in gear. The only thing is that i'm petrified of screwing up. Thinking negatively gets you no where, but I can't help but worry about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least i've got my Annie and the guys there. It'll be tough at first, but so fucking worth it in the end. I know on top of everything else, i'm going to have a lot of fun. I know for a fact that i'm going to be happier mentally in Melbourne than I was in Kuala Lumpur. I won't feel so constricted in my actions and direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;importantly,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get to see Annie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smile every time I look at the clock. Watching the seconds, the minutes and the hours slowly ticking away until my departure. I can't wait to see her. You have no idea how long these days have been for me. As corny as it sounds, days feel like months when i'm away from her. Hmm. I'm so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where I &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; to be going. This is where i'm &lt;b&gt;meant&lt;/b&gt; to be going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8837595441430970275?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8837595441430970275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8837595441430970275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8837595441430970275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8837595441430970275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/03/strewn-across-blue-blanket.html' title='Strewn across a blue blanket.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3295341018593547179</id><published>2010-03-13T13:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T13:59:11.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes my fair thee well.</title><content type='html'>It's all set.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My flight has been booked for the 19th of March. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only have a two hour stop over in singapore airport, which is such a relief. Then an eight hour flight to Melbourne Tullmarine airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gives me enough time to relax, but not too much time to get bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's until I get on the plane..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll say that my time in Kuala Lumpur wasn't wasted. Education wise, yeah it was, but when it comes to the friends I made there, definitely something really special. I miss you all so much already. I'm sorry things had to be abrupt. Everything just ended up being like that, it wasn't easy for me to say goodbye to all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had some fucking righteous memories. The times I've spent with all of you will never ever be forgotten. Thanks to all of you, i've done a lot of growing up. I hope I haven't been too much of a pain in the ass guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5soogqNaTI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kIbwqXIBqw4/s1600-h/15343_165062937292_724822292_2870459_276131_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5soogqNaTI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kIbwqXIBqw4/s320/15343_165062937292_724822292_2870459_276131_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447992850661599538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5sooD9ezlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/TWMJTcaVQU8/s1600-h/12441_179488914092_724094092_2912975_7427278_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5sooD9ezlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/TWMJTcaVQU8/s320/12441_179488914092_724094092_2912975_7427278_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447992842957803090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5son7YhWEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/YLEax_3uBBc/s1600-h/12441_179488899092_724094092_2912972_7435390_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5sonN0mmZI/AAAAAAAAAcs/RZmlmIZF4Yo/s320/3221_1086325570380_1593649893_30201734_673880_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447992828425050514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5sphnLPeKI/AAAAAAAAAds/RG0BI9X9jYs/s1600-h/12441_179488989092_724094092_2912987_3033753_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5sphnLPeKI/AAAAAAAAAds/RG0BI9X9jYs/s320/12441_179488989092_724094092_2912987_3033753_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447993831663302818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5sphAgKHHI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0BpbhRkVGAc/s1600-h/15152_169768644092_724094092_2829786_6724828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5sphAgKHHI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0BpbhRkVGAc/s320/15152_169768644092_724094092_2829786_6724828_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447993821282049138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5spg6Z18OI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6uQnypM2N5Y/s1600-h/9524_263849185013_545485013_8982542_119236_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5spg6Z18OI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6uQnypM2N5Y/s320/9524_263849185013_545485013_8982542_119236_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447993819644948706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5spgv2CGlI/AAAAAAAAAdU/doEjqYjdHUA/s1600-h/22574_1249670333897_1593649893_30617756_8028737_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5spgv2CGlI/AAAAAAAAAdU/doEjqYjdHUA/s320/22574_1249670333897_1593649893_30617756_8028737_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447993816810396242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This doesn't mean that we won't see each other again right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've all got facebook, mobiles, skype, msn. Haha the list goes on! Seems kinda' impossible to fall out of contact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you all so much. You guys have a special place in my heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3295341018593547179?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3295341018593547179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3295341018593547179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3295341018593547179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3295341018593547179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-goes-my-fair-thee-well.html' title='Here goes my fair thee well.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5soogqNaTI/AAAAAAAAAdM/kIbwqXIBqw4/s72-c/15343_165062937292_724822292_2870459_276131_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-6486582970131272622</id><published>2010-03-10T02:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T03:12:49.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the Civil Twilight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.impawards.com/1984/posters/missing_in_action.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.impawards.com/1984/posters/missing_in_action.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I apologise for being M.I.A for ages.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I haven't been able to think of anything worth writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back in Brunei now, yes, and I have just completed and sent my application for a Australian Working Holiday visa. I've decided to move the direction of my future towards Melbourne. To be honest, KL, education-wise, was a fucking waste of time. Useless bureaucratic university. Well I don't mind bureaucracy that much if it's done efficiently. My encounters to do with it in KL were far from efficient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My plan&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;To work for a while, make some money, then start a TAFE course. From there, enter into JMC Academy, and enter into their Audio Engineering and Production course.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just hope it all works out, huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A toast: &lt;i&gt;to the next step?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5adRHg4HOI/AAAAAAAAAck/Tm6QQDoUg20/s1600-h/Photo+on+2009-12-25+at+21.36+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5adRHg4HOI/AAAAAAAAAck/Tm6QQDoUg20/s320/Photo+on+2009-12-25+at+21.36+%235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446713716751473890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of yesterday, the 9th of March, I have been with my beautiful girlfriend Anna for nine months. I can't believe how long it's been already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never felt this way about a girl before. I've never ever felt so sure, so.. certain about someone. You understand me baby, you know what makes me tick. I can't believe you put up with me for this long, I wouldn't even put up with me for that long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to say, I owe you a lot sweetheart. I've told you things that only you know about me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how first met and how we got along so well, so quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah. I'm so in love with you bubba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dream girl, I've always seen you around, haven't I?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-6486582970131272622?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/6486582970131272622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=6486582970131272622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6486582970131272622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6486582970131272622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/03/against-civil-twilight.html' title='Against the Civil Twilight.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S5adRHg4HOI/AAAAAAAAAck/Tm6QQDoUg20/s72-c/Photo+on+2009-12-25+at+21.36+%235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8530140922251515501</id><published>2010-03-01T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:09:39.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S4tL_VWA03I/AAAAAAAAAcU/sn8tfNoyHdE/s1600-h/129057085630709821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S4tL_VWA03I/AAAAAAAAAcU/sn8tfNoyHdE/s320/129057085630709821.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443528126040691570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting back into the routine of blogging..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8530140922251515501?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8530140922251515501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8530140922251515501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8530140922251515501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8530140922251515501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/03/getting-back-into-routine-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S4tL_VWA03I/AAAAAAAAAcU/sn8tfNoyHdE/s72-c/129057085630709821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2876302962966121568</id><published>2010-02-12T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:41:10.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do the old people teach us but how to die?</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving so soon man. &lt;div&gt;This seriously blows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry my blogs have been pretty weak recently. I've just been finding it hard to collect my thoughts recently. I think my mind is full of other stuff I need to think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the train today and I noticed that there were tons of university students. All going back to continue their courses and I found myself thinking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "I wanna' be them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon Hamish, soon. All will be settled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You take such good care of me Annie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You take my breath away, pretty cliche' right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't want to leave you baby.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;How can I go back to sleeping alone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't need that much space in my bed...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S3SxkMBSJkI/AAAAAAAAAcM/D9rB_o8kFbQ/s1600-h/17541_100568029977381_100000725532060_15165_1845274_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1378049020157803287</id><published>2010-02-04T08:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T08:49:50.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EUREKA!</title><content type='html'>I'VE DONE IT!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've successfully found, Camel Metal or in other words: Camelcore AND Rooster Metal or in other words: "Roostercore".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought these videos were absolutely brilliant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They aren't long videos, give them a watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5eco2vo78dc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-493545297362977947</id><published>2010-02-02T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:29:02.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Participants all in Black &amp; White. You enter in full blown Technicolor.</title><content type='html'>Anna and I watched, "Law Abiding Citizen" on Saturday.&lt;div&gt;I gotta' say, it really was a good movie all the way up until the ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would recommend you all to go and watch it, but gouge out your eyes around the last fifteen minutes of the film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been really fucking hot here recently. The weather is strange, it'll be sweltering in the morning and afternoon like 28 - 29 degrees, but then around 9PM the temperature will drop dramatically to about 14 - 18 degrees. Crazy melbourne weather! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since Anna and David start work in the mornings, I'm all alone in the house to tidy up etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I get hungry, I just usually pull something out of the freezer and eat that. However, yesterday was unusual. I bought these chilli chicken tenders that you just defrost and fry. So I cooked them, put them on a plate and settled into the couch and put some Star Trek on. As I was about to sink my teeth into one, I saw hair. Now, not just one little strand of hair, I saw MANY strands of hair stuck to the batter of my chicken bits. How fucking gross, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came to the conclusion that they must've been packaged like that. Reason being, my hair isn't that long due to my recent shaved head. Anna's is no where near that long and David, well he wasn't in the house or had any contact with my Chicken. Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go. Please, I don't wanna go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I going to do without &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S2d95afJl7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/JFRJQYK7M1c/s1600-h/17541_100760899958094_100000725532060_20678_2549085_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S2d95afJl7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/JFRJQYK7M1c/s320/17541_100760899958094_100000725532060_20678_2549085_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433449900761782194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-493545297362977947?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/493545297362977947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=493545297362977947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/493545297362977947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/493545297362977947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/02/participants-all-in-black-white-you.html' title='Participants all in Black &amp; White. You enter in full blown Technicolor.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S2d95afJl7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/JFRJQYK7M1c/s72-c/17541_100760899958094_100000725532060_20678_2549085_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1664942345991973619</id><published>2010-01-27T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T11:32:02.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blades keep spinning.</title><content type='html'>My time in Australia is running out. &lt;div&gt;I've got just less than a month left in this amazing city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really, REALLY don't want to go. I've said this again and again, but it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I know i'll be back and hopefully sooner than expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend should be good. We're hoping to go out and see some live bands in the city, from what i've seen so far, the music scene seems to be thriving here. We haven't had time because David and Annie have work on the weekdays and obviously they've been way too tired to go out. Which is absolutely fine with me, i've just been catching up on my new book that David got me for Christmas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.annarbor.com/Maddox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 756px;" src="http://www.annarbor.com/Maddox.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is awesome. I recommend you all get yourself a copy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-1664942345991973619?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1664942345991973619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=1664942345991973619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1664942345991973619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1664942345991973619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/01/blades-keep-spinning.html' title='The blades keep spinning.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-5293122725609162717</id><published>2010-01-19T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:22:49.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And she moves so slowly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S1WV-Df0UgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/XswYeCe2ZRA/s1600-h/Photo+on+2009-12-25+at+21.36+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S1WV-Df0UgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/XswYeCe2ZRA/s320/Photo+on+2009-12-25+at+21.36+%235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428409819188187650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm back in Melbourne once again.&lt;div&gt;I haven't blogged in a while because I haven't felt the need to update anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason being is that i've bought myself an antique hand made journal, even down to the pages!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's nice being back in Melbourne, but I do miss the Blue Mountains. I want to go back soon, I hope Annie takes me back sometime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;David's got back from Brunei and has started work again. Annie's started her job at the bank, i'm happy that she's doing just fine. Even though she's got shitty hours so far, from 8:00AM to 5:00PM, however they're not permanent, they're only this crazy because she's in training at the moment. I hope things get easier for her, my poor thing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's asleep now in the bedroom, I know she's exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's so beautiful when she's asleep:&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; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And if tonight my soul may find her peace&lt;br /&gt;in sleep, and sink in good oblivion,&lt;br /&gt;and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower&lt;br /&gt;then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:medium;"&gt;Sleep well &lt;b&gt;my Angel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:medium;"&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/5914336987988852601-5293122725609162717?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/5293122725609162717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=5293122725609162717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5293122725609162717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5293122725609162717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-she-moves-so-slowly.html' title='And she moves so slowly.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S1WV-Df0UgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/XswYeCe2ZRA/s72-c/Photo+on+2009-12-25+at+21.36+%235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4057043824319778439</id><published>2010-01-07T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T15:25:05.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mountain maaaan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S0WMQIpi1zI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Xvvt2Qe4v94/s1600-h/Photo+on+2010-01-07+at+18.24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S0WMQIpi1zI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Xvvt2Qe4v94/s320/Photo+on+2010-01-07+at+18.24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423895535065159474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S0WMBX2mMiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rorHXnHMUjo/s1600-h/Photo+on+2010-01-07+at+18.22+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S0WMBX2mMiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rorHXnHMUjo/s320/Photo+on+2010-01-07+at+18.22+%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423895281448399394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And it's so beautiful up here man. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4057043824319778439?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4057043824319778439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4057043824319778439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4057043824319778439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4057043824319778439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2010/01/mountain-maaaan.html' title='The Mountain maaaan.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/S0WMQIpi1zI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Xvvt2Qe4v94/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-01-07+at+18.24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4427328136460063862</id><published>2010-01-06T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:18:55.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will show you what you're missing..</title><content type='html'>I'd get a pair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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in?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The long awaited sequel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZpjyH-LkEAg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZpjyH-LkEAg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-1488042575603503894?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1488042575603503894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-806386362644355305</id><published>2009-12-29T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:05:33.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of another year..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas was awesome. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good food and good company. What more could you want out of life, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Christmas spirit was definitely there, but it was all of our first time being away from our family on Christmas Day. It had to happen someday, at least we did it all together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really do not want to go back to KL. I just want to transfer here immediately, instead of going through another year of bullshit. It's not that my friends there aren't awesome, they are, it's just the whole environment. I won't go into my reasons for why I have a passionate hate for that place, all I know is I need to get out. I'm so happy that a lot of my friends are coming to Australia, it's great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melbourne's the perfect place for a young university student. Yet, i'm some what jealous that everyone will be together. It's not fair, then again, how many times have I said that throughout my entire life? I've been trying to look on the positive side of going back to KL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. There isn't a positive side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in this fairytale world, I keep forgetting that I have to leave Australia eventually. I have to say goodbye to &lt;i&gt;her &lt;b&gt;again. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brillant. Except for T-Pain, I wish death upon him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7yfISlGLNU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7yfISlGLNU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spoof of the video before this, awweeesome.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8FnACj25xM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T8FnACj25xM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-806386362644355305?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/806386362644355305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=806386362644355305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/806386362644355305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/806386362644355305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/12/weeeelcome.html' title='End of another year..'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3298253142450576214</id><published>2009-12-25T08:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T08:23:45.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the most wonderful time, of the year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gozsgrumpyworld.podbean.com/wp-content/blogs5/78602/uploads/evil-santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 363px;" src="http://gozsgrumpyworld.podbean.com/wp-content/blogs5/78602/uploads/evil-santa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And like Annie, I refuse to say "happy holidays". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope Santa brought you awesome presents and didn't shit underneath your tree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3298253142450576214?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3298253142450576214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3298253142450576214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3298253142450576214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3298253142450576214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the most wonderful time, of the year.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4953445802426569372</id><published>2009-12-23T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:09:31.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want the world to see me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SzGWFvp2M4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/JcqX6O4V8ZY/s1600-h/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SzGWFvp2M4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/JcqX6O4V8ZY/s320/IMG_1050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418276852138914690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got to say, being with you can't get any better.&lt;div&gt;I love being able to wake up in the middle of the night and see you sleeping soundly, by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know we've had our ups and definitely our downs, but what we have is something strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can do anything, just as long as you're next to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're everything that I want to be. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In your arms, the world shuts down. Just for a while..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4953445802426569372?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4953445802426569372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4953445802426569372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4953445802426569372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4953445802426569372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-want-world-to-see-me.html' title='I don&apos;t want the world to see me.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SzGWFvp2M4I/AAAAAAAAAbY/JcqX6O4V8ZY/s72-c/IMG_1050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4044778825640623554</id><published>2009-12-21T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:14:34.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/phantomjester/Posers-24.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 520px; height: 650px;" src="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/phantomjester/Posers-24.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the thing about music.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to the internet, everyone has a fucking opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, i'm fucking sick of hearing opinions from people who have no actual knowledge on the subject. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember one time in college there was a band sound checking. Their drummer was fucking fantastic, but some ignorant fucker decided to say, "man, that drummer sucks". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;First of all,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't play any instrument, let alone play the drums. So does your opinion matter? No. So &lt;b&gt;shut the fuck up. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Secondly,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why would you say something like that? Are you trying to impress people? Well. By that statement, you've made yourself look more of a douche bag. &lt;b&gt;Shut the fuck up&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thirdly,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you do any fucking better? Do you know how much fucking balls it takes to get up on stage and perform in front of random people? Yeah. Thought so. &lt;b&gt;Shut the fuck up&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I don't mean to offend anyone by what i'm about to say next, but this is honestly how I feel. I hate you indie kids. I hate you so fucking much. Please, go "choke on your irony" and die. I could really do without your stupid metaphors. I'm sick of these middle class suburban kids trying to be poetic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUCK YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have to hear another "witty" synth in some electro/indie/punk song I'll fucking shoot myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5914336987988852601-4044778825640623554?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4044778825640623554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4044778825640623554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4044778825640623554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4044778825640623554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/12/gah.html' title='GAH'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2486379598908804157</id><published>2009-12-18T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:14:38.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of the way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SytyIo3oJdI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wxmMOl9IGkQ/s1600-h/IMG_1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SytyIo3oJdI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wxmMOl9IGkQ/s320/IMG_1035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416548469578409426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is just around the corner!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while since i've celebrated Christmas outside of Brunei. Let alone spending it away from my family. This is the first Christmas i'm going to have away from Ma &amp;amp; Pa. I'm going to miss seeing them on Christmas morning however, i've got great company here to compensate for their absence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; It's going to be Annie, myself, David and Jade. We're planning on having a Christmas BBQ, which I've never had before. Should be fucking good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of people I miss at the moment, but I'm really fucking happy and content on where I am. Being able to be with my girl has been better than I could've ever imagined. Wandering around, experiencing new and intriguing things together. Even when we're just at home together is fantastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm scared i'm getting too attached to this place, knowing I have to leave eventually. The thing is, I REALLY DON'T WANT TO. I've told myself that it's a good thing, being here for the time I've been given. It gives me something to work towards. It doesn't make it suck any less though..&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/5914336987988852601-2486379598908804157?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2486379598908804157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2486379598908804157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2486379598908804157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2486379598908804157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/12/get-out-of-way.html' title='Get out of the way.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SytyIo3oJdI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wxmMOl9IGkQ/s72-c/IMG_1035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-9124023391612994076</id><published>2009-12-11T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:41:45.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selene</title><content type='html'>Who says bass guitar isn't beautiful?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eTBc7aWBGw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6eTBc7aWBGw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-9124023391612994076?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/9124023391612994076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=9124023391612994076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/9124023391612994076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/9124023391612994076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/12/selene.html' title='Selene'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3838846915984854189</id><published>2009-12-09T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:00:38.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's starting to feel like home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jaysolomon.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/australia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://jaysolomon.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/australia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Australia kicks fucking ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm enjoying every single day. I love the fact that we don't need air-conditioning here and you're completely comfortable. Well, so far anyway! We're supposed to be expecting 35 degrees and above. I just wish that it would slowly ease into the temperature rather than just you know, change unexpectedly. Meh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who's going to go watch Biffy Clyro and Rise Against? Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3838846915984854189?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3838846915984854189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3838846915984854189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3838846915984854189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3838846915984854189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-its-starting-to-feel-like-home.html' title='And it&apos;s starting to feel like home.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4004489233875777917</id><published>2009-12-01T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:16:50.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will someone shoot that fucking snake?</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the fucking late post guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to do a video blog just yet, i'm just settling in so i'll get one posted real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Australia is FUCKING awesome man. I can't believe how amazing Melbourne City is. I've wandered the streets with Annie and David quite a few times now and the atmosphere is like nothing I have ever experienced in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Arts are supported here and everything is so laid back and accepted. People so far here have been far from judgmental and seem like they all mind their own business. I've been to a couple of pubs and I saw a fucking tight jazz/funk fusion band at this club. The food here is also fucking incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely where I plan to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4004489233875777917?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4004489233875777917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4004489233875777917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4004489233875777917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4004489233875777917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/12/will-someone-shoot-that-fucking-snake.html' title='Will someone shoot that fucking snake?'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-6849437391623153312</id><published>2009-11-21T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:26:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Third Age.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9157a0ae6adf7457" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9157a0ae6adf7457%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330286397%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B779B25DE913D14EC284EEE6AFD81E43DB2287C.4DE14AAE5B4222CB7FBD0528760C09D94DDD0C92%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9157a0ae6adf7457%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAZtrV-bC8S9uVmDM2YHx0JJyj5c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9157a0ae6adf7457%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330286397%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B779B25DE913D14EC284EEE6AFD81E43DB2287C.4DE14AAE5B4222CB7FBD0528760C09D94DDD0C92%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9157a0ae6adf7457%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAZtrV-bC8S9uVmDM2YHx0JJyj5c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-6849437391623153312?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/6849437391623153312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=6849437391623153312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6849437391623153312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6849437391623153312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/third-age.html' title='The Third Age.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-468449149767631462</id><published>2009-11-20T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T01:58:46.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first video blog guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ba601a8690c818a8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba601a8690c818a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330286397%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6525F815F0EAAE8657B7BC5F15B3E4D16C846362.280F55FBEA06BEA89819365270719BB78A1FAFB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba601a8690c818a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj9fbLsKyPkR74KBHgoMY6p6hmAw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dba601a8690c818a8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330286397%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6525F815F0EAAE8657B7BC5F15B3E4D16C846362.280F55FBEA06BEA89819365270719BB78A1FAFB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dba601a8690c818a8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj9fbLsKyPkR74KBHgoMY6p6hmAw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decided to do things &lt;b&gt;differently now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to do videos from now on, instead of writing long posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know, I am not completely sure on the idea but let's just see how it goes?      `&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-468449149767631462?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/468449149767631462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=468449149767631462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/468449149767631462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/468449149767631462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-video-blog-guys.html' title='My first video blog guys!'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1573629305087624045</id><published>2009-11-19T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T12:02:05.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SwTDLWmeYvI/AAAAAAAAAao/Ibh2qk6iasQ/s1600/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SwTDLWmeYvI/AAAAAAAAAao/Ibh2qk6iasQ/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405660052564370162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby. &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-1573629305087624045?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1573629305087624045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=1573629305087624045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1573629305087624045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1573629305087624045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-you.html' title='I love you.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SwTDLWmeYvI/AAAAAAAAAao/Ibh2qk6iasQ/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8845608455392733155</id><published>2009-11-17T13:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:04:53.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right now, the world just seems too big.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thxforthe.info/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/fuck-yeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 750px;" src="http://thxforthe.info/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/fuck-yeah.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I only have to wait 3 more days, then i'll be home.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait. I'm so restless with excitement. I was talking to some of my friends and they're just as anxious to get home as I am. I guess it's different for other people, because their country could be eight hours away or something. Mine's only about two and a half, so there's no problem there for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Australia keeps getting closer and closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait you know, it's been about nine years since i've been to Australia. I think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmm. That much closer to seeing little wing... &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; another&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUCK YEAH&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8845608455392733155?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8845608455392733155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8845608455392733155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8845608455392733155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8845608455392733155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/right-now-world-just-seems-too-big.html' title='Right now, the world just seems too big.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3633378335020588592</id><published>2009-11-15T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:57:16.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, the great indoors.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YaOzR_kkat0/SOkldhr2yYI/AAAAAAAAACo/qo2E9nkt7vQ/s200/Taurus.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YaOzR_kkat0/SOkldhr2yYI/AAAAAAAAACo/qo2E9nkt7vQ/s200/Taurus.GIF" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I have been doing a lot of thinking lately.&lt;div&gt;It's been a long time since i've done a post, so i'll do one now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really funny, I actually prefer being alone a lot now. Not that I don't love my friends and them being around, but I really enjoy alone time too. I think everyone should have a little alone time now and then, it's healthy. I can't believe it's this close to the end of semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five days, and I will be on a flight back to Brunei. I won't have to see this god forsaken place for at least three months. Plenty of time to recharge the batteries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot of people that care about me. &lt;b&gt;My family, my fucking amazing friends&lt;/b&gt; and my &lt;b&gt;incredible girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;. I owe a lot to each and everyone of you. If I don't show it, I am complete douche bag. I've had great, fantastic times with each and every one of you. I wouldn't be who I am today without you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read something in my from Star sign (Taurus: The Bull). I &lt;i&gt;think &lt;/i&gt;it's pretty accurate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The few people they hold dear to them are guarded and protected. Their friends are treated like family and are fiercely loyal&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of you guys, I will try my best to live up to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3633378335020588592?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3633378335020588592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3633378335020588592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3633378335020588592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3633378335020588592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/ah-great-indoors.html' title='Ah, the great indoors.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YaOzR_kkat0/SOkldhr2yYI/AAAAAAAAACo/qo2E9nkt7vQ/s72-c/Taurus.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4402236930969171285</id><published>2009-11-07T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:39:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hexagram.</title><content type='html'>I woke up today feeling so shitty.&lt;div&gt;I feel asleep pretty late, around 3AM if i'm not mistaken and I got up at around 9AM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I talked to Annie for a while on Skype and then decided i'd fall back asleep for about an hour around 10:30AM. I intending to only sleep a couple of hours, I woke up at 2PM. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAIL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My plans to go to Sungai Wang failed, so it's another night in as usual. I think we'll be going into Kuala Lumpur city tomorrow to pick up some stuff. Hopefully look for some books on Audio Engineering, specifically Studio Acoustics and Signal Flow. We visited the Philharmonic Hall on Thursday, where we were enlightened with the knowledge of being told that Signal Flow and Acoustics, are one of the greatest weapons in a Sound man's arsenal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TO GO BACK!&lt;/b&gt;&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/5914336987988852601-4402236930969171285?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4402236930969171285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4402236930969171285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4402236930969171285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4402236930969171285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/hexagram.html' title='Hexagram.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3107681837558115686</id><published>2009-11-06T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:59:20.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I rock, you roll.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.businesspundit.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/zzspanking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.businesspundit.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/zzspanking.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5914336987988852601-3107681837558115686?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3107681837558115686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3107681837558115686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3107681837558115686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3107681837558115686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-rock-you-roll.html' title='I rock, you roll.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-5743413929208322596</id><published>2009-11-05T00:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:34:55.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncertainty, steering clear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvGsVBvenWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Y5gKQFWzVtY/s1600-h/Photo+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvGsVBvenWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Y5gKQFWzVtY/s320/Photo+323.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400286905438739810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;She has waaaaaay too much time on her hands. &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have you ever wondered why people can be so shitty?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean seriously, sometimes there's no fucking need to be rude. I mean sure, you don't have to like that person, but at least be civil. &lt;b&gt;Right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called a Taxi a few days ago to get to college. Now the way it works in KL, is that you call this service called "Sunlight". You give them your number, your present location and your destination. They are then supposed to call you back with the license plate number of your taxi and how long it will be before it will arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, this doesn't always happen. They sometimes forget to call you back and tell you where your taxi is or if it has arrived yet. This, &lt;i&gt;not surprisingly&lt;/i&gt;, happened to me. I &lt;b&gt;called back&lt;/b&gt; after&lt;i&gt; forty-five minutes&lt;/i&gt; and they put me on hold. After about five minutes of being on hold and having to put up with an annoying song, they told me the taxi was downstairs &lt;b&gt;already.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I proceeded to go down to lower ground, where I saw the Taxi. I waved and got in where I received a very &lt;b&gt;angry and condescending&lt;/b&gt; lecture from the driver. He started to tell me how I should hurry up, not keep him waiting, saying that I should've come down earlier etc. What a complete asshole. It wasn't &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; fucking fault. Me, being me, didn't bother to argue back. I just wanted to get class.&lt;b&gt; Assholes!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got interviewed today about &lt;i&gt;my opinion&lt;/i&gt; on the &lt;b&gt;entertainment facilities&lt;/b&gt; in &lt;b&gt;Cyberjaya&lt;/b&gt;. I replied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What entertainment facilities?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh man. Not too long now kids.&lt;/b&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/5914336987988852601-5743413929208322596?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/5743413929208322596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=5743413929208322596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5743413929208322596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5743413929208322596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/uncertainty-steering-clear.html' title='Uncertainty, steering clear.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvGsVBvenWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Y5gKQFWzVtY/s72-c/Photo+323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4459090336577670769</id><published>2009-11-03T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:01:18.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can do shameless too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tropicalisland.de/BWN%20Brunei%20Bandar%20Seri%20Begawan%20from%20aircraft%202%20b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 257px;" src="http://www.tropicalisland.de/BWN%20Brunei%20Bandar%20Seri%20Begawan%20from%20aircraft%202%20b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss home, can you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; blame&lt;/span&gt; me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really haven't got much to blog about at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so I'm writing about the fact I can't think of anything to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss Home. I miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;family, friends and my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;As usual!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long now, seriously. It's the 3rd today, the 20th isn't that far away.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually come faster than I anticipated. Which is a FUCKING good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23 days baby. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My town, my streets. It gives me peace of mind that can't be beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4459090336577670769?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4459090336577670769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4459090336577670769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4459090336577670769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4459090336577670769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-can-do-shameless-too.html' title='I can do shameless too.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3624953950219999643</id><published>2009-11-01T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:49:08.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's left of our flag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a1vjdEfxjX8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a1vjdEfxjX8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most FUCKED up version of Bambi. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, fucking funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3624953950219999643?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3624953950219999643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3624953950219999643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3624953950219999643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3624953950219999643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-left-of-our-flag.html' title='What&apos;s left of our flag.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-7812285164148772652</id><published>2009-11-01T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T11:29:46.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulpatation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geniusdv.com/news_and_tutorials/2008/09/22/After%20Effects%20Heart%20beat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 238px;" src="http://www.geniusdv.com/news_and_tutorials/2008/09/22/After%20Effects%20Heart%20beat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I think about her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heart &lt;/span&gt;beats &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-7812285164148772652?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/7812285164148772652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=7812285164148772652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7812285164148772652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7812285164148772652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/11/pulpatation.html' title='Pulpatation.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-57344383340122075</id><published>2009-10-31T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T19:33:53.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tomdavis.typepad.com/tom_daviss_blog/images/starving_children_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 152px;" src="http://tomdavis.typepad.com/tom_daviss_blog/images/starving_children_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I had it bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching National Geographic can be the BIGGEST guilt trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-57344383340122075?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/57344383340122075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=57344383340122075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/57344383340122075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/57344383340122075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-i-thought-i-had-it-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4093445147312282231</id><published>2009-10-29T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:40:14.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.imgur.com/7QjPm.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 1535px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/7QjPm.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4093445147312282231?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4093445147312282231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4093445147312282231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4093445147312282231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4093445147312282231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome.html' title='AWESOME'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8183681110737471531</id><published>2009-10-29T13:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:49:42.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SuksSIkkqtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/7z458K8VNGo/s1600-h/Photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SuksSIkkqtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/7z458K8VNGo/s320/Photo+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397894318430399186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forgot to tell you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin got me this ashtray when he got back from his Course Trip to Bali.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, the most awkward thing to have when I have people over at the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hey dude, can you pass me.. the uh.. Penis?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dude, pass me my penis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Hey man, dude, where did you get your penis from?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Don't drop my penis!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the list goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8183681110737471531?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8183681110737471531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8183681110737471531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8183681110737471531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8183681110737471531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/hmm.html' title='Hmm.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SuksSIkkqtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/7z458K8VNGo/s72-c/Photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3475200837355991723</id><published>2009-10-29T13:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:53:19.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's got their claws in you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SukrI6trmUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JvbaxqWcsGU/s1600-h/8517_165865683644_696823644_2981094_4594538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SukrI6trmUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JvbaxqWcsGU/s320/8517_165865683644_696823644_2981094_4594538_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397893060580055362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And she takes my breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, this week has been pretty much uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything until last night, where Robin came over and we went for a jam session down in Seri Kembangan. It was pretty good, it had been a while since I had played in a studio. It was good to get some tension released in a positive and constructive way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Friday, it's Halloween. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, i've always been told that Halloween is an American thing. Where you go around and trick or treat or whatever, isn't it the Harvest celebration according to Pagan culture? Meh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna' go, haha. I don't want to be stuck at home when everyone goes, it's going to be pretty straight so no booze or anything along those lines. I need to figure something out for a costume, I just don't know what. Something cheap and easy to get... HELP!&lt;br /&gt;If I don't figure it out by tomorrow, I won't bother going.&lt;br /&gt;I'll look like a freak. Oh. The Irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait, it's not long now. Less than a fucking month!&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you know baby, that i'm always thinking about you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You never leave my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt; So &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3475200837355991723?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3475200837355991723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3475200837355991723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3475200837355991723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3475200837355991723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/whos-got-their-claws-in-you.html' title='Who&apos;s got their claws in you?'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SukrI6trmUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/JvbaxqWcsGU/s72-c/8517_165865683644_696823644_2981094_4594538_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1051112387847501835</id><published>2009-10-28T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:08:33.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PHxppeU0v2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/PHxppeU0v2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;MY ALL TIME FUCKING SONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYgFnLfDJMI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYgFnLfDJMI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how fucking bad-ass this song is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one hears what – what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one is there – there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I’ve got music and I’ve got friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both always on my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conviction instilled in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is what keeps me alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don’t know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don’t know any of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don’t know what this means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep your mouth shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Try and try – to tear me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Run and run – run your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it’s you who’s lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In social ills, lusts and greeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is for the outcasts that never fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is all that we need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t care what you think of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t hear what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You never had it, you never will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep your mouth shut and worry about yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep your mouth shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-1051112387847501835?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1051112387847501835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=1051112387847501835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1051112387847501835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1051112387847501835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-dont-know-me.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-130676394414819180</id><published>2009-10-26T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:44:44.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't spell slaughter without laughter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now what has been happening in the life of Hamish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You guessed it: Zilch. Nothing at-fucking-all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just been bogged down with Assignments and I've been budgeting to the max. I can't afford to go out to even watch a movie because of how much it costs to get to a Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taxi fares in KL are fucking ridiculous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you might have been told, I have switched from factory made cigarettes to rolling my own. I've had many wise-ass comments made at me when I pull out my tobacco, rolling papers and filters. Such comments like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rolling now kah? Broke bro? Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rolling tobacco. Gay issit? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funny assholes&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well it doesn't matter, i'm saving money and apparently it's better for me. Not saying that it's an excuse to keep smoking, but it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one step&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;closer to quitting&lt;/span&gt; these &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;limp-dick Cancer sticks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought of a song for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Your Man"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know why I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The only right thing I do is get along with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And days go bye-bye for you but they fly by for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I talked to you late last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You said it wasn't all right but it would be all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you sleep by yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're not alone I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oohweooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you weren't listening when I told you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you need I ain't got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You should be gone by now but you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I play guitar all night long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know hundreds of songs and I'll just play them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And even when I get home somehow you're still alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know why you're with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The only reason I see some sort of fetish thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some people like to be pleased and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some like to be teased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which are you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried to warn you but you said just play dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As long as we stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you weren't listening when I told you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you need I ain't got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You should be gone by now but you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[INSTRUMENTAL (BELLS)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[BRIDGE]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did your head not receive the shape of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you are and I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shouldn't be happy as your man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know that I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I play guitar all night long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I know hundreds of songs and I'll just play them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And when you sleep by yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're not alone I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As long as we stay true--whoowoowhoowoo whoowhoowhoo--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--You weren't listening when I told you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you need I ain't got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You should be gone by now but you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you're not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's true. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4CbV-1bFk2U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/4CbV-1bFk2U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-130676394414819180?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/130676394414819180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=130676394414819180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/130676394414819180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/130676394414819180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-cant-spell-slaughter-without.html' title='You can&apos;t spell slaughter without laughter.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-6625790453321614058</id><published>2009-10-24T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:25:18.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The crime solving Cat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kZUPCB9533Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/kZUPCB9533Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things, just leave you so confused and a little creeped out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-6625790453321614058?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/6625790453321614058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=6625790453321614058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6625790453321614058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6625790453321614058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/crime-solving-cat.html' title='The crime solving Cat.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-7346110458583428163</id><published>2009-10-22T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T17:32:32.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You wouldn't believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejEVczA8PLU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ejEVczA8PLU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Oh man. Memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/plLDFvp9AS4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/plLDFvp9AS4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and how I love it when people harass gamers online. These two harassing internet nerds, check it ouuuuttttttttttttttttt. Thanks Richie! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-7346110458583428163?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/7346110458583428163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=7346110458583428163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7346110458583428163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7346110458583428163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha_22.html' title='You wouldn&apos;t believe.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-5320425576545401626</id><published>2009-10-22T11:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:30:52.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These are snakes in paradise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ucsbalum.com/Coastlines/2008/Spring/images/love_brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 303px;" src="http://www.ucsbalum.com/Coastlines/2008/Spring/images/love_brain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class got canceled today. It isn't so bad, it's a class I have already completed all my assignments for that module anyway, so it should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only about four weeks left of University before I go back to Brunei and then, head off to Australia. I've got to buy some more clothes, because I seem to lose pants all the time. I've also lost a ton of shirts as well. It's a shame, I had loads of shirts that I love to wear and I can't find them ANYWHERE. It's that fucking laundry service, they're fucking useless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard and I have been exploring YouTube a lot this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/svLIM_NXVCI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/svLIM_NXVCI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the kid's facial expressions and his accent are just hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closer it gets to seeing her, the longer it seems to be taking.&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair, why can't I just fast forward until then? Ah well. It'll all be worth it in the end!&lt;br /&gt;Until then, we've always got skype baba. As soon as the 26th of November gets here, i'm going to be so fucking happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna' make it with you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-5320425576545401626?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/5320425576545401626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=5320425576545401626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5320425576545401626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5320425576545401626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/these-are-snakes-in-paradise.html' title='These are snakes in paradise.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8253137933385587259</id><published>2009-10-20T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T19:22:39.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna' bring you to MacDonalds with a candle.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, again.&lt;br /&gt;Is doing the right thing, really doing the right thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8253137933385587259?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8253137933385587259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8253137933385587259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8253137933385587259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8253137933385587259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wanna-bring-you-to-macdonalds-with.html' title='I wanna&apos; bring you to MacDonalds with a candle.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-7967244660492625320</id><published>2009-10-19T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:43:36.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's what i'm fighting for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.askdeb.com/love/relationship/distance/long-distance-relationship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.askdeb.com/love/relationship/distance/long-distance-relationship.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a weird mood.&lt;br /&gt;It's not bad or good, it's just strange. I'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad after my reiki session, my body seems to be getting the rest it needs.&lt;br /&gt;When I was in KL before the mid semester break, I was so exhausted every single fucking day.&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted to do was sleep and get the rest I would never get. My class is at 2pm today and I woke up at 9am feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are great, don't get me wrong. I just miss her. I mean, i'd love to see her everyday and I need her fucking with me right now. But, some days I notice more that she's not with me. It's not long until I see her, but it's long enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Foong has left KL and is apparently going to Australia in a week and a day. I'm so happy for him, yet fucking jealous he gets to go before I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's my butterfly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-7967244660492625320?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/7967244660492625320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=7967244660492625320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7967244660492625320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7967244660492625320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-what-im-fighting-for.html' title='It&apos;s what i&apos;m fighting for.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2651428187979580872</id><published>2009-10-18T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:49:08.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like breathing in sulfur.</title><content type='html'>Is doing the right thing, really doing the right thing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-2651428187979580872?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2651428187979580872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2651428187979580872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2651428187979580872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2651428187979580872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/like-breathing-in-sulfur.html' title='Like breathing in sulfur.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-6233321894304099259</id><published>2009-10-17T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:18:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Some kid after the Dentist, stoned on Pain Killers. FUCKING HILARIOUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-6233321894304099259?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/6233321894304099259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=6233321894304099259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6233321894304099259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6233321894304099259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-6055377637483729933</id><published>2009-10-17T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:17:11.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diwali!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWggPLXeOkU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWggPLXeOkU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love the lyrics to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She starts her new diet, of liquor and dick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like hollywood, but laced in sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun goes down, and so does she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun goes down, and so does she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sold out the love she had left with a cut of the throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They surround on her, before she strolls to the moat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun goes down, and so does she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun goes down, and so does she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count your fucking blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count your blessings, cause I'm counting every lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count your blessings, cause I'm counting every lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Counting every lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christ, I'm asking you for just one thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm asking you for just one thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eradicate, this disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Close your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pray for plagues,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh Lord cleanse this earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And bring upon our doomsday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Close your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pray for plagues,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clense this earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bring our doomsday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She starts her new diet, of liquor and dick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just like hollywood, but laced in sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun goes down, and so does she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun goes down, and so does she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So clap your hands to the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of every first born dying now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watch the rivers flow with blood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death will stand where life once stood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So clap your hands to the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of every first born dying now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watch the rivers turn to blood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death will stand where life once stood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So clap your hands to the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of every first born dying now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Watch the rivers turn to blood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death will stand where life once stood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Close your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pray for plagues,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clense this earth, bring our doomsday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-6055377637483729933?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/6055377637483729933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=6055377637483729933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6055377637483729933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6055377637483729933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/diwali.html' title='Diwali!'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-7778556467153230724</id><published>2009-10-16T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:39:04.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star light, star bright.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hdEIaltWO7M/SaMk-Bo0kgI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/IVRIMMizrlM/s400/never+let+you+go+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hdEIaltWO7M/SaMk-Bo0kgI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/IVRIMMizrlM/s400/never+let+you+go+copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't get rid of me, even if you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-7778556467153230724?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/7778556467153230724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=7778556467153230724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7778556467153230724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7778556467153230724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/star-light-star-bright.html' title='Star light, star bright.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hdEIaltWO7M/SaMk-Bo0kgI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/IVRIMMizrlM/s72-c/never+let+you+go+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4306041755071632051</id><published>2009-10-12T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T03:21:53.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's your favorite?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.christchurchdailyphoto.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/water-lilly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 667px;" src="http://www.christchurchdailyphoto.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/water-lilly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, i still can't describe how I feel about her in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't come close to what I want to say to her.&lt;br /&gt;I think I will always tell her how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazing, beautiful &lt;/span&gt;she really is.&lt;br /&gt;Big hearted?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pfft&lt;/span&gt;. It doesn't even come close to describing how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;passionate and loving&lt;/span&gt; this girl is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear one day, I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will &lt;/span&gt;show her what she looks like through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd love to take her to Italy, or France&lt;/span&gt;. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beautiful girl,&lt;/span&gt; deserves a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; beautiful country&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it until the 25th of November&lt;/span&gt;. For her? I'll do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4306041755071632051?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4306041755071632051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4306041755071632051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4306041755071632051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4306041755071632051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-your-favorite.html' title='It&apos;s your favorite?'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-932089884168833416</id><published>2009-10-11T13:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:33:06.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticks and Stones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZM0EGBdHOw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/uZM0EGBdHOw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;Coolest thing i've seen on YouTube for a while. This guys improvises this whole song, you should check out his channel. Pretty fucking cool. Love his facial expressions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-932089884168833416?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/932089884168833416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=932089884168833416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/932089884168833416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/932089884168833416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/sticks-and-stones.html' title='Sticks and Stones.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8631819920253007431</id><published>2009-10-10T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:08:58.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did I end up like this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://brainwaves.corante.com/M93%7ENever-Give-Up-Winston-Churchill-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 407px;" src="http://brainwaves.corante.com/M93%7ENever-Give-Up-Winston-Churchill-Posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8631819920253007431?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8631819920253007431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8631819920253007431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8631819920253007431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8631819920253007431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-did-i-end-up-like-this.html' title='How did I end up like this?'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-7087187183799408830</id><published>2009-10-10T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T17:50:05.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He ate all the coffee beans you threw away.</title><content type='html'>Ah, a quiet weekend. There isn't anything quite like it.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I wanted to stay home all weekend and I believe its doing me good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not spending money and on top of that I have time to get all my assignments done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking around YouTube and I found this really fucking awesome song.&lt;br /&gt;It kind of, describes how I feel about&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know every post has some relation to Annie, but put up with it!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;......Breathe me in......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Torn disbelieving separation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I close my eyes to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is for you, everything I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is for you, take it from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;torn disbelieving separation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but there is no escaping this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is for you, everything I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is for you, take it from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in your arms in your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will be rejuvenation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CHORUS: Breathe me in, I'm forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deep within, I'm eternal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will return to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am with you always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I will never turn away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUIwehsqiKk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AUIwehsqiKk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really had a lot to say in my past blog entries about my life in KL, but there really hasn't been much going on. Which is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-7087187183799408830?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/7087187183799408830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=7087187183799408830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7087187183799408830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7087187183799408830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-ate-all-coffee-beans-you-threw-away.html' title='He ate all the coffee beans you threw away.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-7027686444699925778</id><published>2009-10-08T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T17:20:14.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A constant reminder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Ss2uvPwwlUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/q9CVSC3N5eo/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Ss2uvPwwlUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/q9CVSC3N5eo/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390156455740478786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought to myself, how could she get even more amazing? Well I found more evidence.&lt;br /&gt;She left this waiting for me in my Hotmail inbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall for you, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over &amp;amp; over,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my love, my sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;, my &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;soulmate&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just incase you ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deeply, unconditionally, helplessly, flawlessly, intensely, crazily, eternally love you, Hamish Hutchinson.&lt;br /&gt;I will never hurt you. I will never stray. You will never hurt me. You will never stray. We will always be us.&lt;br /&gt;We ARE bestfriends, we ARE soulmates, we ARE forever lovers, we ARE meant to be, we WILL always be together.&lt;br /&gt;We're an epic love story. We have a gorgeous future that I am excited for. We have only a year to wait. I will never change. You will never change. No matter what happens, we will always be us. Even if you started listening to Taylor Swift. I would kick and scream, and try to change your mind. But i would never change my opinion of you, or love you any less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a wonderful life. Great long life friends, who you need to spend time with while you can say I'm going to be by your side forever, they might be miles away. You have amazing parents, willing to do anything to make you happy. You have a beautiful passion for music and you're an amazing musician and its one of the top things i ADORE about you. You're passion. It's beautiful. Don't ever fall out of love with music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an incredible human being. And I'm never letting you go. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me happy? Then be happy. WITH ME. :) Because I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bubba. I love you. I'll never stop saying it, because it'll never stop being true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Your Baba."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-7027686444699925778?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/7027686444699925778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=7027686444699925778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7027686444699925778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7027686444699925778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/constant-reminder_08.html' title='A constant reminder.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Ss2uvPwwlUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/q9CVSC3N5eo/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8286642063231843592</id><published>2009-10-07T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:43:22.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and she writes it all away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.judiforneyartist.com/Looking%20for%20my%20better%20half.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 546px; height: 677px;" src="http://www.judiforneyartist.com/Looking%20for%20my%20better%20half.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;This is something Annie wrote for me last night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;I thought it was such a beautiful thing to write. I love this girl..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what this is meant to be.. A song.. a poem. I really don't know. But here it is. It's nothing i really want to say. It's simply pieces i've written over a long time, put together. So it's messy, and corny, because it's just words with no backing. But whatever..the rough is better than nothing. I have tunes in my head, that i can't put down because I'm not a musician, but yeah. hahaha. Sorry I'm so gay. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Part 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Hi, nice to meet you” simple words i could’ve said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But instead, i turned my head and looked away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i felt i had nothing good to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the next time your friends and mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brought us together at your house for the first time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i spoke my words and you spoke yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i was instantly comfortable unlike the time before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;next day i was back at your place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i loved  your smile and the expressions on your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a few laughs and few conversations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i began to be filled with anticipation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica;  min-height: 20.0pxcolor:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was so aware of your hand next to mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awkwardly positioned on the dusty ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was dying to touch you, where friends shouldn’t touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to tell you with out making a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my words came out stupid in riddles and rhymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you knew what i meant, every fucking time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica;  min-height: 20.0pxcolor:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unexpected i directed my attention &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talked about you all the time without even knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hesitated thought i was overrated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn’t see the direction you and i were going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looking back it was obvious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even our friends guessed we were hopeless for each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i was mad me and you were crazy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we’d simply be the sadly undiscovered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica;  min-height: 20.0pxcolor:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica;  min-height: 20.0pxcolor:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember on your steps, my body between your legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you kissed me on the head, do you remember what you said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Promise me you’ll trust me, because I trust you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well baby i gave you all of me, because i trusted you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fell in love so fast, i could barely catch my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I inhaled all of you, till there was nothing left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanted to be yours, and i held your hand with pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I knew nothing could touch me, if i had you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica;  min-height: 20.0pxcolor:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I drew you close, and shut the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because my world was in my arms, and not out there anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can’t help but steal your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because honestly they’re the most beautiful song i’ve ever heard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica;  min-height: 20.0pxcolor:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica;  min-height: 20.0pxcolor:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was looking out at the ocean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i swear to god it seemed smaller today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried hard to keep my eyes open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because it meant that you were less further away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My hands were shaking with the bitter cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they shake even more without yours to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the thought clenched up my frail chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i guess the walk didn’t put my mind at rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica;  min-height: 20.0pxcolor:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The internet’s become my greatest friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knowing there’s always you on the other end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica;  min-height: 20.0pxcolor:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The darkness falls, and it’s hard to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and sometimes the monsters, they come after me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p color="#444444" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my nights are long and torturous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p color="#444444" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i’m holding up well here in my fortress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p color="#444444" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 19.0px 0.0px; font: 16.8px Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cant sleep till you call to say goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 19px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16.8px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and when you do my dreams are filled with light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 19px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16.8px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;although your not here i know your mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 19px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 16.8px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you’ll be glad to know love, my day’s are just fine&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8286642063231843592?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8286642063231843592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8286642063231843592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8286642063231843592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8286642063231843592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-she-writes-it-all-away.html' title='and she writes it all away.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1248817418951343436</id><published>2009-10-06T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:04:44.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your breath comes quiet and still</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FuImRi2zjVY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FuImRi2zjVY&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-1248817418951343436?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1248817418951343436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=1248817418951343436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1248817418951343436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1248817418951343436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-breath-comes-quiet-and-still.html' title='your breath comes quiet and still'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8571208516098135608</id><published>2009-10-06T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:51:14.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never was so much owed, to so few.</title><content type='html'>My damn.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cyberia&lt;/span&gt; is so good. I never thought i'd feel so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt;, I for once feel like my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt;, the apartment, is&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; home&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you believe that I did my first ever laundry a few days ago? I know. I was pretty amazed myself. Actually, it's pretty sad. It was a lot more easier than I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;expected&lt;/span&gt; though. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gavin&lt;/span&gt; has taken over the job of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanging&lt;/span&gt; the laundry, apparently I'm "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;" at it. Haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5914336987988852601-8571208516098135608?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8571208516098135608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8571208516098135608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8571208516098135608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8571208516098135608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/never-was-so-much-owed-to-so-few.html' title='Never was so much owed, to so few.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2210844833244130660</id><published>2009-10-04T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T02:51:10.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You take me down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pics.livejournal.com/xothe_prince/pic/0000bd05/s320x240"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 240px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/xothe_prince/pic/0000bd05/s320x240" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moved out&lt;/span&gt; of "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Domain&lt;/span&gt;" and have moved in with&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Gavin and Richard in Cyberia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;It was really awesome of them to let me move in. This new environment has helped me get rid of a lot of excessive baggage. Mental and physical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There wasn't really anything wrong with Domain apart from the fact that my room was tiny. There was hardly any room to move about. I didn't even have a closet or anything to store my stuff. It was nice coming here and finding there was a big closet, a desk, mirrors etc. I think I feel more at home now knowing that all my stuff is unpacked for once! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of living out of a cardboard box, literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I start classes on Monday. I've been filled with this new vigor. I'm ready to get my head back down into my studies and just get through these few months and a year. It's great to think that I am seeing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BABA&lt;/span&gt; in November. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I owe my entire visit to you baba, you're just so incredible&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything seems to be falling into place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25th of November&lt;/span&gt;. The day I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-2210844833244130660?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2210844833244130660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2210844833244130660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2210844833244130660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2210844833244130660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-take-me-down.html' title='You take me down.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4877475879658280066</id><published>2009-10-03T13:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:50:08.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You walk in, full technicolor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/2041877818_02bc758209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/2041877818_02bc758209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;"A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bsence makes the heart grow fonder, but it sure makes the rest of you lonely&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&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/5914336987988852601-4877475879658280066?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4877475879658280066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4877475879658280066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4877475879658280066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4877475879658280066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-walk-in-full-technicolor.html' title='You walk in, full technicolor.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2076/2041877818_02bc758209_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2979394037713025649</id><published>2009-10-02T04:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T04:11:03.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, it's working against me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://boldloft.com/osc/images/gift_ideas/long_distance_love.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 335px;" src="http://boldloft.com/osc/images/gift_ideas/long_distance_love.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's a good feeling being &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; in KL.&lt;div&gt;I feel better about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;, better about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;, better about the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; future.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just hope it stays that way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Brunei. As usual. The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remaining Bandarians &lt;/span&gt;have been great company and as always, i've got some fond memories to hold onto. Being back in Brunei, i've come to realize that i've just been coming to terms that Brunei, will be different from now on. It'll ALWAYS be home, just, not like before. I just haven't had time to be sad about it, so I think these last couple of days has been an&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; awakenin&lt;/span&gt;g for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baba, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;. It's three &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt; words, but the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meaning&lt;/span&gt; behind them are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAR&lt;/span&gt; from simple. I've never felt this way about anyone.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; YOU&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;) changed my life. Baby, we now have some light at the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;end of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; tunnel&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All because of you&lt;/span&gt;, all of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could shrink the world tonight..&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/5914336987988852601-2979394037713025649?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2979394037713025649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2979394037713025649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2979394037713025649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2979394037713025649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-its-working-against-me.html' title='Oh, it&apos;s working against me.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2311618211872635657</id><published>2009-09-28T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T02:27:38.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet me in outer space, i will you hold close if you're afraid of heights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2880737541_81c95164af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2880737541_81c95164af.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 12pm today.&lt;div&gt;It's the earliest i've ever been up by my own free will, pretty sad I know. I should be getting up a lot earlier than that, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blame&lt;/span&gt; the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; late&lt;/span&gt; nights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I realized today there isn't really much to complain about really. I'm actually REALLY SICK of complaining. I'm even complaining about complaining right now, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;redundant&lt;/span&gt; much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh. Life's actually pretty awesome. I know it is. Apart from being apart from my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baba&lt;/span&gt;, life isn't so bad. Not that I didn't like life before, it's just i've got such a new perspective things in general. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting with Uni, i've only got about a year and a bit left. I've just got to get through it and get out. If I just put my head down and just focus on my studies, the time will fly by. I just gotta' keep motivating myself and luckily I got great friends to see me through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; (And a fucking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; girlfriend who is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; there for me.&lt;3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss you baby&lt;/span&gt;. I know I mention you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; fucking post but it's true. Long distance &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;, it really does. But let's just take this time apart as a test, a test of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;. I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; whoever made &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;, a fucking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; for all long distance relationships. It's not going to be easy, I know that. But when we see each other again, it's going to make all of this worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; make. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt; of this. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Worth&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-2311618211872635657?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2311618211872635657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2311618211872635657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2311618211872635657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2311618211872635657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/meet-me-in-outer-space-i-will-you-hold.html' title='Meet me in outer space, i will you hold close if you&apos;re afraid of heights.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3058/2880737541_81c95164af_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3115435727229665570</id><published>2009-09-26T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:55:09.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I come, World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explodingdog.com/drawing/anotherawesomeday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 720px;" src="http://www.explodingdog.com/drawing/anotherawesomeday.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the best mood right now!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate some awesome food, I had an awesome reiki session and untop of that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life doesn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; so shit &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;. I had the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; best&lt;/span&gt; day today, a fucking fantastic day to say the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; family, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; friends and a fucking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INCREDIBLE girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goddamn, life looks fucking awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've just had all of my questions,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING CAN BRING ME DOWN TODAY.&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/5914336987988852601-3115435727229665570?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3115435727229665570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3115435727229665570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3115435727229665570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3115435727229665570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-i-come-world.html' title='Here I come, World!'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8097051939867660637</id><published>2009-09-26T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:38:24.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I owe it all, to this fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__epUNR3ct3g/Sl8sijFDHRI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I3dtDfHBiAY/s400/9_miss_you_more_than_words_could_say.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__epUNR3ct3g/Sl8sijFDHRI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I3dtDfHBiAY/s400/9_miss_you_more_than_words_could_say.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8097051939867660637?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8097051939867660637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8097051939867660637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8097051939867660637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8097051939867660637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-owe-it-all-to-this-fall.html' title='I owe it all, to this fall.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__epUNR3ct3g/Sl8sijFDHRI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I3dtDfHBiAY/s72-c/9_miss_you_more_than_words_could_say.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2602349668773216574</id><published>2009-09-25T03:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:00:39.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward vices.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.vegetus.org/vegtoon/awkward.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.vegetus.org/vegtoon/awkward.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have made my return to the, "&lt;em&gt;abode of peace&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mustafa was supposed to come aswell, he had bought his ticket and everything. He got rejected at the airport though for not having a visa, so he took a taxi back home. &lt;strong&gt;HOW GAY.&lt;/strong&gt; I couldn't believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw the guys tonight, it was nice hearing all the stories and especially catching up with&lt;strong&gt; George, &lt;/strong&gt;that was really good. I hadn't seen that guy in such a long time. No one has changed, which is the way I wanted it. Even though seeing everyone tonight was good, it wasn't the same without &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. I &lt;strong&gt;miss you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;baba&lt;/em&gt;ku. I really &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You always seem to find a grain of sugar in the giant salt shaker that is me&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like i'll be just doing some good ol' fashion &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;HAH&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-2602349668773216574?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2602349668773216574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2602349668773216574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2602349668773216574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2602349668773216574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/awkward-vices.html' title='Awkward vices.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4938190376657036097</id><published>2009-09-24T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:52:07.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tenniselbowroom.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/1-lights-on-earthhour-kuala-lumpur1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://tenniselbowroom.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/1-lights-on-earthhour-kuala-lumpur1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's alive, in the big city sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4938190376657036097?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4938190376657036097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4938190376657036097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4938190376657036097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4938190376657036097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-all-for-you.html' title='It&apos;s all for you.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-5793813714291388867</id><published>2009-09-23T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:32:14.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're crazy, a douche is at least clean.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ncphotos.co.uk/cuddling%20gorillas%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 595px; height: 360px;" src="http://www.ncphotos.co.uk/cuddling%20gorillas%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, it really blows right now.&lt;div&gt;As &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; says, "&lt;i&gt;always look on the bright side&lt;/i&gt;", so I will. I tell you, it's not that easy right now. I feel so lonely without &lt;i&gt;her. &lt;/i&gt;Mmm, i'm sure it'll pass and i'll get used to the distance. Not&lt;i&gt; too long&lt;/i&gt; now, &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;four months&lt;/b&gt;. It's not as bad as it seems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope she gets there safe and sound &lt;i&gt;without&lt;/i&gt; any complications. I know she'll be fine in Australia, i'm &lt;b&gt;sure&lt;/b&gt; of that. I'm going to miss her warmth in my bed. I &lt;b&gt;won't&lt;/b&gt; go into detail, I just need &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; to know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; baba&lt;/b&gt; :) . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going back to &lt;b&gt;Brunei &lt;/b&gt;tomorrow night. I'm looking forward to it. &lt;b&gt;HAHA&lt;/b&gt;. I &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; look forward to going home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-5793813714291388867?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/5793813714291388867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=5793813714291388867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5793813714291388867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5793813714291388867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-crazy-douche-is-least-clean.html' title='You&apos;re crazy, a douche is at least clean.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-5170566068730581882</id><published>2009-09-20T05:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T05:53:15.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow.</title><content type='html'>This song brings back memories of Summer in KK. Headbanging on an empty road, late at night, outside Danielle's house. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jweeOv7fX70&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jweeOv7fX70&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-5170566068730581882?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/5170566068730581882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=5170566068730581882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5170566068730581882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5170566068730581882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/slow.html' title='Slow.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-9196072471043108612</id><published>2009-09-19T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T01:34:58.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can be your (Guitar) hero, baby..</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YkidVP0AcQ8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YkidVP0AcQ8&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this video. Enough said. NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-9196072471043108612?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/9196072471043108612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=9196072471043108612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/9196072471043108612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/9196072471043108612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-be-your-guitar-hero-baby.html' title='I can be your (Guitar) hero, baby..'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1288162543927852952</id><published>2009-09-18T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:10:27.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's the biatch noooooow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fringenycdata.com/play_images/LookAfterYou2795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 184px;" src="http://www.fringenycdata.com/play_images/LookAfterYou2795.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good weekend to look forward to.&lt;div&gt;Yu Foong and a few others are coming over and on top of that, David gets in from Brunei late tomorrow night! So nothing really to complain about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent a night at Ed's place, Annie's brother. Of course, Annie was with me. It was really nice of him to give us the Apartment for a night. We were going to stay for two nights, but we changed plans. It was nice having a place to ourselves. We haven't been alone in a really long time so we made the most of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Petaling Street for dinner where we enjoyed a great Chinese dinner in the street, while enjoying buskers and people passing by with interesting trinkets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I got a splitting headache last night due to my sore neck muscles. So I passed out pretty early, &lt;i&gt;sorry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; baba&lt;/b&gt; :( . Thanks for looking after me, i'll make it up to you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-1288162543927852952?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1288162543927852952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=1288162543927852952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1288162543927852952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1288162543927852952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/whos-biatch-noooooow.html' title='Who&apos;s the biatch noooooow?'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4700705830500334514</id><published>2009-09-17T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:02:34.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The shake before I sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Matt/vigilantes-break-the-law-but-do-the-public-a-favor-every-time.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 525px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Matt/vigilantes-break-the-law-but-do-the-public-a-favor-every-time.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only if these supernatural series on TV had endings like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4700705830500334514?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4700705830500334514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4700705830500334514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4700705830500334514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4700705830500334514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/shake-before-i-sleep.html' title='The shake before I sleep.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-7996205126820312401</id><published>2009-09-16T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:47:41.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want Mustard, a lot of Mustard.</title><content type='html'>It just turned 12 midnight and it's your birthday. I swear, you just got more beautiful.&lt;div&gt;Yes, I know i'm lame but it's true. I'm sorry I can't get you what you really want, but i'll do anything to make it close to it. I'll be yours for as long as you'll have me. I'd never let anything happen to you or let anyone treat you wrongly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;My babalover&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had fun last night at Rafeh/Annie's birthday party at Rafeh's place. And just to show you what people got up to, here's a picture to give you kind of an idea:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Sq_EVrIQOpI/AAAAAAAAAV0/GUCwiZXtTPI/s1600-h/10228_137055218644_696823644_2727725_2231308_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Sq_EVrIQOpI/AAAAAAAAAV0/GUCwiZXtTPI/s320/10228_137055218644_696823644_2727725_2231308_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381735956364671634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; was in the air. I never suspected &lt;i&gt;Nick&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Mustafa&lt;/i&gt; would suit each other so well!&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AWW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-7996205126820312401?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/7996205126820312401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=7996205126820312401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7996205126820312401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/7996205126820312401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-mustard-lot-of-mustard.html' title='I want Mustard, a lot of Mustard.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Sq_EVrIQOpI/AAAAAAAAAV0/GUCwiZXtTPI/s72-c/10228_137055218644_696823644_2727725_2231308_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4117712511754338484</id><published>2009-09-15T02:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:15:11.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She frees, my sexuality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Sq6H2XKJSoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HCgkYlgyt_s/s1600-h/Oxymoron+diorpunk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Sq6H2XKJSoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HCgkYlgyt_s/s320/Oxymoron+diorpunk.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381387972753574530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe you're mine.&lt;div&gt;You make the hair on the back of my neck stand, love. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4117712511754338484?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4117712511754338484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4117712511754338484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4117712511754338484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4117712511754338484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/she-frees-my-sexuality.html' title='She frees, my sexuality.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Sq6H2XKJSoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HCgkYlgyt_s/s72-c/Oxymoron+diorpunk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3393359418192092974</id><published>2009-09-08T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:02:33.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghosts on the sidewalk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SqZIY8cDJmI/AAAAAAAAAVk/i0Ufw21o8Dw/s1600-h/Sleeping-Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SqZIY8cDJmI/AAAAAAAAAVk/i0Ufw21o8Dw/s320/Sleeping-Bear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379066398318470754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish there was somewhere I could just go away for a while. Somewhere quiet, with no one around. Some place where I wouldn't be bothered, not for exactly a long time, but just until I wanted to come back to civilization. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i22.tinypic.com/2lm8gn7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 321px;" src="http://i22.tinypic.com/2lm8gn7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i've been inside my own mind for the last couple of days. I actually look at myself and think i'm pretty pathetic. All i've been doing is being so negative about everything. I've been looking forward to Brunei for ages, the only thing is, no one will be there this time round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh. I think i'll get over it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel a lot better than I did the last few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Thanks for calling me &lt;b&gt;last night&lt;/b&gt; baby, it really helped)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&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/5914336987988852601-3393359418192092974?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3393359418192092974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3393359418192092974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3393359418192092974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3393359418192092974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/ghosts-on-sidewalk.html' title='Ghosts on the sidewalk.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SqZIY8cDJmI/AAAAAAAAAVk/i0Ufw21o8Dw/s72-c/Sleeping-Bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-612837646460564749</id><published>2009-09-07T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:14:48.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a wonder of the civilized world.</title><content type='html'>He's a farmer and he's fucking Metal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this shit out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jag7oTemldY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/Jag7oTemldY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-612837646460564749?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/612837646460564749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=612837646460564749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/612837646460564749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/612837646460564749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-is-wonder-of-civilized-world.html' title='It is a wonder of the civilized world.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3538210592116196451</id><published>2009-09-07T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:30:09.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're carrying a stolen Whale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VDBpQVhCMb8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VDBpQVhCMb8&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I never thought there would be a &lt;b&gt;MARIO&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; song! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's&lt;i&gt; actually &lt;/i&gt;really, really nice. I thought it would be a parody, but actually he incorporates all the Mario Kart game play and puts it into this clever song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;You be my princess&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be your toad&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow behind you&lt;br /&gt;On rainbow road&lt;br /&gt;Protect you from red shells&lt;br /&gt;Wherever we go&lt;br /&gt;I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will touch us&lt;br /&gt;If we pick up a star&lt;br /&gt;And if you spin out&lt;br /&gt;You can ride in my car&lt;br /&gt;When we slide together&lt;br /&gt;We generate sparks&lt;br /&gt;In our wheels and our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finish line&lt;br /&gt;Is just around the bend&lt;br /&gt;I'll pause this game&lt;br /&gt;So our love will never end&lt;br /&gt;Let's go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue shell is coming&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go ahead&lt;br /&gt;If you hang behind&lt;br /&gt;It'll hit me instead&lt;br /&gt;But never look back&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm down but not dead&lt;br /&gt;I'll catch up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about&lt;br /&gt;Bowser or DK&lt;br /&gt;Just eat this glowing mushroom&lt;br /&gt;And they'll all fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finish line&lt;br /&gt;Is just around the bend&lt;br /&gt;I'll pause this game&lt;br /&gt;So our love will never end&lt;br /&gt;Let's go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finish line&lt;br /&gt;Is just around the bend&lt;br /&gt;I'll pause this game&lt;br /&gt;So our love will never end&lt;br /&gt;Let's go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the mushroom cup&lt;br /&gt;And the flower cup&lt;br /&gt;And the star cup&lt;br /&gt;And the reverse cup&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3538210592116196451?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3538210592116196451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3538210592116196451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3538210592116196451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3538210592116196451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-carrying-stolen-whale.html' title='You&apos;re carrying a stolen Whale.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1974478908167432238</id><published>2009-09-06T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:46:19.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living is a miracle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SqPK_p7NmpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/fN3KFGUzfDA/s1600-h/selection_235_52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SqPK_p7NmpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/fN3KFGUzfDA/s320/selection_235_52.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378365574945282706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-1974478908167432238?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1974478908167432238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=1974478908167432238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1974478908167432238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1974478908167432238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/living-is-miracle.html' title='Living is a miracle.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SqPK_p7NmpI/AAAAAAAAAVc/fN3KFGUzfDA/s72-c/selection_235_52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-5806418394182410999</id><published>2009-09-06T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:51:49.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, i'm feeling kinda' bowling ball-ish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAIS5uiYlsY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KAIS5uiYlsY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is a drum cover of the song &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Hummer&lt;/b&gt;" &lt;i&gt;by the Foals&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;This guy nails the drums perfectly. Around 0:56 is great. He really nails that cowbell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awesome example of Indie drumming right here.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L4CR3GoB3YY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L4CR3GoB3YY&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just browsing around YouTube and I found this kid. His name is Sungha Jung and he's an amazing guitarist. I felt so shameful when i watched this video because this kid is already this good, when i'm 18 years old and i'm no where near as good as him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is his version of U2's, "here without you". What a absolutely beautiful cover. There's no words, it's just an instrumental. I beg you, watch this video and if you've got a youtube account, subscribe to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Props to you little dude! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-5806418394182410999?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/5806418394182410999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=5806418394182410999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5806418394182410999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/5806418394182410999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/man-im-feeling-kinda-bowling-ball-ish.html' title='Man, i&apos;m feeling kinda&apos; bowling ball-ish.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-9128980180564967588</id><published>2009-09-04T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:51:45.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tear drops on the fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A fucking AWESOME cover of Teardrops by Massive Attack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy did this video in a elevator in Amsterdam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;WATCH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rjT86g9gTKk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rjT86g9gTKk&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-9128980180564967588?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/9128980180564967588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=9128980180564967588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/9128980180564967588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/9128980180564967588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/tear-drops-on-fire.html' title='Tear drops on the fire.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2708045319295341922</id><published>2009-09-04T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:37:53.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well punk rock shows ain't for me, I prefer downloads for free.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xM6S1O620QE/Sdbryo54BKI/AAAAAAAAJ3I/gZGhpaZp4oM/s800/Dr.%20Seuss%20Parody%20HUmor%20Funny%20Doctor-640wi7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 501px; height: 701px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xM6S1O620QE/Sdbryo54BKI/AAAAAAAAJ3I/gZGhpaZp4oM/s800/Dr.%20Seuss%20Parody%20HUmor%20Funny%20Doctor-640wi7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's pretty fucked up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to stop everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want time to stop for a while. I'd love just to be suspended from everything that's going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be in a room where I can't hear anything but my own heartbeat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just some peace and quiet. I'm never going to get anything close to that at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to get scared of the future. I don't know how i'm going to survive on my own. It's not long now until I will be finished with Limkokwing University of Creative Technology. By November next year, I would of (hopefully) recieved my three year diploma of Sound and Music Technology. Then what? What happens then? Where am I going to go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not even the slightest clue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three cheers for short-term planning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-2708045319295341922?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2708045319295341922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2708045319295341922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2708045319295341922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2708045319295341922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-punk-rock-shows-aint-for-me-i.html' title='Well punk rock shows ain&apos;t for me, I prefer downloads for free.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xM6S1O620QE/Sdbryo54BKI/AAAAAAAAJ3I/gZGhpaZp4oM/s72-c/Dr.%20Seuss%20Parody%20HUmor%20Funny%20Doctor-640wi7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-8614747137772512764</id><published>2009-09-03T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:11:21.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is that paintbrush for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pm9L60YBj3s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pm9L60YBj3s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Watch this video, it's absolutely incredible how he manages to arrange this medley of 32 fucking songs.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;b&gt;CHECK IT OUT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally managed to settle things at the Bursary. I managed to find the Head Bursar and sort everything out. Apparently, he's allowed for my registration into this semester while they sort out this problem regarding &lt;i&gt;the cheque&lt;/i&gt;. It's absolutley fucking &lt;b&gt;ridiculous.&lt;/b&gt; The adminstration is pretty unorganized and untop of that, the people aren't even that helpful. They talk down to you, as if there is no way they can be wrong. &lt;i&gt;Fuckers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got up &lt;i&gt;waaaaaaay&lt;/i&gt; too &lt;b&gt;early&lt;/b&gt; for class today. Today's class is at&lt;i&gt; 3pm&lt;/i&gt;, when I got up at &lt;i&gt;7:30am!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i'm at home now, relaxing until class starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeeeh. I watched &lt;b&gt;Bruno&lt;/b&gt; last night for the &lt;i&gt;first&lt;/i&gt; time. It was.. not what I was expecting. It's a pretty daring movie. I recommend you all &lt;b&gt;give it a watch.&lt;/b&gt; Not for the faint hearted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;b&gt;You're the reason i'm happy.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-8614747137772512764?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/8614747137772512764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=8614747137772512764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8614747137772512764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/8614747137772512764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-that-paintbrush-for.html' title='What is that paintbrush for?'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3262146935513563319</id><published>2009-09-01T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:08:57.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can shine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This song is fucking awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trip-Hop me thinks, but different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q3naEKtTxh8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q3naEKtTxh8&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-3262146935513563319?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3262146935513563319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3262146935513563319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3262146935513563319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3262146935513563319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-shine.html' title='I can shine.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1938747607000470211</id><published>2009-08-31T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:52:24.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall I go first?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.smh.com.au/lifestyle/asksam/8545~Of-Course-I-Love-You-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 450px;" src="http://blogs.smh.com.au/lifestyle/asksam/8545~Of-Course-I-Love-You-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;i&gt;miss&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes i'm going to complain about Annie not being here. I can't help it. I feel so fucking down without her. I swear I woke up at least five times last night expecting to see her sleeping soundly next to me. I can't believe she's coming back again. It's awesome. Well, i'm only half looking forward to it. Because after that.. *Sigh*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the way she burrows her nose into my shoulder when we're lying down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched the 3D movie, "UP" just now with Haz, Richard and Gavin. Surprisingly, there was a 3D glasses version of it, which costed a little extra but was worth it. It was a really good movie, I wasn't expecting how good it turned out to be. The movie's theme is basically about letting go. I won't ruin it though, i'll save the rest for you to find out. There's actually blood in it. That's right, &lt;b&gt;blood&lt;/b&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/5914336987988852601-1938747607000470211?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1938747607000470211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=1938747607000470211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1938747607000470211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1938747607000470211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/shall-i-go-first.html' title='Shall I go first?'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4335985965818731283</id><published>2009-08-30T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:35:49.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Aqueous Transmission.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SpqOLdMF7CI/AAAAAAAAAVU/fLNT6qx9Yyc/s1600-h/5768_127226373644_696823644_2599126_3994251_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SpqOLdMF7CI/AAAAAAAAAVU/fLNT6qx9Yyc/s320/5768_127226373644_696823644_2599126_3994251_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375765432685161506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Annie left today. &lt;div&gt;Yeah, and i guess i'm okay. I miss her already, but at least she's coming back in about Ten Days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If i'm feeling like this now, I wonder how i'm going to feel when she leaves for Melbourne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I think i'm going to be pretty fucking wrecked. This girl, i've never felt like this about anyone before. It's like i've known her for ages, there was never any awkwardness between us. I've grown so independent on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anna,&lt;/i&gt; you're one of the &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; things that has ever happened to me so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a Merdeka (&lt;i&gt;West Malaysia's Independence Day&lt;/i&gt;) here in Kuala Lumpur in a couple of hours. A lot of people will be hitting the street soon in celebration. Even my friends are having a piss up over in Cyberia. I'll be at home, sitting on my couch and surfing the internet. Contemplating what's going to be in tomorrow's headline: &lt;b&gt;Riots? Mass Destruction? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, i'm just joking. But i'm sure they'll be interesting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear the neighbours already having a good time, the music pumped up. Shouts and laughter. Yeah. This will do me tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Yeah, so it's pretty dim without you&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4335985965818731283?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4335985965818731283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4335985965818731283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4335985965818731283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4335985965818731283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/aqueous-transmission.html' title='An Aqueous Transmission.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SpqOLdMF7CI/AAAAAAAAAVU/fLNT6qx9Yyc/s72-c/5768_127226373644_696823644_2599126_3994251_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-6897162668683970679</id><published>2009-08-28T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:54:40.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You, and the shadow. Are going to help me do that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://scienceblogs.com/neurotopia/where-the-wild-things-are.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px; height: 294px;" src="http://scienceblogs.com/neurotopia/where-the-wild-things-are.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my laptop repaired. That's right. It's fixed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOO YAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-6897162668683970679?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/6897162668683970679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=6897162668683970679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6897162668683970679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/6897162668683970679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-and-shadow-are-going-to-help-me-do.html' title='You, and the shadow. Are going to help me do that.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2784249422557300749</id><published>2009-08-28T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:41:20.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You won't ruin my plans this time, dream works.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pics.livejournal.com/heptarch/pic/0000d82f"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 791px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/heptarch/pic/0000d82f" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, now I know Ramley burgers do not agree with me at all.&lt;div&gt;I've had a weird stomach for a while now. I swear it's all this instant food that all students usually eat. My allowance comes in tomorrow which means:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;GROCERY SHOPPING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can send in my &lt;b&gt;LAPTOP&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;MOBILE&lt;/b&gt; for repair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I need somewhere to hang my head,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;without your noose."&lt;/i&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/5914336987988852601-2784249422557300749?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2784249422557300749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2784249422557300749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2784249422557300749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2784249422557300749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-wont-ruin-my-plans-this-time-dream.html' title='You won&apos;t ruin my plans this time, dream works.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1172786692811254028</id><published>2009-08-27T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:31:28.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's such a douche time traveller thing to say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.coloria.net/dig.art/kuvat/06anger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 646px;" src="http://www.coloria.net/dig.art/kuvat/06anger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop &lt;b&gt;MUST&lt;/b&gt; be &lt;b&gt;FIXED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going down to Sunway Pyramid to get it looked at. According to Yu Foong, there's a LCD problem. It makes a weird beeping noise whenever I try to turn it on. I hope it isn't a motherboard problem, that means my laptop is completely beyond repair. Basically, I have to get a new one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUCKED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-1172786692811254028?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1172786692811254028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=1172786692811254028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1172786692811254028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1172786692811254028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/thats-such-douche-time-traveller-thing.html' title='That&apos;s such a douche time traveller thing to say.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-1938511125528267168</id><published>2009-08-26T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:48:50.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's light-speed, kid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zhippo.com/NathanKostechkoHOSTED/images/gallery/marsvolta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 443px;" src="http://www.zhippo.com/NathanKostechkoHOSTED/images/gallery/marsvolta.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(50, 29, 2); font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have my own particular sorrows, loves, delights; and you have yours.  But sorrow, gladness, yearning, hope, love, belong to all of us, in all times and in all places.  Music is the only means whereby we feel these emotions in their universality.&lt;/i&gt;  ~H.A. Overstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.viax.cl/7movicio/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/tool1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-1938511125528267168?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/1938511125528267168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=1938511125528267168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1938511125528267168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/1938511125528267168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/butterfly-effect.html' title='It&apos;s light-speed, kid.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-3651597794087209990</id><published>2009-08-26T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:24:28.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So i'm sorry you're always on my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SpQb-CefZQI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Lg1riwPV_uY/s1600-h/DSC05097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SpQb-CefZQI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Lg1riwPV_uY/s320/DSC05097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373951007990441218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're this &lt;b&gt;now&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SpQb9yMWgVI/AAAAAAAAAUg/LiAUrPxjxZ4/s1600-h/DSC00530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SpQb9yMWgVI/AAAAAAAAAUg/LiAUrPxjxZ4/s320/DSC00530.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373951003619393874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shy as fuck. We were this &lt;b&gt;before&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ever since she's been with me in KL, all we do is lie on the couch together, watch TV or listen to music. Oh and we cook too. But that's all i've really wanted to do. I've just wanted to sit at home and just be with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's funny how the majority of my posts are about her. It's just, that's all that's really been on my mind this entire time. Anna Chamberlain, you are an amazing person. We haven't been together for very long, but we've been "together" for ages. I love you. So much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being back in KL is great though. It's good to see the ol' gang again! Kiki, Veen, Mustafa, Gaby, Rafeh etc. I have this whole new vibe towards Kuala Lumpur now. I'm so much happier, comfortable, &lt;b&gt;physically&lt;/b&gt; AND&lt;i&gt; emotionally&lt;/i&gt; rested. Even though &lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt; will be going, I know things will be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss Brunei still though. Goddamn,  I really fucking do. Won't be long 'till i'm back though, back home again. I miss my parents. My house. My dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've got to study hard this semester. I really do. They've messed up my bursary and registration. Haha. &lt;b&gt;Typical&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Sleeping in my bed won't be the same.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/5914336987988852601-3651597794087209990?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/3651597794087209990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=3651597794087209990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3651597794087209990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/3651597794087209990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-im-sorry-youre-always-on-my-mind.html' title='So i&apos;m sorry you&apos;re always on my mind.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SpQb-CefZQI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Lg1riwPV_uY/s72-c/DSC05097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2781296225691230793</id><published>2009-08-20T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T03:18:47.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They say it keeps you young.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m128/AlexisVthe1/bw_YouAmazeMe-fingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 429px;" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m128/AlexisVthe1/bw_YouAmazeMe-fingers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We were watching TV together on the couch.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;She was lying on my lap, looking up at me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;She pursed her lips and said, 'kiss me'. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I looked down at her, I said 'I can't bend my back that far'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;She smiled. She said, "yes you can."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I bent in, thinking I was definitely NOT going to make it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;She lifted up her head, so she met me midway.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;We kissed. The rush, it was familiar from the first time our lips met.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;She said&lt;/i&gt;, '&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll always meet you half way.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never cease to &lt;b&gt;amaze&lt;/b&gt; me. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-2781296225691230793?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2781296225691230793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2781296225691230793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2781296225691230793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2781296225691230793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-say-it-keeps-you-young.html' title='They say it keeps you young.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-4186524247572970092</id><published>2009-08-16T04:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:39:20.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dimly lit staircase, laughter and cigarette smoke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Soccxa8TkzI/AAAAAAAAAUY/jrNIxzhPPnU/s1600-h/5368_120749143644_696823644_2513290_1262500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370292716034036530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Soccxa8TkzI/AAAAAAAAAUY/jrNIxzhPPnU/s320/5368_120749143644_696823644_2513290_1262500_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I haven't written a proper post in a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is going to be attempt to get something worth reading, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;em&gt;well at least my defintion of "worth" haha&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Summer has been great, but way too short for my liking. I feel like it was only yestrday that I was getting off the plane at Brunei airport. I don't know how i'm going to re-adjust to classes again. I've just got used to the idea of being able to sleep whenever I want and being able to wake up whenever I want. AH WELL at least I was able to enjoy about three months of that, i guess it is time to get back to the real world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parent's 35th wedding anniversary party was a few nights ago. I had a really good time and it was nice of Ma &amp;amp; Pa to let me invite my friends aswell. Of course, it ended up with a lot of drunk people. Not a bad thing mind you, it was just a sign that people were having fun. Nice amount of grog and a really nice dinner. There was a lot of food left, so Ma &amp;amp; Pa did the right thing and packed a lot of it up so I could eat it for breakfeast hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer is the end of Brunei being Brunei. Not that it will ever change for me, it will ALWAYS be home. It's just, everyone's moving away, starting their own life. Getting jobs, continuing with further education. We're going to be separated all of the world, UK, Australia, KL. At least with today's communication, it's really fucking hard to get out of contact with friends. Annie's going to Australia shortly after her stay with me in KL, so i'll be visiting Melbourne as much I can so I can see her and David. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So long Brunei. To &lt;em&gt;every &lt;/em&gt;moment that's made me laugh, to &lt;em&gt;every &lt;/em&gt;person that's made me smile. I owe who I&lt;em&gt; am&lt;/em&gt;, who I &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; be, to this place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-4186524247572970092?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/4186524247572970092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=4186524247572970092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4186524247572970092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/4186524247572970092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/dimly-lit-staircase-laughter-and.html' title='A dimly lit staircase, laughter and cigarette smoke.'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/Soccxa8TkzI/AAAAAAAAAUY/jrNIxzhPPnU/s72-c/5368_120749143644_696823644_2513290_1262500_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5914336987988852601.post-2883439246946504939</id><published>2009-08-14T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:47:58.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So i'm thinking of the ocean..</title><content type='html'>I was on YouTube today and I stumbled upon this video.&lt;br /&gt;It's a song called, "Ocean" by The John Butler Trio. It's just him with his 12-string guitar, there's no vocals it's just an instrumental and what's even better is that it's live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful piece of music, give it a watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6VAkOhXIsI0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6VAkOhXIsI0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5914336987988852601-2883439246946504939?l=diaryofabear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/feeds/2883439246946504939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5914336987988852601&amp;postID=2883439246946504939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2883439246946504939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5914336987988852601/posts/default/2883439246946504939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofabear.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-im-thinking-of-ocean.html' title='So i&apos;m thinking of the ocean..'/><author><name>Hamish the Bear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09457839025042380391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1JOQRlQvyrU/SvI33-fegUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/yecRQYtQQOM/S220/n508563731_1326481_3146.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
