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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-379829726752689080</id><published>2011-05-29T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T00:21:25.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pirates of The Carribean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Review: Pirates of  The Carribean: On Stranger Tides</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuerza943.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/pirates-of-the-caribbean-on-stranger-tides-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://fuerza943.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/pirates-of-the-caribbean-on-stranger-tides-poster.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously people, I just though I give me two penny worth of what I think of this Pirates. Especially since its been getting a huge amount of flak lately. People have been saying "show sucks", "show damn boring", "I FELL ASLEEP!", "No Bloom, No Keira Knightly show dies" yada yada...and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, before I start, this is purely my own thoughts. You don't bloody well have to agree with me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, "No Bloom, No Knightly", is a BLOODY GODSEND! In fact, the lovebirds' absence damn well made the who show ticked better. In Pirates 2 and 3, the antics of both Will Turner and Liz Swan were purely annoying and irritating. Especially Knightly's Swan who can't seem to not get in the way of Johnny "Awsome" Depp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, c'mon rite, the show is about pirates...like dohhh! Turner and Swan are not fit to be pirates. We want pirates to be bloodthirsty, cutthroats, sly conniving bastards who don't give a shit about anyone else. Definitely not pretty faces. So without the pair, the whole show suddenly feels more piratey than it ever been! Aye! Depp has always been brilliant and with Penelope Cruz as the Spanish cursing swashbuckling ex-nun, that like more than makes up for Bloom and Knightly's absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glamourvanity.com/photos/johnny-depp-penelope-cruz-pirates-of-the-caribbean-on-stranger-tides.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://www.glamourvanity.com/photos/johnny-depp-penelope-cruz-pirates-of-the-caribbean-on-stranger-tides.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aye! Captain Jack Sparrow is the real star of the series.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Now again people, to those who said they actually fell asleep, I just wanna ask...."You Blind Arrrr?"&lt;br /&gt;How can you ruddy fall asleep when there are....MERMAIDS!&lt;br /&gt;Ok sure they appeared for barely 10 minutes, 5 of which the turned into their demonic selves. But but...mermaids! c'mon...even if its just 2 minutes, that 2 minutes is enough to even safe the world.&lt;br /&gt;And come one.....Syrena's gotta be the cutest mermaid there ever is.....XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1.cdnds.net/10/50/550w_movies_potc4_trailer_25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://i1.cdnds.net/10/50/550w_movies_potc4_trailer_25.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Syrena: simply cuteness, MOE 100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And so you've got yourself a host of pretty awesome characters, dazzling performances by Johnny Depp as usual and with the supporting cast not bad themselves, its pretty much a great recipe for success.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, it was boring you said?&lt;br /&gt;Right so lets have a quick lookie at the plot.&lt;br /&gt;I actually found the plot pretty much engaging. from Angelica posing as Sparrow, to Sparrow's capture on &lt;i&gt;Queen Anne's Revenge&lt;/i&gt;, and that pretty hilarious attempted mutiny. It was A good.&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, a pirates movie is always usually themed with a quest to complete. Here, you have a quest, The elusive Fountain of Youth...oh which reminds me of Captain Teague's (Keith Richards) bloody hilarious line..."Does this face looks like its been to the fountain?" hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it boring? I really have no idea. My only theory is that A) &lt;b&gt;You are a Bloom fangirl and go ballistic over seeing Bloom on-stage&lt;/b&gt;...which urgh reminds me of friggin Legolas. Hence if no Bloom the show would suck for you. However, just FYI, your taste in men and movies would really suck BIG time if you're part of this category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) &lt;b&gt;You have a thing against pirates and Johnny Depp&lt;/b&gt; which I find highly unlikely. Depp is a crowd favourite. Thus it leads to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) &lt;b&gt;You simply have dreadful taste when it comes to judging movies...&lt;/b&gt;You're prolly one of those who went for Justin Bieber's Never Say Never (or something like that) and said it was bloody good. well sucks to be you. Cas if I were the Captain, you be walking the plank right this instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. my two penny worth. Hope it helps. And it also means...Go watch the damn movie! Worth every penny farthing you'll pay and you won't regret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-379829726752689080?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/379829726752689080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=379829726752689080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/379829726752689080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/379829726752689080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-pirates-of-carribean-on-stranger.html' title='Review: Pirates of  The Carribean: On Stranger Tides'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-9059506119310536359</id><published>2011-05-24T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T01:58:33.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maddi Jane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Get a grip people</title><content type='html'>Lots of rants lately. Guess thats what happens when you start growing old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways before that, lets have a.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.billboard.com/photos/stylus/1029979-maddi-jane617x409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://www.billboard.com/photos/stylus/1029979-maddi-jane617x409.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YXr7waNRBg/Tdar7Ohb8GI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/GdUaw9HqbB4/s320/Rolling+In+the+Deep+%2528Live%2529+-+Single.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YXr7waNRBg/Tdar7Ohb8GI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/GdUaw9HqbB4/s320/Rolling+In+the+Deep+%2528Live%2529+-+Single.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!! Maddi Jane! The brilliant 12-year-old whose voice is absolutely heavenly! Zomg she is shwoooooo cute! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right right back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently working as a sports journalist in the biggest English medium newspaper in Malaysia, The Star. And to be frank, I really love my job. Its what I have always dreamed of, to be in sports and I'm really living the dream now. As for the job, its not too tough really. Slightly different from being in the newsdesk though. But nevertheless the hours are relatively long depending on the days and the beat you're covering. Also its quite the demanding job because its totally independent whereby the editor do not hand you assignments. Rather you're expected to go out and sniff out your own stories daily and usually at least 2 stories will be expected of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately instead of being happy and excited for me, I have some rather sour grapes friends who assume my job is a piece of cake. True my work starts at 2pm and its a rather unorthodox job whereby I don't park my ass in the office the whole day. True there are days when my working hours is only an average of 4 hours. True that I do have quite a fair bit of free time in the office at times. And its also true that I usually go back earlier than the original stated working time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that, DOES NOT make my job any easier compared to a LAWYER, A SOFTWARE ENGINEER, A PR EXECUTIVE, A SALES EXECUTIVE OR AN ACCOUNTANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hello, you think I'm bloody free doing nothing much in the office but you won't know understand the kind of stress I face when its an absolutely dry day. If I don't produce a story or 2 a day, its my ass on the line. So when I say I'm in the office doing nothing, I'm actually doing a shitload of research and working through contacts trying to get something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think its damn fun ah, going out for assignments covering events or tournaments? Hello, i'm working for the record. I'm not out to enjoy a show or something. Its not easy covering an event as you'll need to be on the constant lookout for stories not to mention thick faced enough to approach total strangers. Think you can handle it? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just because there are times when i go back early means I'm not doing anything. In the sports desk we work as a team. There will be days when some of us are not required to write too much because of the lack of space hence the early trip home. But you don't see me when I actually work over hours, for example waking up a bloody 6 in the morning just to attend players' training and going home only 10-ish. And you don't see me when I actually work long stretches of 10 days plus whilst working on a story. Unlike you office people, my work is not a 5-day week whereby Sat, Sun you're guaranteed an offday. No sir, no such thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, don't bloody fucking criticise my job if you have really no fucking clue about it. Don't compare me to you who park your asses in the office, nicely comfortably in the air-cond room and leave work sharp at 6 everyday. Don't even bloody fucking try to say, "Eh...what work, you're basically relaxing, lepaking only..." because thats the worst insult you can give. If you like to complain about how senang my job is, why not quit yours and try mine? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for your info, for all the work we put in, we're still very much underpaid (me thinks). Right now i&amp;nbsp; may earn more than some of you, but thats only because of my rightful allowance. In 3-5 years I'll still be earning roughly the same amount as now whereby you'll be guaranteed promotion and will be earning twice of what I bring home. So literally you have no rights to complain whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are times when I say I damn free...but those days don't come by every day in the month. So bottom line is, if you don't know what the fuck you're talking about, don't say a fucking thing. No one is gonna say that you're dumb (can't speak).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now back to more Maddi Jane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-9059506119310536359?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/9059506119310536359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=9059506119310536359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/9059506119310536359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/9059506119310536359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2011/05/get-grip-people.html' title='Get a grip people'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8YXr7waNRBg/Tdar7Ohb8GI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/GdUaw9HqbB4/s72-c/Rolling+In+the+Deep+%2528Live%2529+-+Single.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7933724105745347795</id><published>2011-05-15T02:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T02:43:00.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D2Y'/><title type='text'>2AM thought of mind</title><content type='html'>I love her. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ev19JuP6hxc/Tc7HpQPSMPI/AAAAAAAAEzA/yeVm8LG5te4/s1600/liu-yi-fei-3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ev19JuP6hxc/Tc7HpQPSMPI/AAAAAAAAEzA/yeVm8LG5te4/s320/liu-yi-fei-3.bmp" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pwetty rite? how can anyone not like &lt;b&gt;Liu Yifei&lt;/b&gt;? hehe&lt;br /&gt;Anyways no I haven't watch A Chinese Ghost Story.....prolly will buy DVD only lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I got a D2Y meeting tomorrow where we will be meeting Star Metro in regards to our miss-earth Su-jin's Wesak Day greeness project so i should be heading to bed soon. Short post aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately, after being around in this life for the past 23 years, on what type of people I despise the most. Morons? Idiots? Bimbos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are good choices, but after a bit of thought, I figure that you can't really blame people for shortcomings that they are born with. What I can't really stand, and tops my list of "People I Dislike" are girls who just can't be themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many types of girls/women/ladies out there. And I really love being friends with simple honest ones. Cas they're so direct, they'll tell you when dislike some shit about you or when you piss them off. At least you know when to draw your line around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, a huge majority of ladies aren't like that. And its sad that most of them out there are ones who just can't be honest enough with themselves or people around them to save their own skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be &lt;b&gt;Type A&lt;/b&gt; - the ones who smile in front of you and act nice when around, act cute, manja a bit prolly cas they want a favor from you. But when you're out of eyeshot, they'll shooting daggers at you and bitching about your shortcoming. Fucking bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's &lt;b&gt;Type B&lt;/b&gt; - one who acts as if everything is fine even when you show genuine concern, she'll prolly go..."nothing."....or "never mind".....but then starts complaining on facebook or twitter the moment they reach home. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, &lt;b&gt;Type C&lt;/b&gt; - these are the most terrible ones....and the ones that i really sibeh beh tahan. they'll act manja in their cutesy voice, put on some girl power show in front of others and then on facebook or twitter they'll be posting all the "xoxo", "love you girls/babes", "mwacks" messages and status...like urgh....facebook is tainted enough already. We don't need to see constant over-loved messages on our news feed. Fuck off please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all I suppose. There are more I think, but I too darn sleepy to think now.&lt;br /&gt;And FYI, i DON'T hate girls. unless of course they're those within the 3 categories i mentioned. heh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you fit all three, then too bad la. Sucks to be you. Cas you're a bloody irritating and annoying bitch. Me thinks anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-7933724105745347795?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7933724105745347795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7933724105745347795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7933724105745347795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7933724105745347795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2011/05/2am-thought-of-mind.html' title='2AM thought of mind'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ev19JuP6hxc/Tc7HpQPSMPI/AAAAAAAAEzA/yeVm8LG5te4/s72-c/liu-yi-fei-3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-1317945792974775210</id><published>2011-05-11T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T02:28:45.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Speak your mind</title><content type='html'>I seriously think I'm misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some folks got beef with my attitude. Yes I'm cocky, arrogant, proud and confident. But that's because I can. But that also means I'm pretty direct when it comes to my verbal abuse. Not to mention honest. If I think you're stupid, you're most prolly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is prolly going to upset certain folks, but I don't really mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in speaking your mind. Therefore if i think you're stupid and useless, I'll tell you that. straight to your face. No turning corners and whatnots. If I think you're a nerd, you're a nerd. If I think you're lame, I'll prolly yell at you. If I think you're a fucking bimbo, well chances are I prolly won't even be bother to notice you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must also say I'm pretty impatient. If you're too stupid to understand what I'm trying to say, I'll lash out without any second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some folks have poor resistance to arrogant people like me. But like it or not, thats how I roll. If you don't like it, you're always welcomed to clear out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it takes one to know another. Only a person who is really cocky, arrogant, proud, confident etc will recognize another with the same traits. So if you're accusing me of such, chances are you're no better yourself. Well at least I admit I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-1317945792974775210?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/1317945792974775210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=1317945792974775210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1317945792974775210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1317945792974775210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2011/05/speak-your-mind.html' title='Speak your mind'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5141841697964411999</id><published>2011-03-06T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T02:31:31.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Fail</title><content type='html'>I think my life has been a failure. Well not my life life to be exact, but the relationship part of the equation.&lt;br /&gt;Going on 23 and I have never ever managed to bring a girl out on a date proper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I look at it, this situation kinda feels like.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQyUPuXgSNJrsyRuE1y9p3J8rToNkuIF1CFxbVHL_lZjTb52ugDdQ" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQyUPuXgSNJrsyRuE1y9p3J8rToNkuIF1CFxbVHL_lZjTb52ugDdQ" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has gotta be the umpteenth time I'm ranting on such an issue. Maybe its the night, maybe its because of that 5 hours afternoon nap I had earlier thats making my brainwaves go woozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it almost feels like whenever I start to fall for someone, I'm just pressing my own self-destruct button, or ordering a shitload of mess upon myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRpEiTN98fUeOqasEtwUqhj6bqL0k4GdDruIPGgDpV7Y6HPPTuVsA" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRpEiTN98fUeOqasEtwUqhj6bqL0k4GdDruIPGgDpV7Y6HPPTuVsA" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;yep, a shipment of fail indeed&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really such a lousy person? LOL *emo rants*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fine lah, whatever it is, I know when its time to use the phrase "&lt;b&gt;Accept Your Fate&lt;/b&gt;". With a job to look forward to starting tomorrow, I prolly be too busy anyways. Maybe its for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, bed time.&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5141841697964411999?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5141841697964411999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5141841697964411999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5141841697964411999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5141841697964411999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2011/03/fail.html' title='Fail'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-981565997514885149</id><published>2011-03-05T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T21:59:04.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>You change your mind ..like﻿ a Psycho bitch but the sex is good so i think i'll keep you around..um what?</title><content type='html'>Fucking hell man....who gives a rat's ass about Katy Perry when you have Woe, Is Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like Katy...but but but...now she sounds like a pirated version.hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Hot N' Cold - Woe, Is Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/qLeWbhJi94Y/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qLeWbhJi94Y&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qLeWbhJi94Y&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally kick ass shit.&lt;br /&gt;Do check out the lyrics as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is Katy Perry's version...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/9MjVWNFz1vc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9MjVWNFz1vc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9MjVWNFz1vc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a no contest man...&lt;br /&gt;Currently downloading both Punk Goes Pop Vol 2 &amp;amp; 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-981565997514885149?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/981565997514885149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=981565997514885149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/981565997514885149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/981565997514885149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-change-your-mind-like-psycho-bitch.html' title='You change your mind ..like﻿ a Psycho bitch but the sex is good so i think i&apos;ll keep you around..um what?'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5176367130580572233</id><published>2011-03-04T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T22:13:14.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Bang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iris'/><title type='text'>An Iris Review</title><content type='html'>Friday night, I'm still home. Listening to BigBang's Tonight on replay even though I'm no K-pop fan (its bloody catchy though). And the countdown to me starting work is less than 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been doing for this last week of my free-man-hood? I really wanted to do something awesome and crazy but it seemed that most of everyone are either working already or too busy with studies/assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how I ended up watching......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQGN3HquS1E7f26Fskskhf2epcdxydCpI7HaFDGij6AAE10_FKm_Q" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQGN3HquS1E7f26Fskskhf2epcdxydCpI7HaFDGij6AAE10_FKm_Q" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I know right, so not me indeed.&lt;br /&gt;But since it has been ages since I last watched K-dramas, I thought "heck why the hell not eh". Afterall, many of y'all may not know it, but I was at one time crazy over K-dramas and their friggin hot female leads, before I decided that it became too mushy and switched to animes...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Iris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a little background research on Iris beforehand. Seems to be one of the biggest budget K-drama to date (the other being its spin-off sequel, &lt;i&gt;Athena&lt;/i&gt;) and therefore I was pretty confident it should be good. Afterall, high octane spy action thrillers with Storm Shadow@Lee Byung-hun was definitely a recipe for success. Think Asian Jason Bourne aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTz_d0TmpUZVfk_7Xzf_XIwrO2Hk8xQ1C_hu9v00RZgZBsCe0R4" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTz_d0TmpUZVfk_7Xzf_XIwrO2Hk8xQ1C_hu9v00RZgZBsCe0R4" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series captivated me with its explosive start, with Lee playing top South Korean secret agent Kim Hyun-jun who received an individual mission to&amp;nbsp;assassinate the Prime Minister of&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;North Korea in Budapest (not Kim Jong-il btw) and succeeded in doing so. That however proved to be his downfall as he was soon cast away from the his boss apparent and agency who ordered him to do and left to fend for himself against North Korean security agents lead by the brilliant Kim Seung-woo who are determined to hunt him down and kill him as well as the local Hungarian police (funny, I never knew North Korea had good ties with foreign nations).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Iris did well by kicking off with such a bang, ministers dying, high powered sniper rifles, cool calm assassins, and lots of explosions and kickass action. And that was only the first 15 minutes. If it had started off with some boring ass old men talking or love scenes I would've definitely tuned off and written Iris off as a no-go. Good for them really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats just about as good as it is, because for the next 40mins of the first ep as well as the next 2-3 episodes I'm served with back story after back story and tonnes of lovey-dovey mush mush scenes. Which I conveniently skipped a load of it once it got too unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit to Iris however, they maintained a good balanced of action and love scenes (good balance = 70% action, 30% love). It picked up well into the series and never really looked back. There were some slow parts and some really really draggy scenes. But its K-drama afterall, can't really blame em'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action was good too, even though some parts were abit unrealistic as it seemed as though the baddies suffered from &lt;b&gt;Storm-trooper Syndrome&lt;/b&gt;, being unable to shoot accurately despite being armed to the teeth. And I'm not referring to your run-of-the-mill villians. These are supposed to be top assassins from all over the world. With such a CV, I was kinda disappointed they ended up being regular canon fodder. Nevertheless, my favourite scene was the shootout at Kwang Hwa-men. Lee Byung-hun kicking ass. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, despite that, I was also slightly disappointed with the plot build-up. It felt as though the series climaxed too early and the writers were trying to keep the flow going but suddenly realised that they didn't have enough episodes to work with and it ended up with a kinda rushed ending. And I totally didn't like the cliffhanger ending (yes its a cliffhanger), Nu-uh...no way in hell its ended just like that. Definitely points deducted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the issue of realism. i'm not very familiar with the Korean&amp;nbsp;peninsular&amp;nbsp;history so I'm quite uncertain on the fact that North-South secret agents can just cross the border *like that*. And they had to make the "Dear Leader" of North Korea a female eh...guess there was some feminism act going on. Guns. Bloody hell, it seemed as though handguns run on infinite bullets. A regular clip has about 12 shots, however if you count properly, it seemed as though they take 15-20 shots before reloading a clip and then shoot till the scene ends. Bollocks eh. Thats one thing that really ticked me off. Get the gun facts straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters wise, Lee Byung-hun was bloody brilliant. Yes he is ugly. But he is damn manly, and I'm definitely &lt;b&gt;GAR&lt;/b&gt; for him. Kim So-yeon was also amazing as the second female lead and I really thought she should've had more *ahem* going with Lee Byung-hun, which brings us to the leading female, Kim Tae-hee. I hated her. Not her her, but her character. Yeh she's amazing pretty but her character really sucked. Try picturing this, from an expert counter-terrorist profiler who's such a tough nut at the start of the series, the moment she gets together with Lee Byung-hun, she goes all mushy and soft and spend a big half of the series being emo, crying, and pathetically chasing after Lee. Typical K-drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTteZq50DQ5mohCPEPMW1xf9a-x1ZrGDKF-T-lUiiR7Qn3KxBGD" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTteZq50DQ5mohCPEPMW1xf9a-x1ZrGDKF-T-lUiiR7Qn3KxBGD" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the villians, the Baek San character was friggin awesome. He's not evil evil because he does spout some righteous crap but the way he is portrayed and acted out by Kim Yeong-cheol was three thumbs up really. In contrast, Jung Joon-ho as the second lead turned baddie Jin Sa-woo was totally pathetic. His reason for turning to the dark side was so pathetic and so typically K-drama that somehow you just can't hate him and even feel for him when he gets shot by a whole lot of bullets. Now T.O.P of Big Bang as Vic the mysterious assassin was one character I was actually looking forward to see in action. However for T.O.P fans, you can be bloody disappointed because he gets so little screen time (despite being named as one of the lead cast) and so little dialogues that he's practically as good as cannon fodder. Even in the scene where he's killed, all he got to do was smirk like a jackass and spout some nonsensical crap how about he will die, before being killed off by Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a good watch. Memorable in some scenes, worthy of keeping, but not the best action thriller to be honest. Too many mushy scenes plus a lack of proper realism totally ruins it. But despite that, I'll still be looking forward to &lt;b&gt;Iris 2 &lt;/b&gt;because I believe Lee Byung-hun's character definitely aint dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 6 out of 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5176367130580572233?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5176367130580572233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5176367130580572233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5176367130580572233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5176367130580572233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2011/03/iris-review.html' title='An Iris Review'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5089096994544452289</id><published>2011-02-16T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T02:14:45.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>And so....</title><content type='html'>Its Feb 16th already. 3 more days until my convocation come Saturday. You can bet i'm damn excited, gan jeong and i'm so definitely looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having met the awesome crazy as hell Joy Seng &amp;amp; the big man Riz earlier, I came to realize that it has been a grand 6 months since I left that haven called Liverpool. The 3 months I spent there were the best damn time in my life and without knowing it, I suddenly find myself fast forwarded to reality, now, 6 months later and it has been 5 months since I touched down in KLIA after a fantastic experience touring Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I feel life has been a drag for me. A &lt;b&gt;HUGE&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;majority of my friends from LJMU have already gotten jobs and are earning their own keep already. Me? I've been stuck jobless for as long as it could've been, (soon to change though) and i haven't really been doing anything proper. In other words, I have been a bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I've really been doing nothing, sitting at home and goyang kaki 24/7 lah. There were D2YC camps, and whole bunch of other stuff to keep me busy a bit here and there, but thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dread the moment I start work. (Yes mark the calenders peeps! March 7th is the day Zheng becomes jobless no more) Not that I'm afraid or anything, but it just means that life is bringing me forward and with each day, starting from the day I begin work, I will be ageing just a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm quite the paranoid about ageing. I have always feared that I will live out my youth without really experiencing life and seeing the world. Well I've seen the world, Europe mostly, but I've yet to experience life proper during my youth. Thats what I'm really afraid of. That I'll miss doing things that only college kids could do, not young working adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats life right? And you've just gotta get on with it. Ironically, despite dreading the day I start work, I'm also eagerly anticipating it. Call me confused and messed up, but its true. Weird donchathink? Why am I anticipating it you ask? The answer's pretty simple. Its my dream job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, coming back to the convocation this Sat. It will be a great moment for me I suppose. I'm proud to say that despite getting shite results, I'm still pretty pleased with myself. 4 and a half years of study. That was heck of a long time. And knowing how easily I can get distracted whenever studies is involved, I'm delighted to have been able to get through all that. Studying will now no longer exist in my dictionary, until a few years later when I &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;decide to do my Masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, i think i should prolly go sleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5089096994544452289?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5089096994544452289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5089096994544452289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5089096994544452289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5089096994544452289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-so.html' title='And so....'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4116621837901321888</id><published>2011-01-14T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T05:48:28.144+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too much free time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><title type='text'>How do Names get its Name...</title><content type='html'>5am, and Kimberly Wyatt's Candy keep playing on repeat. Just another one of those awesome nights when sleep is irrelevant and I entered Superman mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I had a pretty meaningful chat with my bro Aizyl earlier, a little something on names and how it came to be. Don't ask me how the conversation started cas if you ask no questions, i'll tell no lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways we were having this chat on how animals get their names. Take &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;frogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;for example...why frogs? Do they really look froggish? Does it sound froggish? Not really no. But now that it has been called a frog for so long, when the word frog enters your brain, you'll prolly imagine something small, slippery, slimy, prolly ugly with its long whip-like tongue and goes "ribbit..ribbit...ribbit" all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TS9x1z_Hu-I/AAAAAAAAELg/2cIPZi16MVI/s1600/frogs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TS9x1z_Hu-I/AAAAAAAAELg/2cIPZi16MVI/s1600/frogs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ribbit ribbit...do i look like a Frog? Nooooo!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lets look at &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;hyenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. We know that they're the bloody bums of the animal society, feeding off scraps, but nevertheless cunning and when they come in packs...well best you clear off. But really, hyenas? Who in the right mind named them hyenas to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TS9x4rthcyI/AAAAAAAAELk/D5p-gQO41Pw/s1600/hyenas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TS9x4rthcyI/AAAAAAAAELk/D5p-gQO41Pw/s1600/hyenas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty sure they look hyena-ish to me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my grand understanding, the situation is now such; the animals have now defined the words instead of the words defining the animal. I supposed no one really know why they're calling a frog, frog or a hyena, hyena. But you'll know what it means when someone calls you a frog. It means you're ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my man Aizly had an even better explanation, or more like a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why not," says he, "We call animals by the sounds they make...just like &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Pokemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;Like Pikachu. no complications there since it just goes "Pika Pika...Pikachuuuuuuuu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TS9x7AqkkaI/AAAAAAAAELo/o0zsIHJp-q0/s1600/pikachu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TS9x7AqkkaI/AAAAAAAAELo/o0zsIHJp-q0/s1600/pikachu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TS9x9qzSRgI/AAAAAAAAELs/Xe-jSKmqeA8/s1600/meowth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TS9x9qzSRgI/AAAAAAAAELs/Xe-jSKmqeA8/s320/meowth.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Or Meowth.&lt;br /&gt;Or Charmander.&lt;br /&gt;Or even better still, Slowking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody genius right?&lt;br /&gt;So I suppose we can frogs &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Ribbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, because thats all the noise they make.&lt;br /&gt;or dogs, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Wooffers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, because they woof....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes life so much more less complicated don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;I certainly do. Cheers! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-4116621837901321888?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4116621837901321888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4116621837901321888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4116621837901321888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4116621837901321888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-do-names-get-its-name.html' title='How do Names get its Name...'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TS9x1z_Hu-I/AAAAAAAAELg/2cIPZi16MVI/s72-c/frogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-1787025025604744315</id><published>2010-11-08T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T02:36:32.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chelsea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>No excuses!</title><content type='html'>Well obviously I'm referring to the Liverpool v Chelsea game that just ended a sweet 20 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, let me just say this. Congratulations Poo-boys, y'all finally stopped the Blue Ruski funded machine. By no means an easy feat. As for Torres, those 2 goals were sublime, pure class and you're now getting back to the Torres of old. Maybe we'll see you here at Stamford Bridge come January, but hey thats another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i don't think we played bad. Liverpool outplayed us tonight, and thats about it. Just a slight blip on the mark with no real setback because at the end of the day, we're still top of the table and thats what matters, regardless whether is it just a 2-point lead or 3-point or even 5-points. Hopefully Poo can kickstart their season from here, because as much as I dislike them, their fans deserve better, seeing that Poo fans are some of the more nonchalant and easygoing ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, no excuses for the loss, from a fan's perspective. We were outplayed and thats that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what i don't really like from the outcome of this match and even prior to it, was how Man U supporters suddenly turned Poo fans. Real sweet of them aren't they? Its pretty annoying in a way, because whilst I understand Poo fans' need to win and their cheer, the cheers coming from Man U fans especially all over Facebook simply shows what type of supporter they are and how shallow can they be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lines like "tonight I'm a Liverpool fan".....urgh c'mon you guys are supposed to be great rivals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given the same situation, I would've never prayed and hoped for Spurs or Arsenal to win in order to hand Chelsea an advantage. Thats what it means to have a derby rivalry. And therefore it really irks me when instead of Poo fans, i get Man U fans taunting me for Chelsea's loss. What a sweet irony ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, once again, good job Liverpool, but bottom line is, we're still top. Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-1787025025604744315?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/1787025025604744315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=1787025025604744315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1787025025604744315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1787025025604744315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-excuses.html' title='No excuses!'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5711608431368458728</id><published>2010-11-02T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T01:39:26.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oktoberfest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Oktoberfest, There is a Difference</title><content type='html'>and a huge one that is. Let me describe and explain.&lt;br /&gt;Prior to my Munich stop for Oktoberfest, where the whole festival came about backlog some 200 years ago as a wedding&amp;nbsp;commemoration&amp;nbsp;of sorts, I always thought that the Oktoberfest celebration at 1U was pretty damn awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why shouldn't it be? RM1 for a beer. Its hard to fine such prices really, even if its just a limited amount of bottles. Well back then you were allowed to buy a bottle of RM1 beer and chug it down instantly before&amp;nbsp;queuing up to buy another. Now you can't do that. each person's tied to a limit of just 1 purchase per day. Which is pretty sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM7zb8rN7cI/AAAAAAAADp4/xHdD3GLc400/s1600/IMG_7326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM7zb8rN7cI/AAAAAAAADp4/xHdD3GLc400/s320/IMG_7326.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;But hey its still good right? Even if its just one bottle. Its the price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one really complained and everyone had a good time. And once people get woozy from beer and thrash talk during the event, they'll start buying more and more beer. Premium beers. Darn good marketing strategy if you asked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon, problems arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, you may be at a bloody awesome drinking event with great drinking friends like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM70n_26pLI/AAAAAAAADp8/gBAp-88pels/s1600/IMG_7315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM70n_26pLI/AAAAAAAADp8/gBAp-88pels/s320/IMG_7315.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM70pNEtEqI/AAAAAAAADqA/HZ7hdleekmE/s1600/IMG_7339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM70pNEtEqI/AAAAAAAADqA/HZ7hdleekmE/s320/IMG_7339.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet, if you looked closely, you would've noticed something pretty obvious, and important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PLACE IS FRIGGIN EMPTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd for such an important drinking festival that is rightfully celebrated, there is a serious lack of atmosphere. Tables are empty, people are drinking from pathetic bottles, and the music, well lets not even go into there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has to be done, and fast. either more free and cheap beer has to be given out or the prices of premium beer must be reduced drastically. there is absolutely no benefits in keeping beer prices so high. Its bad for the economy, trust me. Even a kindergarten kid can tell you that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM73F5uwBhI/AAAAAAAADqE/0OtiDsCg5V0/s1600/IMG_7324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM73F5uwBhI/AAAAAAAADqE/0OtiDsCg5V0/s320/IMG_7324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM73GRPf7uI/AAAAAAAADqI/KQkxjIv_rkw/s1600/IMG_7329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM73GRPf7uI/AAAAAAAADqI/KQkxjIv_rkw/s320/IMG_7329.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See how sad it is? It feels more like a Chinese wedding buffet rather than a famous beer festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Munich on the other hand, was simply amazing. What can I say, thats where it all started afterall, 200 years ago. From the people, to the food, the ladies, oh and of course, the steins of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs796.snc4/67683_453613902249_697447249_5362176_4247119_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs796.snc4/67683_453613902249_697447249_5362176_4247119_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs410.ash2/68833_453614392249_697447249_5362199_3035230_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs410.ash2/68833_453614392249_697447249_5362199_3035230_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM74iHRgS_I/AAAAAAAADqM/4ys9iuAUgKo/s1600/hong+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM74iHRgS_I/AAAAAAAADqM/4ys9iuAUgKo/s320/hong+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM74i9F5LqI/AAAAAAAADqU/BHm4okBCLPA/s1600/IMG_5731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM74i9F5LqI/AAAAAAAADqU/BHm4okBCLPA/s320/IMG_5731.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the stein, one bloody full liter of beer. Amazing aint it? and the pork knuckle, simply the best.&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly of all was the atmosphere which was way different. Here Oktoberfest is a big thing and thousands and thousands of people from all over flock to Munich during that period for the drinking. They drink, they sing and they make merry. All in all, a good day's work in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, for that chance to finally visit Munich and experience a &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oktoberfest, I couldn't be happier. It felt like a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, every good drinking session must have good drinking buddies, and with that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS! PROST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM766yT-SHI/AAAAAAAADqg/rpO7-RgBwNk/s1600/hong+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM766yT-SHI/AAAAAAAADqg/rpO7-RgBwNk/s320/hong+2.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM767zU4OEI/AAAAAAAADqk/Gu8zlpC1iNM/s1600/hong+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM767zU4OEI/AAAAAAAADqk/Gu8zlpC1iNM/s320/hong+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM768pEpjYI/AAAAAAAADqo/1rU-mEjXIgs/s1600/IMG_5727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM768pEpjYI/AAAAAAAADqo/1rU-mEjXIgs/s320/IMG_5727.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PREGO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5711608431368458728?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5711608431368458728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5711608431368458728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5711608431368458728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5711608431368458728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/11/oktoberfest-there-is-difference.html' title='Oktoberfest, There is a Difference'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TM7zb8rN7cI/AAAAAAAADp4/xHdD3GLc400/s72-c/IMG_7326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-2424651497134290106</id><published>2010-10-22T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:58:46.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><title type='text'>Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>As I reflect back on my 22 days camping across Europe,&amp;nbsp;friends would usually ask me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Dude, so what did you do la for 22 days?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats the part where i usually start scratching my head. 22 days? really? It was that long? It felt like only a week seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See here's the thing. I spent most of my of time on trip drinking with my Topdeck travel mates, thats basically what I did for almost the entire trip. Absinthe, sambuca, jaegermeister, beer, i've drank it all. In fact at one point it was so much, i literally passed out and woke up the next morning without any clue what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was in Rome, and that is another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can't be that boring as to not do anything of significant fun, so enter Amsterdam, the last stop of me 22 days camping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TMED_O86l8I/AAAAAAAADl4/uuiK4Vt4Y8o/s1600/IMG_6312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TMED_O86l8I/AAAAAAAADl4/uuiK4Vt4Y8o/s320/IMG_6312.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful city, full of bikes, pretty ladies all round. So whats so good about it? To start off, they have these cheeky alleys where gorgeous ladies wink and blink and wave at ya to come get some. Heck just thinking back gets me thinking about the scenarios of "what if". But for 80euros for 20 mins, i'mma pass. Not a chance hunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats not all there is in the liberal city of Amsterdam. They also have these distinctive "other coffeeshops" that don't just sell you coffee and can be identified easily by sniffing the air. Smell it yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TMEGrt0jIEI/AAAAAAAADmA/A89-xkKqbBk/s1600/weed+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TMEGrt0jIEI/AAAAAAAADmA/A89-xkKqbBk/s320/weed+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TMEGq-5cDOI/AAAAAAAADl8/dELwS3KsUkw/s1600/weed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TMEGq-5cDOI/AAAAAAAADl8/dELwS3KsUkw/s320/weed.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeaaa mon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i sure aint no pothead, but for the sake of the so-called cultural experience.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me fill you in a little on the "weed experience" in Amsterdam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, especially as portrayed in movies, weed is not exactly legal in Amsterdam. Sure the Dutch are very tolerant, and its a very liberal country but apparently if you numbnuts enough to walk along the streets smoking pot, and by the very good luck of yours that cozzers happen to pass by, you're done, and you'll prolly find your ass in jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the term is called &lt;b&gt;de-criminalized&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;or something. Meaning whilst the Dutch are very tolerant towards potheads, its only legal if you smoke it in coffeeshops. Anywhere else and you're just asking for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for you though, it seems that rules are meant to be broken. There are tons of people smoking weed along the streets. I still remember how as I was trying to catch up to my group in the winding alleys of Amsterdam's Red Light District, 2 black dudes stopped me asking for a light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure," i thought, being the good Samaritan as always. I figured he wanted to light a cig so why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when he whipped out this huge ass self rolled joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cozzers were right behind not too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they started to chat with me. Whilst slowly repairing the damaged joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love Malaysia! I Malaysiaaa too", says he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cozzers are right behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. Hurry up you two idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you mon! you da man", they go off. The cozzers turn in a different direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. That was close i suppose. Part of life experience to get scared and feel like you're doomed. But we all move on don't we? Now to rejoin my group and head to the pub crawl i was supposed to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-2424651497134290106?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/2424651497134290106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=2424651497134290106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2424651497134290106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2424651497134290106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/10/amsterdam.html' title='Amsterdam'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/TMED_O86l8I/AAAAAAAADl4/uuiK4Vt4Y8o/s72-c/IMG_6312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7481830605719717970</id><published>2010-10-21T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T04:17:27.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><title type='text'>Huzzzzah!!! I'm Fired Up!!!!......NOT!!!!</title><content type='html'>What. Got a problem with it? Sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm back from my stint abroad. 3 months "studying" in the UK, and a month&amp;nbsp;gallivanting across Europe like as if money comes from trees and not my parent's pockets.&amp;nbsp;What to do, thats the life eh.&lt;br /&gt;Well don't get me wrong, I'm not some bastard child who is thick faced enough to stretch out my hands and ask for more money from me folks on a whim. Its an advanced loan as I prefer to call it, and right now, on the wee hours of Oct 21st, 2010, I'm actually RM15, 000 in debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I DON'T HAVE A FRIGGIN JOB YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which really can't be blamed on anyone but meself. I'm just that lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that i intend to be, but I do think that I deserve a "short" break. Travelling's really tiring yer know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I'm back and almost 2 weeks into my reintroduction into home in Malaysia once again, I figure its bout time i busy myself doing something meaningful. &lt;b&gt;LIKE GETTING A JOB&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But getting a job aside, I realized whilst writing this supposedly meaningful blog, that my writing has really become plain and dull and boring and...oh well, lets not spoil my market anymore. Side effects of education i think. Writing assignments throughout my 3 months in Liverpool has quite spectacularly killed off any sort of creativity in writing that I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;THANK YOU IQBAL AKHTAR, YOU HAPPY NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. that was a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, what I'm trying to say now, is, &lt;b&gt;DO LOOK FORWARD TO MORE POSTS&lt;/b&gt; from tomorrow henceforth. Gotta rediscover my touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! Prego! Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-7481830605719717970?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7481830605719717970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7481830605719717970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7481830605719717970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7481830605719717970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/10/huzzzzah-im-fired-upnot.html' title='Huzzzzah!!! I&apos;m Fired Up!!!!......NOT!!!!'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-1570882970452162051</id><published>2010-08-16T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T14:17:53.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Dumbass</title><content type='html'>yes me. for the pure simple reason of not knowing how to do things right and get it right the first time around. Even if it may be something as simple as singing "ABC".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should've been something i dealt with a long time ago. Yet i did not, now it has gotten worse and i'm bearing the full brunt of it. Now i am currently in a limbo, whether to go ahead and do what i need to do even at such a late stage, probably a stage beyond cure and in the meantime breaking my most important principle in life. That or i just leave it as it is, and go through that series of mental torture i so frequently face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, i have no idea how i always land myself in such a position. i supposed part of it is because i'm such a thinker, and i tend to think too much. too much for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why me? i always ask myself such a question. is it my face? my attitude? or karma? heck if i know, and i sure as hell wish that i did know. Life would've been alot easier then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-1570882970452162051?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/1570882970452162051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=1570882970452162051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1570882970452162051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1570882970452162051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/08/dumbass.html' title='Dumbass'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-1561868921994298510</id><published>2010-06-20T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T09:27:26.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LJMU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liverpool'/><title type='text'>In Liverpool and i'm tired</title><content type='html'>Of doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not exactly nothing. i've hit a few clubs and been drinking like crazy. (Beer here is dirt cheap. drinking water is definitely more expensive)&lt;br /&gt;But what i'm really tired of is that I'm supposed to be busy doing my mountain-high pile of assignments, starting from the Audience essay to my mini thesis, but yet I'm still doing nothing worthwhile. Add that to seeing a few hardworking people around me surround themselves with books and journals is quite the tension. And i really hate tension moments and pressure, unless its pressure that i give myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, i'm somewhat de-motivated and de-spirited. Which is not helped at all by that crappy marks i got for my first module assignments which saw me barely get a 2.2 grade. Instead of trying to pick myself up, all i've been doing thus far is complain complain complain. Totally unbecoming. especially for a sore loser such as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a brighter note, life here at Liverpool has been great. Maybe a lil too great, too comfy. And since i'm of the JR background back at TARC, which is really small and kinda non-noticeable, i really like it that i get to mix with a bunch of other people. and there has really been a bunch a cool and awesome people to lepak with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really miss home by the way, but i really do miss my D2Y gang. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i guess i should i hit the bed. 2.30am already and my plan is to read up on backlog work tomorrow. Don't know whether i'll be uploading pictures or not cas most of it are on Facebook already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeh, short post. thats about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-1561868921994298510?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/1561868921994298510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=1561868921994298510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1561868921994298510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1561868921994298510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-liverpool-and-im-tired.html' title='In Liverpool and i&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7888504283080586036</id><published>2010-02-08T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:30:48.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>This is not a Rant</title><content type='html'>Yes lemme say it once again, that this is not a rant, or anything of that sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to make it clear to people out there, that I value my friends more than anything else in the world, maybe even more than family. fucked up as it may be though, it is true. i'll put friends over anything else if it comes down to a choice. I think I've also said it before, but once I consider someone a friend, he/she will be a friend for lfe. Maybe i'm naive, but thats how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, with that being said, I really hate seeing my friends fall into a slump, be it mentally or physically, and if i know someone's going through a bad patch, i am the type who will show support and concern despite my brutish and barbaric behavior at times. Call me meddlesome and "kepo"if y'all like, but fact is, i can't stand watching friends getting all down and doing nothing for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore sometimes i feel quite disappointed when friends of mine brush off my concern as merely "a-want-to-know" feeling. I really don't understand how can people think that the genuine concern that i show can be attributed to me being a future reporter and its just part of my "job" nature to pry into people's private life and spread word to the whole world. I'm not that type of person, fyi, and its quite disappointing that people should see me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit, that i am also a very sensitive person at times, despite my outwards personality, and sometimes i feel hurt/insulted when I'm being taken for granted. I really dislike it when i try to show support and help, but in return i get words of reply that do not reflect the actual situation. I am not complaining, i just feel that I'm constantly misunderstood, and sometimes its a bit hurting on my part, especially after i give it everything i've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, that doesn't change my approach towards how i treat my friends. i just hope that sometimes, they try to understand my intentions better before jumping to any sort of silly conclusions and rejecting good faith from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there yer go, i hope this post is a lil bit more enlightening on who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-7888504283080586036?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7888504283080586036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7888504283080586036' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7888504283080586036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7888504283080586036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-not-rant.html' title='This is not a Rant'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-8984795607056547241</id><published>2010-01-30T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:57:33.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic films'/><title type='text'>Epic Films</title><content type='html'>The word that most of us misunderstands, and misuse these days, is - Epic. well to a certain extent that is. The definition of epic from the dictionary means:&lt;br /&gt;1) something heroic, majestic or impressively great&lt;br /&gt;2) of unusual great size or extent : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a crime wave of epic proportions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However a case of overuse has made epic a word that describes almost any situation that is considered stunning/shocking/loss of words to describe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, you'll get kids sitting at the mamak yakking away when suddenly one of them goes: "Damn epic la that game just now! fuiyoh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or you'll get dialogues such as&lt;br /&gt;"eh guys! check out my new phone! i tell you ah, gile EPIC weih!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the pic? Am not saying its totally wrong, to a certain extent its kinda correct, KINDA, but still not properly used. and when its overkill, it starts to get irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, did i mentioned that Epic was one of my favourite words? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, moving on. Epic films.&lt;br /&gt;Epic films, in its proper definition, refers to a genre of film that emphasizes on human drama on a grand scale. An epic movie is usually set during a time of war or other societal crisis and it covers a long span of time. The central conflict of an epic film is also usually seen as having far reached effects, prolly changing the course of history. the main character in the film is also central to the resolution of this conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, thats what it means by epic film. not simply because a show is damn good or damn yeng. the common misunderstanding is such. Its gotten to the point where i even hear teenage gals going, "Omg Omg, Twilight is damn epic weih! Oooooh Edward is sooooo cute!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puh-lease. this are times when i just feel like slapping those random ppl. How can Twilight even qualify as epic? totally nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways a few examples of what a proper epic film is are films like Avatar, Saving Private Ryan, The Passion of Christ, The Good The Bad The Ugly, Titanic, 300, Red Cliff, Schindler's List, Troy, The Last Samurai, Godfather, The Dark Knight, even the Harry Potter series and the soon to be release Robin Hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, even anime like Gurren Lagann and Guin Saga are considered epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they epic? well, im kinda lazy to explain each 1-by1, so just use the brains a little to think back. compare it with the explaination i've given, and you'll prolly figure it out. If even then also you don't understand, then maybe you should stop watching movies. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats about it for epic films. i do hope ppl read and properly understand the meaning of epic films, and not call everyone slightly decent movie "Epic". (Naturally, i mean myself too.XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thats all for now&lt;br /&gt;cheerios.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Btw, my definition of epic films came from Wiki. in case someone tries to hantam me. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-8984795607056547241?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/8984795607056547241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=8984795607056547241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8984795607056547241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8984795607056547241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/01/epic-films.html' title='Epic Films'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-6615784888857957118</id><published>2010-01-28T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:16:17.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chelsea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Chelsea v Birmingham</title><content type='html'>its been a long while since i stayed up late to watch a game, and with 5 mins in, a scene like this (below) is most welcoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/S2FhHsmcF1I/AAAAAAAADWk/gaPBd8J6c5I/s1600-h/blues+v+brum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/S2FhHsmcF1I/AAAAAAAADWk/gaPBd8J6c5I/s320/blues+v+brum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431729410444891986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 mins into the game, against an in-form Birmingham City who was on a 15-match unbeaten run, Joe Cole outpace, outstripped Lee Bowyer on the right hand side to chip a delightful cross for Flo Malouda to spring back and head the ball into the net, past a totally exposed Joe Hart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that basically set up the whole mood of the game. i was pretty much dozing off every 10 minutes or so, but i can still clearly remember how well the Blue Machine steamrolled the Brums. 32 mins gone, Franky Lampard took a square pass from Ze German. One touch and one arrowed shot later, the ball was nestling in the corner of the net. the Birmingham defense basically stood him off, which was a fatal mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the whole team played immensely well, even Deco the lazy insipid bugga who somehow seemed to have found his calling playing at the base of CA's diamond, as the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;regatista&lt;/span&gt; or deep lying playmaker. it was good to see Deco snapping at the heels of the Birmingham attackers like a terrier and spraying balls out for his more attack minded teammates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Lampard scored his second goal, a sweet drive after galloping 60 yards or so, eating up turf with his long strides to meet Malouda's pass after Chelsea had broken free on the counter, we were already safely and impressively sitting on the top of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Arsenal dropping points and picking up a couple of injuries, and Man Utd adding another match fixture into this crucial period, and with Drogba due back soon, things are all looking sweet for us. it is time for us to claim back the BPL trophy, once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTBFFH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-6615784888857957118?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/6615784888857957118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=6615784888857957118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6615784888857957118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6615784888857957118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/01/chelsea-v-birmingham.html' title='Chelsea v Birmingham'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/S2FhHsmcF1I/AAAAAAAADWk/gaPBd8J6c5I/s72-c/blues+v+brum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7193043804612046640</id><published>2010-01-02T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:02:23.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009 recap'/><title type='text'>2009 in Recap</title><content type='html'>I really really really don't know what the hell did i do for the whole of last year. I can remember the bigger details, but for all the minor stuff, I really don't remember at all. Signs of age I supposed, or maybe i just have problems with my brain capacity, since i can't seem to remember things that needs to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academically, it has been a pretty piss poor year. Failing statistics for the second time (although that really isn't my fault), and even failing corporate communications kinda rounds it up. And the process of doing my recently completed thesis was not an enjoyable one. That being said, I'm not the typical hardworking kinda student, and i only get into serious mode when the situation calls for it. Again, with that said, i still enjoy (sort of) doing assignments late, cas thats when i can really produce something worthwhile. Ask my bestie Rae, i'm sure she'll give you a more or less answer. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was also the year in which i started my internship - a 3 months period at The Star Publications. It was a fantastic learning experience, and it gave me more insight on whether should I be a journalist/reporter in the future. Well i loved the job, loved the hustle and bustle and I will definitely be a journalist once I grad, given the opportunity. Although i most certainly do not want to cover general news. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my 3 months there, i am really glad to have learned what i could, and i really appreciated the advice and words of wisdom from some super awesome seniors / editors. Cheers to you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, i also went on 2 Genting trips with my class/course mates. Why is 2? i don't know also. haha. But it was the first times that we went somewhere as a group, considering the fact that most times, we only planned and nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Sz7MLa4es4I/AAAAAAAADMQ/PUdxOuDoWBE/s1600-h/IMG_5023.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/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Sz7MLa4es4I/AAAAAAAADMQ/PUdxOuDoWBE/s320/IMG_5023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421995497967498114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The first trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Sz7L7AEp6uI/AAAAAAAADMA/H86JbVHq3Rs/s1600-h/IMG_3166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Sz7L7AEp6uI/AAAAAAAADMA/H86JbVHq3Rs/s320/IMG_3166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421995215892900578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The second trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually literally going through my hard disk, checking picture dates in order to remember what went on this year. damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D2Y! I can't forget you guys!! 2009 was also a fantastic year for D2Y. We had so many awesome activities and the bonding with you guys took a step further. Especially this group :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Sz7Pa5Sh2pI/AAAAAAAADMY/e0kdbFJR0cs/s1600-h/IMG_6028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Sz7Pa5Sh2pI/AAAAAAAADMY/e0kdbFJR0cs/s320/IMG_6028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421999062362741394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Sz7PuDvtCbI/AAAAAAAADMg/0im-NFMMh7k/s1600-h/IMG_6045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Sz7PuDvtCbI/AAAAAAAADMg/0im-NFMMh7k/s320/IMG_6045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421999391586978226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Awesome Jokersssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways my point is, we had a great CNY Caroling for 2009, met a bunch of new faces who joined us and had awesome fun. There was also the our Wesak campaign; Good Seed, Good Deed, in which a few of us spent nights without sleep just to get things rolling. Then there was the super pressured Parents Appreciation Dinner, cas that was 1 event we just had to deliver due to the previous year's failure. And of course, deliver we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And camp. Camp was quite a strain for most of us, considering the fact that it was held in a new venue, and our camp manager was brand new. but all in all, it was an awesome job well done and i'm so glad we made so much good memories, more over bad ones anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my fellow D2y mates, i can only say this, if Rae is my best friend, then you guys are my bestest bestest group of friends ever. I've never had friends in such a big group that everyone clicks well and share certain similar interest. You guys are the first, and maybe the only one. Especially for the likes of Wing, Feng, T.Tynn, CK, Alex, Shashi, Ron, June and the Jasons whom i'm closer to. Even though there may be a gap in age, but when its D2Y, we're all youths at heart. Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the post is getting a bit too long. i shall stop here and continue again soon. Bottom line is: 2009 has been very eventful, more in a postive way and it has brought a lot of good memories. and these are memories that i really remember. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&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/9133400969864325663-7193043804612046640?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7193043804612046640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7193043804612046640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7193043804612046640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7193043804612046640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-in-recap.html' title='2009 in Recap'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Sz7MLa4es4I/AAAAAAAADMQ/PUdxOuDoWBE/s72-c/IMG_5023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7897352879718346325</id><published>2009-12-23T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:35:05.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avatar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>And here i totally neglected this blog after saying that i'll make time and keep it updated. bloody good job me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But i was just too occupied with stuff to even bother checking the blog, much less updating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any-the-ways, i've recently watched Avatar, and it is totally, easily, hands down the best movie i've watch in the cinemas this year. And that is even without watching the 3D version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHaOSRluTI/AAAAAAAAClQ/ajFxNhP7H8c/s1600-h/Avatar+for.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHaOSRluTI/AAAAAAAAClQ/ajFxNhP7H8c/s320/Avatar+for.preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Avatar's promotional poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its basically a sci-fi love story, between a human and the 'alien', or in this case the aliens are actually more like a mixture of night elf and red indians, a race called the Na'vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHhktMoKRI/AAAAAAAACmI/T4EkMJyOZT4/s1600-h/alg_movie_avatar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHhktMoKRI/AAAAAAAACmI/T4EkMJyOZT4/s320/alg_movie_avatar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418359847427516690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Sam Worthington as Jake Sully the crippled marine who falls in love with the Na'vi princess Neytiri (Zoe Saldana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Plot is somewhat predictable, cas you prolly know whats gonna happen next. so i don't wanna elaborate too much on that. What made me praise Avatar loads is the cinematic effects and the blend between 3D animation and reality. simply breathtaking. And the scenery, its so beautiful. It really earn its tagline as James Cameron's epic comeback film. Kudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go watch it. watch not a moment more. watch it especially in 3D. and if you have no one to watch it with, call me. i gladly watch it a second round. cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;More footage pics as below. cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHhtAecPnI/AAAAAAAACmQ/KaU4ofcv5tY/s1600-h/153-CORRECTION_Golden_Globes.sff.standalone.prod_affiliate.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHhtAecPnI/AAAAAAAACmQ/KaU4ofcv5tY/s320/153-CORRECTION_Golden_Globes.sff.standalone.prod_affiliate.9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418359990041460338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHaO47WMmI/AAAAAAAAClY/QGncQCcAros/s1600-h/avatar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHaO47WMmI/AAAAAAAAClY/QGncQCcAros/s320/avatar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHaPBjKJEI/AAAAAAAAClg/5e-UjjqIYig/s1600-h/avatarAB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHaPBjKJEI/AAAAAAAAClg/5e-UjjqIYig/s320/avatarAB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHaPSfvIUI/AAAAAAAAClo/kUHB5w529bQ/s1600-h/article-0-079F6DD5000005DC-483_468x286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHaPSfvIUI/AAAAAAAAClo/kUHB5w529bQ/s320/article-0-079F6DD5000005DC-483_468x286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, Sam Worthington and Zoe Saldana were awesome. and i really liked the idea of the Na'vi's arrows piercing through the humans AMP mecha unit. fan-fucking-tastic. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-7897352879718346325?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7897352879718346325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7897352879718346325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7897352879718346325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7897352879718346325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar.html' title='Avatar'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SzHaOSRluTI/AAAAAAAAClQ/ajFxNhP7H8c/s72-c/Avatar+for.preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-1011814683038096197</id><published>2009-11-18T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:23:36.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Tonight, I shall Blog</title><content type='html'>Tonight, i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its been a long time since i sat down, settled down and put my heart to writing a proper blog post. For the past month or two, i've been quite busy and all i've managed to post up are short snippets now and then. So i hope i can produce something meaningful tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lemme bring y'all up-to-date on what i've been so busy on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, my thesis. ITS KILLING ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm really working hard on it cas i'm a fantastic procrastinator. its just that doing a thesis requires alot of self discipline and self motivation, and it requires me to do a lot of self research. but thats precisely the problem. i'm not the type of person to do just that. i need someone to really push from behind and set crazy deadlines before i'm willing to sit tight and do work. As a result of that i end up doing a lot of last minute work, which ultimately leads to crappy work and countless amendments. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, i'm quite the busy with the upcoming D2YC 2009. no longer in charge of logistics, but i'm technically the 'mentor', so yea still gotta poke my head in every once in a while. Besides, since we're doing it at the newly built UBV temple, there is quite a bit of pressure on us to perform. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, MANGAS!!! woohoo!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta thank and hate Ziwen for this. First he intro AIKI, which i spent a total of 2 days reading. then on one of his rare trips back, a short conversation on One Piece got me intrigued, and now i'm bloody hooked to it!! Argh! i spent 5 days in a row doing nothing but reading One Piece! jeez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there are a few things i'm looking forward to this month and next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm looking forward to finishing my stupid thesis.&lt;br /&gt;- D2YC 2009&lt;br /&gt;- Penang trip with my d2y homies&lt;br /&gt;- Rock The World 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a few more la here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just ran out of ideas, so i shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;cheers! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-1011814683038096197?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/1011814683038096197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=1011814683038096197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1011814683038096197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1011814683038096197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/11/tonight-i-shall-blog.html' title='Tonight, I shall Blog'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-742866086620124599</id><published>2009-11-09T02:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T02:51:06.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chelsea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>We Beat the Scums!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SvcSBV51TAI/AAAAAAAAATI/xhChb8MIdzw/s1600-h/John-Terry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SvcSBV51TAI/AAAAAAAAATI/xhChb8MIdzw/s320/John-Terry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401806092323081218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JT is my hero! We beat the scums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if Scum fans claim that Drogba was in an offside position and thus the goal shouldn't have been given. Bottom line is, we got the ball in the net, ref gave it, and we won. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To any Scum bitches out there. Serves you guys right. you guys can't even beat a weakened Liverpool, don't even dream about beating us. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i was ecstatic over the match and result. But i would have been happier if Martin Atkinson (ref) gave that wanker of a Jonny Evans and Antonio Valencia red cards. they deserved it. but then gain, knowing that it Man Utd, they prolly wouldn't get it  anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Keep The Blue Flag Flying High!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-742866086620124599?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/742866086620124599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=742866086620124599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/742866086620124599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/742866086620124599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-beat-scums.html' title='We Beat the Scums!'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SvcSBV51TAI/AAAAAAAAATI/xhChb8MIdzw/s72-c/John-Terry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5761544169025383324</id><published>2009-11-02T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:58:32.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAR'/><title type='text'>Great Weekend, Awesome Concert</title><content type='html'>And so last week ended on quite the high, with another fantastic performance by the All American-Rejects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EhEZDDfr1iY&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/EhEZDDfr1iY&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;I'm not the biggest AAR fan but it doesn't take a hardcore fan to know that they were simply awesome onstage, especially Tyson Ritter and his onstage antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, Tyson is such a manwhore and all them teenage girls were simply going crazy screaming his name. A few of them even blackout-ed because of that i daresay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, watch that video. its the full highlights shot by The Star's videographer, Aaron Raj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5761544169025383324?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5761544169025383324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5761544169025383324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5761544169025383324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5761544169025383324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-weekend-awesome-concert.html' title='Great Weekend, Awesome Concert'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-3303657441576674298</id><published>2009-10-26T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T15:39:43.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SuVPKlyDmEI/AAAAAAAAAS4/YC7faLhXZJU/s1600-h/senderos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SuVPKlyDmEI/AAAAAAAAAS4/YC7faLhXZJU/s320/senderos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396806771832756290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow. that is really an amazing picture. Phillipe Senderos of Arsenal and Switzerland heads the ball during an Euro 2008 match. I am just wondering how fast that ball could have been, to be headed in such a way. I'm also wondering whether did Mr Senderos suffer any brain damage after that. prolly he did, which explains his extremely poor form throughout 08-09 season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its just amazing how footballers can head a ball thats travelling like a bullet and just stand back up asif nothing happened. Last Saturday's match, Blackburn's Gael Givet got smashed in the face by quite a bullet from my Chelsea's Michael Ballack. he dropped like a sack of potatos and got back up almost instantly. Amazing. and hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SuVRWIprOQI/AAAAAAAAATA/bR6rXNm-_Uc/s1600-h/amazing+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SuVRWIprOQI/AAAAAAAAATA/bR6rXNm-_Uc/s320/amazing+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396809169194662146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and this pic, is simply amazing. there are so many matches in a season and many pictures will be shot in a match, and yet only one can win the prestigious Barclay's photographic award. this was a shot of Blackburn's Jason Roberts sending a header over Fulham's Mark Schwarzer on March 11 earlier this year. Photo was shot by a Graham Chadwick who used a special filter called "starburst" to distort the floodlights and here's the end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, short one today. been thinking of topic to write but not having any inspirations. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-3303657441576674298?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/3303657441576674298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=3303657441576674298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3303657441576674298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3303657441576674298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SuVPKlyDmEI/AAAAAAAAAS4/YC7faLhXZJU/s72-c/senderos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-8420100681945639939</id><published>2009-10-16T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:46:39.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Cuaca Mendung Dengan Kemungkinan Hujan Bebola Daging</title><content type='html'>did I get it correct? think i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise known as Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Stgth9eJZYI/AAAAAAAAASw/NMMiEieisMU/s1600-h/cloudy+meatball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Stgth9eJZYI/AAAAAAAAASw/NMMiEieisMU/s320/cloudy+meatball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393110615236109698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it! i don't care how, but you guys just have to watch it! go to cinemas, download or buy "fan pan" dvd, whichever, as long as you watch it. But do fill up your stomach first before watching, or else you're bound to feel damn hungry throughout the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an animated film that has a pretty predictable plot, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guy's an inventor, creates all kinds of junk and yet people label him as a loser. than he creates a machine that makes food out of water but the machine goes haywire and food become sentient before the main char destroys the machine. throw in some romantic elements at the same time. pretty damn cliched isn't it?&lt;/span&gt; it is damn funny, simply full of laughs. Ice age, what Ice age? Enter the Meatballs. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really though, the main selling point of Meatballs is all about the laughs it can generate. the plot's just all right, like i said, kinda cliched, not too spectacular but just nice. the lines are friggin cheesy at times, but its because of the setting, its damn bloody funny. and the characters are simply amazing, especially Flint (main char) and Earl the cop. Oh..not to mention, Flint's pops Tim is also pretty darn cool, especially with his eyebrows that kills. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it. like NAOW!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-8420100681945639939?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/8420100681945639939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=8420100681945639939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8420100681945639939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8420100681945639939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/10/cuaca-mendung-dengan-kemungkinan-hujan.html' title='Cuaca Mendung Dengan Kemungkinan Hujan Bebola Daging'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/Stgth9eJZYI/AAAAAAAAASw/NMMiEieisMU/s72-c/cloudy+meatball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4660086291212406698</id><published>2009-10-10T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T18:22:44.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genting highlands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ah Yia's Hilarious Dinner Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is this for one person?" asks the waiter, amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yes."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do you know how to eat?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*pause......*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the table breaks off into rapturous laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having dinner at this restaurant called Vietnam House? if i'm not mistaken, up at Genting and that, was the response that Ah Yia gave when the waiter served him his 5 different type of beef platter that was supposed to be rolled up like popiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, that was a dish meant for at least 3 heads. it was simply a lot of meat. Even i couldn't imagine meself eating that much. For him to order that alone already damn champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBWRwDF1AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-UtbqkPptcY/s1600-h/IMG_3137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBWRwDF1AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-UtbqkPptcY/s320/IMG_3137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390903616918115330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Its a meat explosion!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBXOv5RvYI/AAAAAAAAASA/QfpKSbwE8Lg/s1600-h/IMG_3142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBXOv5RvYI/AAAAAAAAASA/QfpKSbwE8Lg/s320/IMG_3142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390904664848973186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;More meat, meat meat meat meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBZhclxP9I/AAAAAAAAASI/QKvF0yK6zis/s1600-h/IMG_3143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBZhclxP9I/AAAAAAAAASI/QKvF0yK6zis/s320/IMG_3143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390907185107648466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;yes, that cooking pot, its for steam beef. 5 type of beef, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as you see, it is a lot of food. Amazing thing is that he did manage to finish all. with, the help of a lot of "assistants".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, while he was fumbling and bumbling about with the food, the waiter was even laughing and smiling. and that waiter, he did a facepalm too. I guess watching Yia tackle his supposed popiah was just good entertainment. haha it seems only the most epic and funny things happen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, one of the waitress had to come over and demo for him how to properly roll it up. XD and by the end of dinner all the gals had fun rolling up for him. what a sight. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBb37ywMiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/X5-m5wqwXJg/s1600-h/IMG_3136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBb37ywMiI/AAAAAAAAASQ/X5-m5wqwXJg/s320/IMG_3136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390909770463982114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Do you know how to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBb__MTXSI/AAAAAAAAASY/Nw6pCI3CwxY/s1600-h/IMG_3138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBb__MTXSI/AAAAAAAAASY/Nw6pCI3CwxY/s320/IMG_3138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390909908815404322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;No sir i don't.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBcL5ZRjjI/AAAAAAAAASg/bKwl6b1eQCg/s1600-h/IMG_3144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBcL5ZRjjI/AAAAAAAAASg/bKwl6b1eQCg/s320/IMG_3144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390910113417629234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Move aside Spanky, letme show you how its done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBcVwOSulI/AAAAAAAAASo/ZY8-DjWn5yk/s1600-h/IMG_3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBcVwOSulI/AAAAAAAAASo/ZY8-DjWn5yk/s320/IMG_3178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390910282754341458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Rolled by all the gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a memorable dinner. All of us spare Ah Yia, had 2 dinners, the second was plain ol' laughing gas. It was a good trip up to Genting again and everyone had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but, i wouldn't be going up again, not for a very long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-4660086291212406698?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4660086291212406698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4660086291212406698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4660086291212406698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4660086291212406698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/10/ah-yias-hilarious-dinner-disaster.html' title='Ah Yia&apos;s Hilarious Dinner Disaster'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/StBWRwDF1AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-UtbqkPptcY/s72-c/IMG_3137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4287602904394525414</id><published>2009-10-08T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:03:22.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One U'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Its a Hit!</title><content type='html'>Well whatdaya guys know, there's a batting cage in Malaysia after all! i mean its been there for a for some time back but i only just checked it out recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, i love baseball. i rank it the 3rd favourite choice sport of mine after football and American football. i don't exactly follow the MLB since there aint much people who do watch baseball in Malaysia anyways, but whenever there's a game on ESPN, i'd be sure to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball is quite the technical sport and it is a one of those real team games. its basically hitting the ball out of the park, but its actually more than just that cas there are a lot of strategies and techniques as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, after learning that there was a batting cage above One U, the rooftop, i went to check it out last Friday with a bro. Figured we do some swings and it wouldn't be that hard. Afterall, i'm exposed to too much baseball manga (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cross Game, H2&lt;/span&gt;) and characters there always seemed to smack the ball easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohbytheway, the place was called, &lt;a href="http://hit.com.my/"&gt;Its A Hit!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, boy i was so wrong regarding how easy swinging the bat was. Its damn friggin hard! I was simply a case of not so epic afterall. i though I could easily do an Alex Rodriguez, but shit i was worst than your average 10 year old kid in the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had 3 tokens each, total of 45 balls, and i barely hit 10 balls. my timing was all over the place. Even at the slowest speed of 40mph, i can't hit shit. goddamnit. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heck, it was still kinda fun, and i prolly go again sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;here's a couple of pics, quality is damn bad cas i was so damn beat out after swinging air 45 times and couldn't be bothered to take better pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SszHo5KZRVI/AAAAAAAAARY/MgOX15MQYvo/s1600-h/IMG_3090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SszHo5KZRVI/AAAAAAAAARY/MgOX15MQYvo/s320/IMG_3090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389902359408756050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;there's 4 on this side, and 4 more machines on the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SszH5uXw-YI/AAAAAAAAARg/B43KDfaX95o/s1600-h/IMG_3092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SszH5uXw-YI/AAAAAAAAARg/B43KDfaX95o/s320/IMG_3092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389902648569821570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;here's a side view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SszIR6bW_6I/AAAAAAAAARo/BynAbfH4rIY/s1600-h/IMG_3093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SszIR6bW_6I/AAAAAAAAARo/BynAbfH4rIY/s320/IMG_3093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389903064122982306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hoy Keat posing before swinging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SszIi-eYYoI/AAAAAAAAARw/wvr2WzzUAoo/s1600-h/IMG_3098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SszIi-eYYoI/AAAAAAAAARw/wvr2WzzUAoo/s320/IMG_3098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389903357267174018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;and now the swing. he actually hit much more than me. damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm off to bed. cheers!&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/9133400969864325663-4287602904394525414?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4287602904394525414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4287602904394525414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4287602904394525414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4287602904394525414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-hit.html' title='Its a Hit!'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SszHo5KZRVI/AAAAAAAAARY/MgOX15MQYvo/s72-c/IMG_3090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-1527594834289727173</id><published>2009-09-25T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T19:01:43.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jews'/><title type='text'>I Apologize</title><content type='html'>I apologize for my very offensive post yesterday and for my status update a few days back regarding the Jews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unbecoming of me and i really did not meant what i wrote or said. i was actually pretty pissed off with a couple of Jewish people who had no sense of humanity especially in the Israel - Palestine issue. I'm sure not every Jew is like that and I'm very very sorry for those offensive remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall not happen again, and i will make sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, my apologies to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-1527594834289727173?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/1527594834289727173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=1527594834289727173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1527594834289727173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1527594834289727173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-apologize.html' title='I Apologize'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7217230318889588942</id><published>2009-09-24T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T19:02:11.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuckers'/><title type='text'>Jews</title><content type='html'>wassup peeps who read my blog, if there are even any. today, we shall discuss, Jews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm sure most people know what or who a Jew is. For those of you who don't, a brief explanation would tell you that they are people of this particular religion whom our friendly Nazi leader, Hitler wanted annihilated back then which brought about WWII. Jews are extremely smart people no doubt about it, and today most of the world's Jews reside in Israel, a land GIVEN to them in compensation for Hitler's genocide attempt. of course, there also plentiful Jews all over the world and they aren't just restricted to just Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets get to the good points of a Jew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, they are admittedly very very fucking smart. I acknowledge that fact. they are smart, creative and innovative. and the world has certainly been a better place with them around. Here's a couple of famous Jews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrtZubJNLTI/AAAAAAAAARA/rRN-VNk4G50/s1600-h/Levi_Strauss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrtZubJNLTI/AAAAAAAAARA/rRN-VNk4G50/s320/Levi_Strauss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384996433546784050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; Levi Strauss - you know, the guy who founded that jeans brand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrtZ53qMxAI/AAAAAAAAARI/KYCikU5gvVk/s1600-h/Harry_Houdini_Historical_47ae76d55328d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrtZ53qMxAI/AAAAAAAAARI/KYCikU5gvVk/s320/Harry_Houdini_Historical_47ae76d55328d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384996630179922946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Harry Houdini - should i post a wiki link here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrtZ_Sfp21I/AAAAAAAAARQ/9S0BfbTbmTY/s1600-h/AlbertEinstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrtZ_Sfp21I/AAAAAAAAARQ/9S0BfbTbmTY/s320/AlbertEinstein.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384996723282795346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Albert Einstein - you must've been a toad under a rock if you don't know him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes Jews are smart. as per seen above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh yes, lets get back to the good points of a Jew. but wait, there aren't any left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets talk about whats so fucked up about them. and, i can really name a whole list of fucked-up-ness that the Jews are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lets see, Jews decided that having a land given back to them to start all over anew after the horrors of WWII wasn't enough, and they decided that after going through the pains of war, they want people to feel their pain and anguish too. So our Jews, mighty as they are, decided to drive the friendly neighbouring Palestinians out and claim the land in which Palestinians have been staying in as theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that weren't fucked up enough, that was a fucking war which spanned years, longer than the duration of WWII and countless of innocent civilians were killed. Countless meaning more Palestinians than Israelis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add insult to injury, Jews have claimed that Palestine is not a country, it didn't exist in the first place, there are no Palestinians since Palestine do not exist, and the land in which "Palestinians" stay in were all part of the stripes of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats some pretty self-rightous fucked up shit. For them to put out such statements, it only reflects on their own ego and show how fucking selfish, and ignorant assholes they are. they should be thanking their lucky stars that the world intervened before Hitler killed them all off. As of now, i'm regretting that Hitler did not get the chance to totally wipe them off the face of earth ever since knowing they would be how they are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if i insulted too many people, its just that i met a bunch of really fucked up Jewish people and Jews wannabe on facebook and its pissing me off on how little they value other human beings life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, i better stop. bad karma.&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disclaimer - the contents and facts may be warped and not exactly correct. Sorry for that, was in a pissy mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-7217230318889588942?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7217230318889588942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7217230318889588942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7217230318889588942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7217230318889588942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/09/jews.html' title='Jews'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrtZubJNLTI/AAAAAAAAARA/rRN-VNk4G50/s72-c/Levi_Strauss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-3510534593171861223</id><published>2009-09-17T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:04:53.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D2Y'/><title type='text'>D2Y Parent's Appreciation Dinner 2009</title><content type='html'>Finally, the dreaded moment is over. No i'm not talking about my finals. I never dread over exams anyways. I'm referring to the D2Y Parents Appreciation Dinner which happened last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was it dreaded? well its simple, we screwed up quite badly last year, serving insufficient  and stinking food and last year's performance was quite bad. It left a pretty lasting mark though, because of that many parents did not want to attend this year's due to the bad memory of last year's cock-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for PAD 2009, we've totally redeemed ourselves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I daresay, most parents were highly impressed by our performance this year, be it the theme, the food, the performance, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all our efforts and sacrifice did not go to waste and naturally we are quite pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's a few pictures, the rest can be seen at my Facebook album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGVu3je8xI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xPhet0Ld-4s/s1600-h/IMG_2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGVu3je8xI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xPhet0Ld-4s/s320/IMG_2356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382247662103753490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGXRCoEpaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/iZJRkbhixU0/s1600-h/IMG_2350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGXRCoEpaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/iZJRkbhixU0/s320/IMG_2350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382249348702971298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGXzuSFUtI/AAAAAAAAAQY/A8gdjC0lgaE/s1600-h/IMG_2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGXzuSFUtI/AAAAAAAAAQY/A8gdjC0lgaE/s320/IMG_2455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382249944537453266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGYAKk1mGI/AAAAAAAAAQg/c-eRmrhOXdM/s1600-h/IMG_2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGYAKk1mGI/AAAAAAAAAQg/c-eRmrhOXdM/s320/IMG_2456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382250158290737250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGYOx848XI/AAAAAAAAAQo/efncCZSlKmo/s1600-h/IMG_2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGYOx848XI/AAAAAAAAAQo/efncCZSlKmo/s320/IMG_2499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382250409378771314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGYmckxlcI/AAAAAAAAAQw/b9nWOWRIIyw/s1600-h/IMG_2672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGYmckxlcI/AAAAAAAAAQw/b9nWOWRIIyw/s320/IMG_2672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382250815957341634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGYx5GVfLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/WeNCU_lg5Go/s1600-h/IMG_2675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGYx5GVfLI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/WeNCU_lg5Go/s320/IMG_2675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382251012592860338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so yea. i lazy post my facebook link, i'm sure you guys can find it yourself. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up, D2YC 2009! we're gonna have PINK camp tees!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-3510534593171861223?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/3510534593171861223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=3510534593171861223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3510534593171861223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3510534593171861223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/09/d2y-parents-appreciation-dinner-2009.html' title='D2Y Parent&apos;s Appreciation Dinner 2009'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SrGVu3je8xI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xPhet0Ld-4s/s72-c/IMG_2356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-6229078290076236504</id><published>2009-08-30T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:01:00.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy B'day Rachel</title><content type='html'>First of all, let me just state that this is no obligatory post. i'm  writing this cas i reallywant to. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, congratulations being 21. i know its nothing much, just another day in life and all, but it also means that you're now legal for a lot of things, and of course, you can be charged legally as an adult too. haha&lt;br /&gt;*just don't go wild in UK*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years has been a long time, especially when come next year we'll be flying off to UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember last Thursday when i told you i was really self-loathing when i first entered TARC? i guess i wouldn't been self loathing still had it not been for you and the rest of the oh-so-awesome gang back in Diploma years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit that yes, i am definitely closer to you and I do consider you my best friend (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;although it may be one-sided&lt;/span&gt; XD). You are one unique girl that I can relate to for good and for bad. I've never had a friend of the opposite sex whom i've this close with, and that is why you're always special.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, i meant this to be short &amp;amp; sweet and so before i get too long-winded, just wanna wish you Happy 21st B'day again, and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SpjJgDAe_vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1SQokJzPHmk/s1600-h/IMG_1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SpjJgDAe_vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1SQokJzPHmk/s320/IMG_1408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375267707667021554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoped you really like this though..haha&lt;br /&gt;and oh, good luck in getting your phone, just don't er, damage it too fast. cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-6229078290076236504?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/6229078290076236504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=6229078290076236504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6229078290076236504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6229078290076236504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-bday-rachel.html' title='Happy B&apos;day Rachel'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SpjJgDAe_vI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1SQokJzPHmk/s72-c/IMG_1408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-2101728291096671128</id><published>2009-08-05T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:12:09.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucking lalas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot chicks'/><title type='text'>Can Somebody Please Tell Me Why?!</title><content type='html'>Why hor, must girls dress up and make up and do all kinds of shit to their face and clothing when they go college? Why can't they just be like normal, which means no make-up, no fancy clothes, cas they will look so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, i do NOT mean mean the entire population of gals, its just most of them. And of course, those that do not make up and already look fugly, its a whole new level and a  different issue already. and those who are already hot, thats 2 levels ahead already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem now is, whenever i'm not in college and chilling around Wangsa Maju, especially during meal times, i can really see a host of pretty decent looking gals. Mind you, i'm not saying they're sizzling hot, but pretty decent. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;although some are quite hot XD&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of them have pretty faces, cute if thats the word for Chinese gals these days, and the amount of delicious thigh meat are aplenty. and they're just in normal clothing, a tee or some in tank tops, but nothing too fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, why is it that in college, this kinda sight never happens? why?! rather it'd be all the LaLa types appearing left right front center. I know i'm TarC and i prolly shouldn't complain too much, but this is really some messed up shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, i blame fashion. and the Chinese mentality. but thats, a different story already. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-2101728291096671128?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/2101728291096671128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=2101728291096671128' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2101728291096671128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2101728291096671128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-somebody-please-tell-me-why.html' title='Can Somebody Please Tell Me Why?!'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7902007980114905269</id><published>2009-08-05T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T11:39:18.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May&apos;n'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j-pop'/><title type='text'>May'n</title><content type='html'>She is ridiculously pretty.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RpMCyA1Zf00&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/RpMCyA1Zf00&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;that video, was shot when she was 15!! goddamnit! i seem to have a penchant for young Japanese gals..maybe its the lolicon genes in me awakening. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who doesn't know who she is, she's J-Pop artist who debuted at the age of 15. She's also the one who sang the part of Sheryl Nome in Macross Frontier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!!XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-7902007980114905269?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7902007980114905269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7902007980114905269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7902007980114905269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7902007980114905269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/08/mayn.html' title='May&apos;n'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4188942817915906606</id><published>2009-07-31T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:21:09.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay rant'/><title type='text'>Time for some timely update</title><content type='html'>I have absolutely no talent whatsoever in script writing. Nada. Zero. Nuts. Ask Rae, Waikit and Shanshan and they can prolly testify to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered to script write the radio commercial for our Corporate Communication assignment/presentation cas i figured it be a piece of cake. and how wrong i was. It tooked me hours, to complete a supposedly 40 second long script and even then i had got the inspiration for the idea at the unlikeliest of time doing the the most untimely thing of all. Nature Call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 seconds was all the script took to be read out loud, and that 40 seconds was the lamest hour of my life. it was really a case of self depress cas of self lameness awareness. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henceforth, from today onwards, i shall cross out script writer as one of my childhood dream job (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;although it was never in the top 5&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was supposed to be the case, until Ms Janice, the corporate comm tutor said that the script was very interesting and creative. *faints* haha so as of now, i shall still keep that faint glimmer of hope.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;On a different issue, this ain't much timely, but can be considered also la.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what people have against gay men, because frankly i find them awesome. Mind you i'm perfectly straight, but i think its perfectly fine for a guy to be gay. Its his preference anyways, who the fuck are we to care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, actually, gay guys are actually much better friends than a straight and normal guy. At the very least, there is no backstabbings of sorts and they are actually quite sincere.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets cheers to that.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is football season once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well, maybe not until next week, but fuck weih, 2 months of moping around without the regular weekend dose of footy action is horrible. It feels like life is moving on without any sort of direction. Especially on Saturday nights, when i just find myself oh-so-fucking-free without live matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys must know that i'm a Chelsea fanatic, True Blue all the way, and i'm really really excited on how pre-season is shaping up with Chelsea winning all 4 of their matches. Carlo Ancelotti is really making things work, and i really want things to work out for him at the Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, right now, no offence to those Liverpool and Man Utd fans, but Chelsea is strong. Liverpool and Man Utd will be significantly weaker especially with a few crucial players leaving each team and we will pounce. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am crossing fingers for both Mascherano and Xabi Alonso to leave for Spain at the same time, then those damn Scousers will be thoroughly fucked.XD&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have awesome signings. Yuri Zhirkov is a fantastic acquisition at 18mil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SnLt7pSFreI/AAAAAAAAAOs/a79RfSE_tgg/s1600-h/zhirkov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SnLt7pSFreI/AAAAAAAAAOs/a79RfSE_tgg/s320/zhirkov.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364611715101470178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Zhirkov for Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;while Daniel Sturridge looks to be a gem of a signing. all we need to do is to mould him into a player of the Drogba class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SnLual0dVkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/VjrrCzxs24Y/s1600-h/sturrige.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SnLual0dVkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/VjrrCzxs24Y/s320/sturrige.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364612246747829826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sturridge with Ancelotti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;while the signing of Ross Turnbull will be good, both for the player and the club, especially since he's English.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SnLuuv_nhVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2q2b4QhGcZU/s1600-h/turnbull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SnLuuv_nhVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2q2b4QhGcZU/s320/turnbull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364612593076372818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Turnbull who represented Middlesbrough last season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but i really wanted Chelsea to sign Esteban '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El Pirata' &lt;/span&gt;Granero from the los Blancos. oh well maybe for the future.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SnLvLkkTg4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/7JQaCZ-nW7o/s1600-h/granero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SnLvLkkTg4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/7JQaCZ-nW7o/s320/granero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364613088225231746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The Pirate will be an amazing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trequartista&lt;/span&gt; in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh shit, i've been rambling on football. guess i got too caught up in it.&lt;br /&gt;anyways time to go, off for some pot later.&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-4188942817915906606?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4188942817915906606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4188942817915906606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4188942817915906606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4188942817915906606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-for-some-timely-update.html' title='Time for some timely update'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SnLt7pSFreI/AAAAAAAAAOs/a79RfSE_tgg/s72-c/zhirkov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-2277834071744509692</id><published>2009-07-23T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:23:13.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck wars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><title type='text'>Fuck Wars</title><content type='html'>taken from www.cracked.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one good Harry Potter parody man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Dr Almir T. Lovedoom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the distant future. The year 2008. The planet Earth as we know it is unrecognizable. Bullets and shell casings litter the ground. Nuclear fallout has turned the sky a sickly green. Explosions rocked the foundations of every building. Semen stains splatter every rock and stone. These are the FUCK WARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the distance lie the ruins of Erekshum Enterprises' research facilities, once a haven for hot female scientists bent on creating the world's first irresistible man. The experiment was never successful, though numerous attempts were made and hundreds of scientists were fucked to death in the process. But now from the rubble of the structure emerges one man with a mission. His name: Lt Commander Flex Plexico. His mission: to fuck everyone and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing standing in the way of Plexico's complete sexual domination of all civilization is the evil cyborg overlord, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Fucked. To aid him in his quest, Plexico enlists the help of former Chief Engineer and Sexecutive Fuckcilitator, Ivanna Scruhard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plexico must use all his brains, all his firepower and his enormous ever-present superboner to overcome his cyborg adversaries and finally fuck the shit out of every smokin' hot babe in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;There yer go. this is available at Cracked. its damn awesome i tell you. there are others too but this is seriously the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_15661_p2.html"&gt;Link &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-2277834071744509692?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/2277834071744509692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=2277834071744509692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2277834071744509692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2277834071744509692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/07/fuck-wars.html' title='Fuck Wars'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-198559059127022888</id><published>2009-07-15T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:48:54.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Star'/><title type='text'>Smooth things</title><content type='html'>Its a smooth day and it calls for a smooth post as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I got Mr Satwant as my supervisor for my thesis next sem. and that is bloody good news. i was so damn worried that i might get Ms "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Body Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;" Emily Cheng again and i was pretty moody yesterday, sulking for a good 2 hours which is rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna get started on Ms Cheng, just know that i can't possibly work with her. well, unless i'm not looking for good grades that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Satwant is a brilliant lecturer. meticulous he might be, but he has vast experience and it will be good to have him overlook my thesis, topic is by the way, Online News Portal &amp;amp; Social Networking Tools vs Traditional News Medium: The Choice of Young Working Malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cheers to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, the interview with The Star's managing editor, David Yeoh was unbelievably smooth. i was so damn tensioned before and during the whole hour because as you all know, i did my internship at The Star and i don't wanna screw up the possibility of me going back there in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohandbytheway, its not a job interview, me, Rae and Melissa were interviewing him for an assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole time i kept thinking, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he's the guy who hires ppl&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;and yep, i know Rae thought likewise.XD&lt;br /&gt;i think we were basically waiting for Melissa to ask the redundant questions. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways that session went well cas Mr David was pretty awesome, and helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so double cheers for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm gonna sign off here, and continue my addiction into Naruto world. no thanks to Rae for that influence...gawddamnit. haha&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-198559059127022888?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/198559059127022888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=198559059127022888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/198559059127022888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/198559059127022888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/07/smooth-things.html' title='Smooth things'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-8133879154207084366</id><published>2009-06-24T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:33:50.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>I Swear I'll Grow a Bunch of White Hair</title><content type='html'>from staying any longer in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have countless, endless assignments screaming at me to get started and time is like so fucking short!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then again i still have time for this.XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a friggin dilemma over my internship report since Ms Cheng is my supervisor for it and she's just plain....exasperating. I guess its my own karma for getting a lecturer that don't know shit to mark my report. simply jolly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to submit my proposal for my final sem thesis in 2 weeks time and i haven't got a topic yet! and i'm really praying hard that i'll get Mr Satwant as my supervisor..or else i'm butt fucked bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a meeting with Mr Satwant and a group discussion earlier, i just realised how fucking fucked up I am...and this is bloody depressing...urgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the bright side of all this is that, it'll be just a year more before i can kiss college education goodbye...can't wait for that to happen man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih..cheers i guess.XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-8133879154207084366?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/8133879154207084366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=8133879154207084366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8133879154207084366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8133879154207084366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-swear-ill-grow-bunch-of-white-hair.html' title='I Swear I&apos;ll Grow a Bunch of White Hair'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-8262790197382056262</id><published>2009-06-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:29:14.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no pussy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughs'/><title type='text'>Not getting the Pussy, But getting the Grief</title><content type='html'>Thats what a friend of mine said. quite literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ben, we died laughing. we were bloody hysterical. I could've sworn that we laughed our balls out, almost literally. And the bunch of people next to us, I could've sworn that they thought that me and Ben just got released from Tanjung Rambutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually a pretty simple story, but the aftermath of that one particular chapter was simply hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yumcha&lt;/span&gt;-ing at TBR, talking smack and in deep Dota discussion (not that i still play), when Friend A got a message from Friend B asking whether does he wanna have dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sms dialogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend B: Wanna makan dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Friend A: Where? What time? now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend A automatically assumed that Friend B was asking him for dinner, alone, 1-to-1, face to face. So he also happy happy agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Friend A fancies Friend B. and yea, Friend B is a gal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then mana tau, minutes later, Friend A got a call from Friend B who then asked him whether was he with Ben and whether did Ben wanted to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On any other occasion, Ben would've definitely joined, however since he had dinner waiting for him at home, he good-heartedly declined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the result of that, was that Friend A and Friend B got into a hilarious argument over whether are they gonna have dinner together and it ended with Friend B telling Friend A "to go eat himself", and Friend A telling Friend B something along the lines of "Go Fuck Yourself!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an outsider and the neutral party, that argument was simply drop dead hilarious. Friend A and B's love-hate relationship, is so cute and funny, you just can't help but laugh your ass off by the side. That kinda relationship, is what we Chinese call a "lou fu lou qai" quarrel, which literally means "old couple having a fight".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but if that wasn't funny enough, Friend A got so pissed at 20 minutes of his life spent arguing that he went into crazy animated mode. And when he turns animated, its even funnier than watching South Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even referred his relationship with Friend B as having a girlfriend but minus all the kisses, hugs and love to be replaced with nothing but grief. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm not sure if I'm mistaken, but for a guy, that kinda relationship is what you call getting a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WIFE&lt;/span&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So listen up boys and girls, the advice from Epic Zheng today is that if you ever think of marrying, make sure, please make sure, that your other half is one that enjoys fighting with you. That'll keep the bond and love stronger.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you are wondering, Friend A did went and had dinner with Friend B. So much for the argument.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-8262790197382056262?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/8262790197382056262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=8262790197382056262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8262790197382056262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8262790197382056262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-getting-pussy-but-getting-grief.html' title='Not getting the Pussy, But getting the Grief'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-259642051874578817</id><published>2009-06-02T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:04:52.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><title type='text'>Stone Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS IS NOT ORIGINAL&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yea at least the main idea though. Actually got it from Alvin? or Adrian...whichever it is la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out smoking up with them last Saturday when 1 of those genius came up with the idea. A stone community.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if you were in need of weed, yet you can't seem to contact your dealer and none of your friends are stoners. Its bad isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine again, that you have weed, but you're all alone and there isn't anyone to get high with you. Thats quite a waste too because you'll just end up stoning for most of the time and it aint much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if, there is a Stoner's Community. Like an official society (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;or maybe not so official afterall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;) that is registered and all members wear something in common to distinguish themselves from others. Say..a bracelet! yea, a Stone Bracelet.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if there's such a community, you wouldn't need to worry about the lack of weed or the lack of kakis to smoke up with. All you need to do is take a walk down the street, and find those with a Stone Bracelet. Then you know, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ahh this fella got bracelet, can ajak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its such a great idea actually. I'm pretty sure the number of stoners are gradually increasing. Don't care la if they're just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;once-in-a-while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; stoners or casual stoners or hardcore ones. When there is number, there should be a community. Its like one big happy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm very certain that a lot of stoners aren't students. There a lot of working professionals who smoke. So if there's a community such as this, its just a big pool of contacts. How awesome eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If such a community is established, i'm pretty sure crime rates would go down too. Why? Simply because of the spirit sharing is caring. Back then when a poor dude wants to smoke but can't afford it, he'll resort to robbing. Now all he needs to do is just sought another fellow brother and there'll be weed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this is really a masterstroke. well only if the Government could see it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad for us stoners, our Government, like most other Governments, fail to see the brightside of weed and this awesome plan. Instead, weed is still technically illegal. Darn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I said technically because no one really gives a shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be all for tonite. Epic Zheng's new sem has started already, and there will be more epic shit rolling in.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, i'm up for some weed. Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-259642051874578817?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/259642051874578817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=259642051874578817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/259642051874578817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/259642051874578817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/06/stone-community.html' title='Stone Community'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4071551220863455040</id><published>2009-05-22T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:26:39.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mangaka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><title type='text'>Since I've Got nothing better to do...</title><content type='html'>I've really got nothing better to do, er..ok i'll take that back actually since I've got my backlogged weekly report from my internship to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heck with that, since i'm currently not in any mood to do work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just rushed through 150 chapters of Mitsuru Adaichi's (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mitsuru_Adachi"&gt;wiki&lt;/a&gt;) current romantic baseball manga, Cross Game. and i'm bloody blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Mitsuru Adaichi's work. He's one of my favourite mangaka. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for those who don't know, mangaka is the manga's author&lt;/span&gt;) His work are all old school classic. and he bloody well excels in fast paced storytelling that brings out the best of characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm gonna put together a short list of my favourite mangakas, for all of you to make future references should you guys plan to turn otaku-ish like me one day. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ziwen, you don't have to read this, you know more than me already&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;1. Mitsuru Adaichi - known for his work in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Touch_%28manga%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H2_%28manga%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;H2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cross_Game"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cross Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. He's best at sports manga because he just knows so much about it. and the way he injects pace into the manga is awesome. He's also pretty awesome in throwing in a touch of romance, or two. One for the sports geeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mizuki Kawashita - not as famous as other mangakas, but i love her for her work. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strawberry_100%25"&gt;Strawberry 100%&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hatsukoi_Limited"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hatsukoi Limited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is fucking awesome. Say whatever you want, but i'm quite the sucker for chick flick mangas with good fanservice and good plots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nobuhiro Watsuki - Dude created &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rurouni_Kenshin"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rurouni Kenshin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! Samurai X weih! thats enough saying i guess. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Takeshi Obata &amp;amp; Tsugumi Ohba - for their work on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_Note"&gt;Death Note&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and currently &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bakuman"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bakuman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. all you need is just read a couple of chapters, and you'll love it. plus, Obata happens to be sifu to a lot of other mangakas. He just has to be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Riichiro Inagaki - i love sports manga, and therefore this fella's work is one of my favourite. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eyeshield_21"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eyeshield 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is really very long, and normally mangas that drag too long tend to become boring. not this though. no doubt, the credit for the drawing goes to Yusuke Murata. but its this guy's story writing that's awesome, damn gan jiong wan. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats 5. is that enough? i'm not sure. But im pretty sure there's one mangaka who's definitely not getting onto that list. That'll Tite Kubo. yea yea i know he drew &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bleach&lt;/span&gt;. So what? Fucking wanker is just too damn draggy at storytelling and he wasted a year plus of our lives by delaying the fight between Ichigo and Ulqiourra. only to end it in 3 chapters. was it less? fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm done here, not that epic afterall. not used to writing epic stuff after writing news style for 3 months. but it'll come back soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shoot! I forgot Takehiko Inoue and his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slam Dunk!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-4071551220863455040?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4071551220863455040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4071551220863455040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4071551220863455040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4071551220863455040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/05/since-ive-got-nothing-better-to-do.html' title='Since I&apos;ve Got nothing better to do...'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-6906310851153348368</id><published>2009-05-20T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:26:53.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><title type='text'>Break in Time</title><content type='html'>Epic Zheng is back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot to say, no time to write or maybe too lazy to write.&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that i've ended my internship at The Star and it was a fantastic experience, really enjoyed myself there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also broken my own record for buying a big load of books, cost me 260 bucks, the most i've ever spent on something besides camera gear. hoping to get it done by the time sem reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got too much anime in laptop to clear, with too little and too little energy to do so. That is because of my internet line fucking up and I'm currently doing a lot of back downloads...that's like 6-7 episodes for almost 12-15 new series...warghhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've currently picked up another manga series, which explains why i've got so little time for everything else, including my precious new books. Cross Game is awesome. i've always liked sports manga, now romantic sports manga is just incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've crashed my car again...shitty accident, and now my car's in the bloody workshop for about 2 weeks. which prolly means that even though i'm on break, i'm fucking marooned at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic Zheng turns 21 in a coupla days. nothing flashy, just another day. but i'll just meet up with some good friends to chill. As for the rest, don't come bugging me to do something cas i'm not.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thats a pretty quick summary. wish i would write more but im too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;But THE REAL EPIC posts will come streaming in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-6906310851153348368?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/6906310851153348368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=6906310851153348368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6906310851153348368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6906310851153348368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/05/break-in-time.html' title='Break in Time'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5255003730053827129</id><published>2009-04-09T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:12:11.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chelsea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DragonBall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liverpool'/><title type='text'>Of Shopaholic and Poo Slaying</title><content type='html'>Its 9am. I'm in th friggin office alone, and yea i'm doing this blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been quite a bit of happenings lately besides work which include Ziwank's b'day and Old Horse (*think* 4th Prime Minister) acting like a total bloody hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets leave that as that. I've got something more interesting to write on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namely, Shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite what first impressions may give, thats its bimboish, stupid, lame, for gals..yada yada. that show's pretty nice and funny. True they didn't follow the plot from the book, but hey, its Hollywood, its time to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hugh Dancy is soooo cute****** Krysten Ritter is even cuter!!&lt;/em&gt; hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe i'll just stop there. Anymore write-up on Shopaholic and people's gonna think i'm gay, which obviously i'm not. I just like Shopaholic and chick flicks, end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously weih, its a good show. I'll watch Shopaholic over Dragon-fucking-ball and any ripoff movies of anime by Hollywood anytime. Oh and have i mentioned that i heard from Yia that Hollywood will be making a movie out of FULL METAL PANIC? WITH ZAC EFFRON AS SAGARA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Liver-fucking-fools lost! at home! Woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those arrogant scousers finally got what they deserved. especially Stevie fucking G who thinks he's god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this hardcore Blue fan, give thanks to none other than Branislav Ivanovic, once forgotten man now hero. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm lazy to write anymore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5255003730053827129?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5255003730053827129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5255003730053827129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5255003730053827129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5255003730053827129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/04/of-shopaholic-and-poo-slaying.html' title='Of Shopaholic and Poo Slaying'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-8713249102063318055</id><published>2009-03-23T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:33:13.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucked up shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddha Bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesia'/><title type='text'>This is An Insult to All Buddhists</title><content type='html'>Whilst i was reading the papers today, i stumbled upon this article that states "Buddha Bar pressured to close in Indonesia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight away i went into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fucked up can this bunch of people be to open a bar that sells alchohol in Buddha's name? they should know very fucking well that Buddhists in general do not consume any alchohol. Imagine if i open a bar/nightclub called "Allah Bar". Tiu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i may not be the perfect buddhist out there, but it seriously ticks me off that a bunch of retarded wankers can even come up with the idea that opening a bar in the name of Buddha is even marketable or profitable or so called to target a chic audience as they claim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean Buddha Bar may be a popular chain over in Europe, but this is fucking Asia man, the place where most Buddhists reside. Its simply preposterous. not only do they disrespected our religion, but the way they had it open was simply taunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, its definitely because of Indonesia. that fucked up corrupted country. If it were S'pore or Thailand or even China, this will never had happened. Just because them stupid muslims think they are so great...bah! Even in M'sia, at least our government knows how to respect religion regardless of their antics elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope that someone somewhere will do something about it. Go and and open Buddha Bar for all i care. Just don't fucking do it in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the links to the story.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/3/12/apworld/20090312203253&amp;amp;sec=apworld"&gt;The Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://news.my.msn.com/regional/article.aspx?cp-documentid=2894019"&gt;Msn news&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-8713249102063318055?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/8713249102063318055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=8713249102063318055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8713249102063318055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8713249102063318055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-insult-to-all-buddhists.html' title='This is An Insult to All Buddhists'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-959085750504830253</id><published>2009-03-15T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:49:25.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephen chow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruined childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DragonBall'/><title type='text'>My Childhood is Ruined</title><content type='html'>It is over. I've lost all touch with my childhood. Thank you Stephen Chow for fucking up my childhood nicely. You will be remembered, and the deed will be paid back in double.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are ignorant, Stephen fucking Chow from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kungfu Hustle&lt;/span&gt; fame is long standing Dragonball fan. He, also had the honor to be the producer in the Hollywood produced Dragonball film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, he fucked up, so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see whats wrong with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragonball:Evolution&lt;/span&gt;, hmm, well first of all, Goku's white. Its bad enough that he's white and played by a bloody cocky looking white bastard, its worst when Goku, has friends, goes to school and chases pussy. And don't you find it horrendously weird that a white high school kid goes by the name of "Goku" which is Japanese and not one single person (in the movie) finds it funny? *hands down to the director for bastardising the movie*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well next, Chow yun Fat as Master Roshi. good gracious. they plucked a raving mad HK male diva and tried to make him a perverted version of Mr Miyagi. you don't get any better decisions than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kame-hame-ha&lt;/span&gt;. I tell you la, it can be used for medicational purposes. WTF is that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically almost every characters is butchered. Yamcha looks fugly instead of damn yeng, Bulma being played by Christine from Phantom of the Opera Emmy Rossum which is a total character mismatch and so damn irritating, Piccolo..grah....i did not know he turned Darth Vader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing they got it right was ChiChi's extravagant boob serving, which i'm not really complaining but it gets fucking irritating after some time. not to mention the actress who played ChiChi is an eyesore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fully regretted watching this movie. This is worst than a regular B-grade flick. Its a combination of some very bad Lord of The Rings, Star Wars, Star Trek, Power Rangers, Ultraman and Walt Disney teen flick. All in all it is worst than your regular nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had some pretty bad butchered ripoffs in recent years, but Dragonball is not even near that. The standard of butchering has well soared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, the director and fucking Stephen Chow deserved to be tried in court and sentence to death. no wait, maybe death is too easy. They should be tortured until they die a painful death. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;Epic Zheng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-959085750504830253?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/959085750504830253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=959085750504830253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/959085750504830253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/959085750504830253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-childhood-is-ruined.html' title='My Childhood is Ruined'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-1531534537404593477</id><published>2009-02-27T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T01:09:00.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='status update'/><title type='text'>Status Update</title><content type='html'>Epic Zheng is doing his bloody internship and liking it and therefore as a result of that, he has absolutely no mental willpower or energy to sit down and think, and write.&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't get me wrong, i'm still physically fine, not that weak yet. Its just the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until he can fully recover from mental exhaustion, this blog will be on hiatus till god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fuck that, i was rambling. prolly drunk from too much gas in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's a quickie report on Epic Zheng's current lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30am, he wakes up, drowsily and sweaty, no thanks to a certain individual he calls "Dad" for turning off the air-con yet leaving the fan off. and Epic Zheng sleeps with a bloodily thick comforter, so you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.30am, he leaves for work that starts at 9am. crazy eh? but life's a bitch and there's nothing much that can be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30am, he unfortunately arrives at work an hour and a half way too early. proceeds to sit down at the mamak and stone while at the same time taking in countless sticks of fresh air from a box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30am, he proceeds up to the office, plonks his sorry arse in front of the pc, and starts stoning. Within 30-40 minutes, his mate(as in kawan, mate) Rae arrives, sometimes earlier, and off he goes to the mamak again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11am, mamak until &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sudah nak muak&lt;/span&gt;, they will head back to the office and pray there is work. if there is, then its awesome, if there isn't any, then good job la, he'll continue to stone and play Mafia Wars on facebook at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he has an assignment on the day, he'll prolly leave office for home at about 8-10pm, which mean he'll sampai rumah close to 11pm, in which results in Epic Zheng being too tired to do jack shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there isn't any assignment, he'll still be back late, nevertheless no thanks to the efficiency of M'sian buses. so yea, he's pretty fucked both ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has been the daily schedule of Epic Zheng for the past 2 weeks so far, and its definitely not the best one out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways time to end this ridiculous rambling, but before i end it, here's a pic for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SabLyY4eolI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uMxQTlZTEw0/s1600-h/IMG_8955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SabLyY4eolI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uMxQTlZTEw0/s320/IMG_8955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307153277435945554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yang ni Denise. Was actually my first time betul betul jumpa dia. ahaha. Anyways, just wanted to state, i love doing portrait shots.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-1531534537404593477?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/1531534537404593477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=1531534537404593477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1531534537404593477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1531534537404593477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/02/status-update.html' title='Status Update'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SabLyY4eolI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uMxQTlZTEw0/s72-c/IMG_8955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-9016943307653523344</id><published>2009-02-15T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:51:34.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Star'/><title type='text'>Off to The Star</title><content type='html'>Valentine's and whatever big hoo-hah it was supposed to bring is now over, and hooray for me, in about 8 hours time, i'll be off to The Star for my internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not really a dream come true or anything of that sort, but i really wanted to get into The Star because the opportunity to learn is way better than any other organization. Previously, i supposedly accepted an offer from Bernama, but when this last minute offer came, no way am i even going to Bernama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head of school initially told us who were supposed to go to Bernama that its a great learning experience and that we can learn a great deal since they will move the interns from desk to desk in order for us to get to know more things. However that wasn't the case as i was informed by the HR person that Bernama went through an organization revamp and they're quite strict now and if i got assignned to a desk, there's no changing to it. Hence they dumped me at a friggin Economy Desk. if that wasn't bad enough, they wanted to assign me to the General Desk, but in friggin BM. wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing was that even though The Star was considerably way more last minute, these Bernama fellas are worst. They mixed up my college, making me a fucking UTAR student instead of TARC, and initially sent me to the Mandarin Desk. and for fucks sake, i can't even read chinese properly much less write it. Then after postponing the date of reporting to the 16th of Feb, i had very vague details on hand and no one bothered to update me or shit. When i called up a couple days ago, they thought i lost interest in it. Tiu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when this very very late offer from The Star came, obviously la i'm friggin elated. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least i don't have to work with so many MALAYS around!!&lt;/span&gt; haha, oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i have no pun against Bernama and i still respect them in overall la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i'm pretty excited, geared and pumped up for the The Star, not to mention bloody nervous. i just hope i don't screw up anyhow. One thing bout being in the media/news line is that if you ever get blacklisted, you're fucked for life, and fuck i don't want that happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so again, three cheers for me for getting accepted into The Star, and i think i'd better get some rest. don't wanna look like Po the panda on my first day.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'll blog a bit on feng's b'day once i get the time. it should be epic. wait to hear from me then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-9016943307653523344?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/9016943307653523344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=9016943307653523344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/9016943307653523344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/9016943307653523344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/02/off-to-star.html' title='Off to The Star'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-3322524203129514089</id><published>2009-02-12T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:31:59.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Overrated Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>What's up, its Friday, February 13th 2009. In less than 24 hours, it'll be Valentine's Day. Well, I'm not trying to sound bitter or anything la, but Valentine's seriously overrated. Fact is, i'm not even bothered by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what the heck's Valentine's? In primary school kids p.o.v, it'll be a day when good looking boys start to show their potential as a player by getting gifts for the prettiest girl in the class or maybe even the school. it'll also be a day when the nerds, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remembers meself&lt;/span&gt;) gather together their most interesting books or bring their most interesting nerdy game to school to get along with the day. because correct me if i'm wrong, they are going to be ignored the whole day and will be feeling outright shitty about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I've been there done that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For adolescence-ing kids, it'll be a day when those potential players back then try to fulfill whatever potential they had it in them. some will fail miserably in which kids like me back then, *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;, nerdy chubby tactless types*, will laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, now thats a pretty familiar scenario as well.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really, what the heck's Valentine's day? well according to Wikipedia, my source of all quotations, XD, its a HOLIDAY celebrated by many people throughout the world to express their love for each other, by exchanging cards, gifts, yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh? Its a Holiday now? why aren't we getting any? fucking government. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Valentine's Day nowadays is merely a day when a guy brings his gal out on a bloody romantic date, or thats how its supposed to be, and try to impress her. sorry i'm just generally stereotyping, so for whoever who treats Valentine's as a holy sacred day of sorts, then you have my apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, the thing about going out on February 14th is that it fucking crowds! and i bloody well hate crowds. which is why i meant that its overrated. I mean, there are a lot of other better things to do than to bring your loved one out right? Cooking together is pretty romantic as well, and i don't see why those idiots need to go to a fancy dining restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In gaming or movie terms, if you go out on a night when its crowding and something real bad happens, you're fucked then. Try imagining this, you, bringing your girlfriend/boyfriend out, and tiba-tiba there's a zombie outbreak. How fucked can you get? i know its all fictionous, but still...what are the chance you're willing to take eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats why, listen up boys and girls, on Valentine's Day, heed my advice and don't go anywhere. make it easier for all of us. you guys can do homecook meals, and let poor sods like me who aint go a partner go out and have fun. least it won't be so crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, doesn't that sound like a plan?&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-3322524203129514089?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/3322524203129514089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=3322524203129514089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3322524203129514089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3322524203129514089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/02/overrated-valentines-day.html' title='Overrated Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4296946879203583635</id><published>2009-02-10T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:19:52.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D2Y'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be 21 soon this year, and i daresay i have already lived about 50% my life. and life has always been good to me so far. i've had great friends, awesome friends and friends who join me for my everyday coffee-drinking and bullshitting session at TBR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its of no secret that everyone needs friends. Be it friends who are only there when there's fun and joy or friends who stick it with you through rough times. At the very least, you have company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel honored and proud that I have don't have just 1 group of friends, but rather 4 groups who are all different in character but nonetheless still great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all, my college friends are the ones that i still see almost everyday and we can yak about almost anything, from photography, to games, to chicks, to movies and music, you name it. No doubt we've only known each other for a mere 3 years, but nevertheless, it was an awesome 3 years and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SZGRUVQxLxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tyZc1ce_IbA/s1600-h/group+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SZGRUVQxLxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tyZc1ce_IbA/s320/group+pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301178014882672402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That would from order of left to right, Rachel, Ben &amp;amp; Ziwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also not to forget the likes of Ah Yia and Melissa who aren't in this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next would be my group high school friends whom i see at least once almost every week. they're fun and cool to hang out with on weekends, giving me a break from a daily routine during the weekends. Chilling with Jin, Eryl, Seryiing, to name a few is different from hanging out with the usual suspects at college, but i enjoy it all the same. Especially if the hyperactive Jin is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SZGT0mkGm8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/FrglOfFXhOc/s1600-h/IMG_7448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SZGT0mkGm8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/FrglOfFXhOc/s320/IMG_7448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301180768306240450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the pic, L-R: Jin, Eryl, Weng Yan &amp;amp; Ser Yiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that most people around do not even remember their primary school friends at this grand &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; age of 21. However i'm very proud of the fact that even though we barely see one another(in my case), maybe only once or twice a year, the friendship bond is still there. and i have known most of these guys since standard 3, which makes it 12 years. awesome right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with some of them at Zi Xin's place bout a few nights ago, and they still look the same! maybe they talk slightly differently, since some of them have an accent when they speak, thanks to staying overseas for a long period, but overally in essence, most of them are still what they were like 12 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have changed though, appearance wise especially. for better or worst, i don't know, you judge me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SZGWDO4DOfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/WSpwYBddazM/s1600-h/IMG_8211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SZGWDO4DOfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/WSpwYBddazM/s320/IMG_8211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301183218668747250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and last but not least, my crazy whacky group of friends from D2Y. I love those guys seriously. you don't get any friends better than them. Of course i'm closer to some, and more distant to some, but overally, i love them all. i mean, how can you not love them and yet go for a whole day event like Chinese New Year Caroling despite having only 3 hours sleep the night before or pull an all nighter just to prepare for camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these friends are those that i would never wanna give up. in fact, if anyone of them called me up suddenly asking for emergency help, i would definitely drop whatever i'm doing and fly over asap. thats how much i value them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, naturally, you have to be crazy to be a part of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SZGaeHYkigI/AAAAAAAAAOM/js5qgXGsGw8/s1600-h/IMG_8402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SZGaeHYkigI/AAAAAAAAAOM/js5qgXGsGw8/s320/IMG_8402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301188078560643586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats all for today. this has been quite a soft post from me, not at all epic nor hardcore, but oh well, its always good to write something different for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-4296946879203583635?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4296946879203583635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4296946879203583635' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4296946879203583635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4296946879203583635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SZGRUVQxLxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tyZc1ce_IbA/s72-c/group+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-2112285154743847814</id><published>2009-02-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:54:38.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Night in Beijing'/><title type='text'>I'm Pretty Damn Sure Its A Gal</title><content type='html'>My head is full of "One Night in Beijing", one of the few chinese songs that i really like. then again, its prolly because its an old song and i only know old chinese songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i went and youtubed it, just for the heck of it. And i found this pretty interesting video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bmbzFKwRERM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bmbzFKwRERM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm darn sure its cute and pretty girl. However there were people who said otherwise. So yea i'm pretty confused as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guys view it and let me know your opinions? haha. I mean i wouldn't want to call a guy pretty and cute,although for this case, if its a guy, its really something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then, now time to start studies.&lt;br /&gt;HooRah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-2112285154743847814?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/2112285154743847814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=2112285154743847814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2112285154743847814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2112285154743847814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-pretty-damn-sure-its-gal.html' title='I&apos;m Pretty Damn Sure Its A Gal'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5781561645379037413</id><published>2009-01-27T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:24:02.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese New Year'/><title type='text'>Its CNY!</title><content type='html'>Gong Hei Fatt Choi to all you chinese people who celebrate CNY, as well to those chinese wannabes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic Zheng finally gets some much needed break. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even though i've been constantly on breaks&lt;/span&gt;. And i'm currently in Ipoh, in my aunt's house rejoicing because TMNet and Streamyx managed to reach out all the way there. the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for those who did not know, CNY has always been a blardy hectic time for me. I've got to travel down to Malacca by CNY eve to visit relatives on my dad's side before rushing off to Ipoh a day or two later. and its damn tiring, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;especially when the angpow collection do not generate good results&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and FYI, i have a darn cute Japanese cousin sister.XD (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Psycho is gonna freak out again&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SX3wfG4lB1I/AAAAAAAAANs/_tweMEikh4A/s1600-h/IMG_7722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SX3wfG4lB1I/AAAAAAAAANs/_tweMEikh4A/s320/IMG_7722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295653154072102738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the only pic i had of her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute right? hee. don't worry, i'm not thinking of anything perverted, i SWEAR! she's about 12 or 13 this year, am not really sure and i'm pretty sure she adores me. hee. well, thats to be expected since i saw her grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name's Ito Yayoi, which, i blardy well only found out like not too long ago. cute right? hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i think i had better stop ranting here, or else Psycho might really freak out big time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, and Happy Chinese New Year once again, and May all of you be Well and Happy and Prosperous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i'll be in Ipoh till friday. its gonna be boring. damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5781561645379037413?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5781561645379037413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5781561645379037413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5781561645379037413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5781561645379037413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-cny.html' title='Its CNY!'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SX3wfG4lB1I/AAAAAAAAANs/_tweMEikh4A/s72-c/IMG_7722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5905180585330478218</id><published>2009-01-21T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:14:18.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Independent Food for Guys</title><content type='html'>Guys need food. And for single guys like me out there, cooking meself a proper meal together with rice and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lauk-lauk&lt;/span&gt; is just too damn troublesome. and lets face it, i'm pretty damn sure 7 out 10 guys out there can't even fry an egg properly much less cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, Epic Zheng will be helping you guys with out with the simplest and most fulfilling meals you can make yourself while being alone. and no, eating out don't count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction guaranteed. or at least i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Milo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes milo. don't friggin underestimate these powdery bastards. they are pretty damn useful, not to mention fulfilling and tasty. and i don't mean Milo as in the liquid concoction which you drink, i basically literally refer to the brown powder which you can buy from convenience shops or supermarket, whichever suits you best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way to consume it is simple. just forget the complications of making it into a concoction with its how many tablespoon baru sedap taste. Grab a bowl, big or small it depends on your appetite. Use a spoon and start scooping the Milo into the bowl. you can fill it up to the brim or you can leave it half full, its up to you. Get that so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do, you're ready to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shitting you not. raw Milo powder is simply awesome. try it. Try it and if you don't like it, then its too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;2) Sausages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know most guys can't cook, but no worries, cooking sausages is not even considered real cooking. What you need to have though is sausages of course. buy them, its not that hard and costly. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you can make them, i wanna know how as well&lt;/span&gt;) Now that you've got your sausages, hunt around your kitchen for a kuali or anything that allows you to steam stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes steaming. foolproof way of being sure that your meat is edible. Pop them sausages in and let it steam for bout 10 mins? if you're not sure whether the sausages is done or not, there's a very simple way to find out. just open the lid to check on it, if those sausages have expanded 3-4 times its usual size, then its more than ready to be eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can have your steam sausages just like that or you can have it with bread. either way it'll taste awesome and you'll be bloated for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;3) Nuggets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slightly more tricky compared to sausages but nevertheless, its equally easy. if you don't even know this, then i'm sorry to say, you're fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, first of all you need the nuggets as usual. next, pour some cooking oil into your kuali and heat it up. make sure you have a sufficient amount of oil in it or it'll be troublesome and slow. Once the oil is heated, basically just pop the nuggets in. Pop it in and let it roll around in the kuali for a bit until it turns golden brown or golden or whatever color la depending on the brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then its ready to be served. easy right? NO?! too bad then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;4) French toast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make sure you have bread and eggs in your house. if you don't then forget about french toast. Basically, crack the eggs into a bowl and beat it up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lebih&lt;/span&gt; thorough &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lebih bagus. &lt;/span&gt;then spread the beat up egg onto your bread and put it onto a heated frying pan. once the bread is on the pan, quickly chuck some margerine onto the pan. its for the egg to cook nicer. if your pan is hot enough, as soon as you've addressed the margerine you can flip the bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue flipping the bread until you feel satisfied looking at the color of the toast. just make sure its not charcoal can adde la. Once its done, flip it out and you're ready for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;5) Maggi Mee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes last but not least, the number one epic food all guys need to know. friggin Maggi mee. it comes in many flavors, got chicken la, curry la, tomyam la, vege soup la, duck la and etc.&lt;br /&gt;but for real men, non other than curry is the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, there are two ways to cooking maggi. first way, the slightly more proper way, is to use a pot. fill it up with water and heat it up. once the water boils dump the maggi in and let it cook. don't take too long or else the maggi will become damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lembik and tak sedap. &lt;/span&gt;after say 3-4 mins, pour out the maggi and the water into a bowl with the seasoning and its ready to be eaten. oh, you can add an egg too if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second way, is a lazier yet equally effective method. boil hot water, pour the hot water into the maggi and cover it up for a few mins. simple right? hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, every guy needs to know how to cook maggi mee lo, or else they're really failures. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go, 5 of the tastiest yet simplest food for guys. its cheap and economical. its easy to cook and you'll be full for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, if you're really that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manja&lt;/span&gt; and fucked up untill this kinda basic stuff also tak tau, then i suggest either you get a girlfriend, or stay with your mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5905180585330478218?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5905180585330478218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5905180585330478218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5905180585330478218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5905180585330478218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/01/independent-food-for-guys.html' title='Independent Food for Guys'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-321864756011450038</id><published>2009-01-17T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T18:12:35.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ovens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><title type='text'>Ovens, Its not What you think</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder why are women have boobs and vagina and why do men have dicks? I got pretty curious out of pure randomness today. I mean, don't you guys ever wonder why don't men are the ones with pussy and women are the ones with the wood?(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'm not referring to trannies here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well let me explain to you why. had a pretty whacked discussion with Rae earlier while we were dying trying to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;READ&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;our moral notes. trust me, when you have a paper as fucked up as that and you're only left with 2 hours before the exam starts, discussion topics go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her take on it was simple. It is so because women are meant to give birth and do breast feeding. and she added,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Women are like ovens. it is meant to make cakes(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;refers to the child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;), and in order to do that you need to put something in it. So its pretty fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for the guys to do the poking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get that?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now that i think of it, i just can't help but think, how fucking true that is. I mean, for an oven to function properly, you do need to insert something, or else you don't get anything. Human birth is similar in that sense. The guy pokes his dick in, do the fucking, let those billions of tiny little white sticky bastards out, pray hard, then only a baby comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm pretty thankful i'm a guy. doing the poking definitely seems way easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, time to go get me a functional oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-321864756011450038?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/321864756011450038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=321864756011450038' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/321864756011450038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/321864756011450038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/01/ovens-its-not-what-you-think.html' title='Ovens, Its not What you think'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4702012070350433594</id><published>2009-01-13T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:04:07.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucking lalas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic guides'/><title type='text'>Epic Zheng teaches you how to survive in Lala-land without turning Lala</title><content type='html'>Seriously, its not all that hard. But just in case you were wondering, this is another epic fanfic bullshit post, so whatever casualties you created out in the real world has absolutely nothing to do with me. And yes this is a disclaimer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you wondering whats so bad about lalas, well i've wrote about them before, and you can click &lt;a href="http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/fuck-them-lalas.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to main topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalas are like zombies. they come, they'll infect you if you aren't careful and soon you'll join the ranks of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking Seafood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fortunately boys and girls, Epic Zheng is now showing you guys a fool's proof way to counter them. So be grateful. Mind you, i'm doing this for free and its taking up time that i'm supposed to use and study statistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arm yourself 24/7. Similar to zombie apocaplyse situations, walking around without weapons is costly and can be deadly as well. Now firearms are illegal in M'sia so i don't expect you to suddenly produce a gun out of thin air. Baseball bats and kitchen knives will do fine. Besides weapons, you will also need med-packs. No don't bother looking for those heavy metal boxes. all you need is an IPod or an MP3 containing nothing but English songs. Pop also can, rock also can, it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are in case you got too close to Lalas and started showing Lala-ism syndromes. if that happens, pop in the headphones and you'll do fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if possible, find yourself a shaver or a large pair of scissors. i'll explain later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll also need, a camera. why? its a bloody useful survival tool i tell you. Try imagining this, a horde of lalas swarming you, and you're basically fucked. well not so if you have a camera. Because always remember this, cameras are lalas' number one weakness. take out a camera and start flashing it around and they'll stop attacking you instantly. they'll pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and always remember to pack extra batteries and film(if you are ancient enough). you don't wanna go scalvaging for batteries in the midst of a fight for survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fighting Them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're armed and ready, don't think you can just go out and start bashing heads. its fatal. gather with you a group of friends who are similarly immune to Lalas and bear a sense of hatred towards them. going alone means asking for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you can fight. but you got to remember, Lalas sleep at night and only the rare clubbing Lalas can be found at night. So if you wanna go on a Lala hunt, it has to be daytime. Sungai Wang would be the highly reccommended place to hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fight them, always aim for the faces. weakspot. they like to be pretty and if you bash them in the face, they'll be permanently stunned. if you have scissors or shavers, aim for the hair. the colorful hair the lalas love. they see you with a scissors they'll either protect the hair at all cost, or run helter-skelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Infiltrating Lala-land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very simple. Lalas are allergic to english and they speak mandarin only. all you need to do, is to learn to say your name in chinese and they'll think you're one of them and leave you alone. Lalas attack the english speaking only. so try hard to not speak any english in front of them. or else you're fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, why on earth would you wanna infiltrate Lala-land?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, i think you already have what it takes to survive a lala onslaught as well as counter it. just try not to do anything too ridiculous and you'll be fine. But remember, if you turn lala, i'll hunt your head first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers, and good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: my base is actually in the heart of Lala-land, but since i'm such a slob(its a disguise!) they leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-4702012070350433594?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4702012070350433594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4702012070350433594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4702012070350433594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4702012070350433594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/01/epic-zheng-teaches-you-how-to-survive.html' title='Epic Zheng teaches you how to survive in Lala-land without turning Lala'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-9167862206610091203</id><published>2009-01-06T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:57:20.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic guides'/><title type='text'>Guide to Epic Procrastination</title><content type='html'>This will be my first epic bullshit post of the year 2009. Freshening up my brain, and bullshitting works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm pretty sure everyone has at one point of their sad study life procrastinated, be it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak nak&lt;/span&gt; hantar kerja, or doing assignment at the very friggin last minute. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is basically what I'm doing now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a short tutorial on how to be an epic procrastinator and be an undisputed procrastinator out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;STEP 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to really dislike the subject. Say for eg, Statistics. you really have to hate that subject, despise it so bad that going to Statistic classes feels worse than getting tortured by Japs during WWII. If possible, make sure you get that particular subject's lecturer friggin pissed at you. Once he's pissed, he'll be bias towards you regardless and make your life a living hell. No matter, all the better for achieving your goal procrastinating his shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STEP 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Make sure, that if you have a period of time to do that particular assignment/project/homework,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; even bother touching it until its 12 hours to submission. To rid yourself of any sort of guilt conscience, find yourself a mate to do the same thing together. Basically if you die, he dies too. Happy eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;STEP 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always keep some movies/anime/drama series in your laptop or pc. this is very very helpful when you are required to start work. Naturally, you'll feel damn lazy and these movies/dramas/anime will be the perfect excuse and the perfect distraction. Otherwise, even if you're lazy you don't have a proper distraction and will end up doing your work dutifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;STEP 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you smoke, make sure that you do not stock up prior to starting work. this will give you the perfect excuse to curi keluar. If you don't, just curi keluar as well. when asked, just say that you went to get coffee or else you'll simply drop asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;STEP 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that whenever you start work, please somehow just feel sleepy. It doesn't matter if you just woke up from a 5 hour nap. train yourself to become sleepy whenever work is concerned. Achieve that and you'll be a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go, 5 basic yet essential steps. lets just hope i don't get sued by lecturers/teachers out there for destroying kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-9167862206610091203?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/9167862206610091203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=9167862206610091203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/9167862206610091203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/9167862206610091203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/01/guide-to-epic-procrastination.html' title='Guide to Epic Procrastination'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-467089566744432757</id><published>2009-01-03T15:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:39:38.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year'/><title type='text'>Oh Wait..its 2009 already?</title><content type='html'>Time flies. i just stumbled past 20 years of my life and this will be the 21st year. Heh which means i am officially legal for clubs and casinos. though it doesn't really make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not bother going out for countdown since i'm pretty sure i stated before that i hate the crowds. am not anti-social, simply just can't stand crowds. Maybe i'll just do a Hibari Kyouya and bite people who crowd to death. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i did go out, albeit to do work. was at the Brickfields Maha Vihara temple helping out for their appreciation dinner thing. and 2 hours of continous serving food can really break your arm. Some more an idiot named Jason was constantly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flirting&lt;/span&gt; with the women, don't care old or young. simply infuriating. but the overall experience was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SV8ULu_FccI/AAAAAAAAANc/BxT2bAKGCFA/s1600-h/bmv+appreciation+nite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SV8ULu_FccI/AAAAAAAAANc/BxT2bAKGCFA/s320/bmv+appreciation+nite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286966679379997122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Big group pic, with all the cute adorable kids in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a gut feeling 2009 will be a great year. and i mean it from all aspects namely studies, material stuff, money and relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a gut feeling though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like people say, "2008 has been great but 2009 will be greater"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally thats bollocks to me. but well, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Happy new Year out there, a bit late though but its the feelings that count all the same.&lt;br /&gt;and, Happy B'day to Mel. you're gonna be 21, tomorrow. i can start calling you auntie soon! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-467089566744432757?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/467089566744432757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=467089566744432757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/467089566744432757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/467089566744432757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-waitits-2009-already.html' title='Oh Wait..its 2009 already?'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SV8ULu_FccI/AAAAAAAAANc/BxT2bAKGCFA/s72-c/bmv+appreciation+nite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-3400179080549031782</id><published>2008-12-30T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:48:56.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DragonBall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Everybody Loves DragonBall</title><content type='html'>I repeat, everybody friggin loves DragonBall, the japanese anime which is already an epic all-time favourite all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SVkMf1ggvrI/AAAAAAAAANU/Bap_PUPaQOA/s1600-h/dragonball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SVkMf1ggvrI/AAAAAAAAANU/Bap_PUPaQOA/s320/dragonball.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285269378774908594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe that pic ain't the best, but you guys get the picture and what i'm trying to say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine to my horror (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok ziwen's first since he discovered it earlier&lt;/span&gt;) when i saw something like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YJxRYgPcoW0&amp;amp;annotation_id=annotation_804757&amp;amp;feature=iv"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too troublesome? ok here you go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJxRYgPcoW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YJxRYgPcoW0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mortified already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you FUCKING bet I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Americans, and I love their movies, but this is fucking overdoing it. How the fuck did Son Goku became a friggin Ang Mo Kia?! Niamah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans and the fucking Hollywood is making me snap big time. they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;English-fied&lt;/span&gt; The Forbidden Kingdom, and now they're doing it to DragonBall? Tiu! Forbidden Kingdom kena &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Englished&lt;/span&gt; also not that bad, but DragonBall? Holy fuck man, are they really trying to turn the world against them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulma is now a gun-toting chick. all i can say i fucking good job la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, i'm sick of it. Us fans deserved better than to watch those shitty Americans rip off something from us Asians and turn it into a piece of shit work. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think The Departed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziwen's already fallen ill by the way. i' guessing its too much of a trauma for him. far worst compared to me. And i bet he won't be the only one. Dragonball fans all over the world are definitely puking their guts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is...WTF, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-3400179080549031782?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/3400179080549031782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=3400179080549031782' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3400179080549031782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3400179080549031782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/12/everybody-loves-dragonball.html' title='Everybody Loves DragonBall'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SVkMf1ggvrI/AAAAAAAAANU/Bap_PUPaQOA/s72-c/dragonball.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-6238721529753753148</id><published>2008-12-27T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T17:58:02.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Silent Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas came and went, and frankly speaking, nothing much happened. I know most people out there have a normal routine of meeting up with friends and going for a lavish dinner and followed by a night of heavy partying and boozing. I don't really dig that, although i seriously don't mind the boozing part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few years, my usual routine was to spend Christmas Eve with my crazy buddhist friends at one of their houses, doing and talking crazy stuff before chilling at the mall or something the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, most of them were busy so i spent Christmas Eve, Christmas and Boxing Day with Jin, Eryl, Tracey, Hon Ming, Ser Yiing and her funny boyfriend and a few others. Like the title suggests, it was quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not that quiet also actually since most of the time was spent playing mahjong (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've finally got a grasp on that game&lt;/span&gt;) and laughing over crazy stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, i did not take any pictures at all. Was too overwhelmed by Tracey's mum's Sony Alpha 900, i think, which is equivalent to the Canon 1D Mk III. bloody hell. haha. i so need new camera gear come Chinese New Year.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i'm going to stop here. Epic Zhengguan has nothing to write today. Nights of insufficient sleep has dried up his usually active and crazy brain. Was just writing this in the first place because somehow i felt that i've abandoned it for a week too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'll be back, i hope with more epic stuff to yak about soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-6238721529753753148?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/6238721529753753148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=6238721529753753148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6238721529753753148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6238721529753753148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/12/silent-christmas.html' title='Silent Christmas'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4179139529506791032</id><published>2008-12-20T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:40:48.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D2YC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalyana mitras'/><title type='text'>D2YC 2008's epic committees</title><content type='html'>Every camp/event/organization needs someone who's really crazy and outta their minds to be the organizing committee, and likewise, D2Y's the same as the rest. This post will be a picture post of those crazy nutty individuals who basically just dropped 1 week of their lives to run a camp for 72 teens aged between 14-18 and did it so damn well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyUIACSNUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cfFP5ZUMTqI/s1600-h/IMG_1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyUIACSNUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cfFP5ZUMTqI/s320/IMG_1474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281759328168195394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The morning before everything started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyUluvmkAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Re66cWacI4Y/s1600-h/IMG_1496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyUluvmkAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Re66cWacI4Y/s320/IMG_1496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281759838922510338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;TuanTynn@Pink Terrorist. seriously, no kidding.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyU_k0gp_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TPwuGLxSMvY/s1600-h/IMG_1497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyU_k0gp_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TPwuGLxSMvY/s320/IMG_1497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281760282935338994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Seeee, the sinister face pun dah keluar.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyWI0z7UKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nxEdlnGY6VU/s1600-h/IMG_1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyWI0z7UKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nxEdlnGY6VU/s320/IMG_1503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281761541358309538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ultraman Wing(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;) and CK (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;) camp coordinators&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyW2EE2WmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/htuPpemDXsw/s1600-h/IMG_1513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyW2EE2WmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/htuPpemDXsw/s320/IMG_1513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281762318549932642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;The baby of the group, Ai Ling. Seriously, she's only 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyYKOi4j6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/a-RyA_GScIU/s1600-h/IMG_1530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyYKOi4j6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/a-RyA_GScIU/s320/IMG_1530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281763764469272482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ron, the disciplinarian of the group.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately he had to fly off to Paris 1 day into camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyZ17tZvcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/m443yYvxnCg/s1600-h/IMG_1800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyZ17tZvcI/AAAAAAAAAKc/m443yYvxnCg/s320/IMG_1800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281765614838988226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;SS-ing is something we do best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyasbimwxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/nceWid2ceUc/s1600-h/IMG_1830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyasbimwxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/nceWid2ceUc/s320/IMG_1830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281766551096574738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The 3 jokers from Malacca: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;L-to-R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;, Kirksmen, Sebastian, Julian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUybiR-sPCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/DdaSc_LwR-c/s1600-h/IMG_1864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUybiR-sPCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/DdaSc_LwR-c/s320/IMG_1864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281767476242955298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Aunty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Feng (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;) and Kuanli.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUycf6iLaSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/cY8aY22oxEE/s1600-h/IMG_1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUycf6iLaSI/AAAAAAAAAK0/cY8aY22oxEE/s320/IMG_1897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281768535101237538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Miss Phang. nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyd1Xx6ajI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YEqZvkf0PPw/s1600-h/IMG_2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyd1Xx6ajI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YEqZvkf0PPw/s320/IMG_2048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281770003240741426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Wai Cheong, in charged of feeding us all throughout the whole duration of camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyfGFUqS4I/AAAAAAAAALE/n1PtjoFr9cQ/s1600-h/IMG_2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyfGFUqS4I/AAAAAAAAALE/n1PtjoFr9cQ/s320/IMG_2238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281771389855615874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Alex (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;the bald one XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;) celebrating his suprise b'day with a couple of December babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUygHDg-idI/AAAAAAAAALM/6oYyWUsUrJM/s1600-h/IMG_2313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUygHDg-idI/AAAAAAAAALM/6oYyWUsUrJM/s320/IMG_2313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281772506061900242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ming Yi &amp;amp; June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyjdJujRKI/AAAAAAAAALU/4qDqmh-BpHY/s1600-h/IMG_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyjdJujRKI/AAAAAAAAALU/4qDqmh-BpHY/s320/IMG_2353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281776184221451426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jason and Valerie, the original Terrorist, mentor of the pink terrorist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUykPBSBcqI/AAAAAAAAALc/IrDNMrGrba0/s1600-h/IMG_2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUykPBSBcqI/AAAAAAAAALc/IrDNMrGrba0/s320/IMG_2411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281777040947770018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Kirks trying out his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;flashing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt; skills, and yeh its a Sony. damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUylC9Km2SI/AAAAAAAAALk/DZk1AAsyofQ/s1600-h/IMG_2495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUylC9Km2SI/AAAAAAAAALk/DZk1AAsyofQ/s320/IMG_2495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281777933196122402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Friggin epic expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUylcj-mmlI/AAAAAAAAALs/Bi6KkMH7s-4/s1600-h/IMG_2501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUylcj-mmlI/AAAAAAAAALs/Bi6KkMH7s-4/s320/IMG_2501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281778373111487058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUymGTyRhpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7EbHIbRHnWQ/s1600-h/IMG_2595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUymGTyRhpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/7EbHIbRHnWQ/s320/IMG_2595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281779090319312530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;the owner of the bloody Sony, Sang Haans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyma9YSbnI/AAAAAAAAAME/CNreBnZE1zM/s1600-h/IMG_2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyma9YSbnI/AAAAAAAAAME/CNreBnZE1zM/s320/IMG_2607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281779445081992818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Wan Zhen (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;in blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;) damn SS weih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyoUNRpb9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/AkCBzIFcAOA/s1600-h/IMG_2890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyoUNRpb9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/AkCBzIFcAOA/s320/IMG_2890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281781528113278930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;That'll be Haw Lun in nail polish.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUypOUkPHTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/E4Vyzz7fINk/s1600-h/IMG_2962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUypOUkPHTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/E4Vyzz7fINk/s320/IMG_2962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281782526502706482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sebastian and one of his wide range of facial expressions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyq8vG3lBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ggwrOSbp0lc/s1600-h/IMG_7206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyq8vG3lBI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ggwrOSbp0lc/s320/IMG_7206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281784423412896786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Shashi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyrWnVyWpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yQOEAT-jv4M/s1600-h/IMG_7267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyrWnVyWpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yQOEAT-jv4M/s320/IMG_7267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281784868004584082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Okaaaay, this wasn't supposed to happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyr_apZFjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/jaqAUvD4Gk4/s1600-h/IMG_7277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyr_apZFjI/AAAAAAAAAM0/jaqAUvD4Gk4/s320/IMG_7277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281785568971789874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Those who can't reach (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUysbW49LgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sLwGjAXRePM/s1600-h/IMG_7278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUysbW49LgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sLwGjAXRePM/s320/IMG_7278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281786048999665154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;and those who can (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Kirks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally last of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUytd6HrD7I/AAAAAAAAANE/jdo5bbp03PE/s1600-h/IMG_7031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUytd6HrD7I/AAAAAAAAANE/jdo5bbp03PE/s320/IMG_7031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281787192327999410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;the group pic. too bad i wasn't there. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great fun working with these bunch of fellas, hope to do that again soon.&lt;br /&gt;till then, cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-4179139529506791032?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4179139529506791032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4179139529506791032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4179139529506791032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4179139529506791032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/12/d2yc-2008s-epic-committees.html' title='D2YC 2008&apos;s epic committees'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SUyUIACSNUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cfFP5ZUMTqI/s72-c/IMG_1474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-2472460072234388279</id><published>2008-12-12T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:55:17.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KTM Bhd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the fuck is wrong with world'/><title type='text'>KTM Bhd is fubar</title><content type='html'>I'm going to refrain from using Ktm as much as possible from now onwards. The main reason? no, its not because of its bad service, its also not because of its ineffectiveness and always being late, and its definitely not because everytime you board the ktm from KL Sentral its like trying to walk in the opposite direction of an onrushing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;orc horde&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the real reason why i scared, freaked, digusted and pissed off at ktm is because of the number of homo passengers they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets make this clear, i have absolutely nothing against gays or lessbians. In fact, they can be quite a turn on if they're hot. i said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me, and my sorry eyes, ktm don't get no hot gays or lessbians. No, they get the motherfucking ugly and fucked up beyond all recognition types. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;. As if being fugly isn't bad enough for them, they just had to be gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you guys should know la, how bloody cramped the ktm can get during peak hours, especially from kl sentral to places. Imagine la while you're cramping up in such a tight space, body to body and then straight in front of you is a motherfucking ugly gay duo. Visual diarrhea weih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i've experienced 2 such situations, sad to say. the first was a few months back, and there was these 2 fucking ugly, fucking fat, fucking beh tahan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keling&lt;/span&gt; women. Goodness i tell you ah, the amount of public display of affection is horribly banyak. Ass spanking, groping up each other. urgh. if i was carrying a baseball bat at that time i'm pretty i would've made the next day headlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other was yesterday as i was travelling back from Setapak. the usual situation, cramped train, fucking stupid passengers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I TELL YOU AH, THEY CAN STILL TRY TO PUSH THEIR FUCKING ASSES IN EVEN THOUGH ITS BLOODY OBVIOUS THE COACH IS FULL MAX&lt;/span&gt;, and a pair of motherfugly gay malay/indon buggas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i did not notice them at all, i was busy trying to hang on to my camera which was slipping away. But there was this gal in front of me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;next to those gay shites&lt;/span&gt; who kept frowning and rolling her eyes. I thought she kena raba la, so i looked over to how bad it actually was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holy Fuck!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you ah, i rather sit down at TBR and watch Rae and Psycho put on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil &amp;amp; Jesus Show&lt;/span&gt; also way better weih. bloody fucking hell man. the only thing they were lacking was that they weren't smooching all over. If they did that, then sorry la, somebody's head is gonna fly through the window weih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if Ziwen was there at that time, i don't wanna picture his reaction lo. That guy already so anti homos, what more motherfugly homos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hence from today onwards, unless i really have no choice whatsoever, i will not take the ktm.&lt;br /&gt;Never, ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-2472460072234388279?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/2472460072234388279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=2472460072234388279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2472460072234388279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2472460072234388279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/12/ktm-bhd-is-fubar.html' title='KTM Bhd is fubar'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5415181868551164618</id><published>2008-12-10T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:42:18.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BECCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot chicks'/><title type='text'>BECCA</title><content type='html'>Seriously, i have a thing for Japanese chicks. Especially those American born ones that do not even have a Japanese name, yet they are Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on it was 14 year old Kylee Saunders, and she is awesome, voice, looks and all. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no I'm not a pedo!&lt;/span&gt;) Now, i just discovered BECCA, short for Rebecca Emily Hollcraft and also known as Becca-chan. See, not a bit at all Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/ST-oGg9G7NI/AAAAAAAAAJk/acLplIadhaY/s1600-h/51ibrxBS7qL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/ST-oGg9G7NI/AAAAAAAAAJk/acLplIadhaY/s320/51ibrxBS7qL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278122118180433106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;becca-chan is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see la, even though she looks only the slightest bit oriental and i doubt if she does speak Jap well since her english is like awesome, i just like her, just because she is Jap at the very slightest bit, smilarly to Kylee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heritage aside, she's hot. I like her voice. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck&lt;/span&gt;, i sound like a bloody him-bo but yea, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boh bian&lt;/span&gt;. In fact, i think she's way better than Avril Lavinge anyways.  i rate her among the likes of Hayley Williams. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiu lo, why the fuck am i blogging on chicks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ok la, i write some more i'm going to sound bloodily retarded, sad but true. So i guess i'll just leave it at here, you guys can watch her mv, leave some feedback. And go youtube to search for more of her songs. Like Kylee, she's signed under Sony Music Japan so I'm not sure if her music will even reach this shithole of a country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PhPoGqC_LPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PhPoGqC_LPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5415181868551164618?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5415181868551164618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5415181868551164618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5415181868551164618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5415181868551164618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/12/becca.html' title='BECCA'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/ST-oGg9G7NI/AAAAAAAAAJk/acLplIadhaY/s72-c/51ibrxBS7qL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-2320534321643054874</id><published>2008-12-08T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:04:36.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D2YC'/><title type='text'>D2YC 2008!!</title><content type='html'>hurrah! the best buddhist youth camp in the country is back. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heehee, memang perasan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll start on 14th December till the 19th, which means i'm going to be skipping a shitload of classes, but then again, since when have i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, the working committee were quite slackful and slumber this year, which resulted in a late start of planning and late promotions and therefore just a miserly amount of 60 participants joining. But that's actually quite a good thing, since we'll be able to bond more with the participants, and i mean bond as in friendship bond, so knock those dirty thoughts off your minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i'll be in charge of logistics, at the same time handling a couple of programs. I think logistics is after all what i do best, since i do have the aura and presence to have the spotlight shinning on me. not to mention that i'm a bloody lousy actor, unlike actor, unlike those goofs from Melacca, Kirks, Sebastian and Julian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite behind schedule in a lot of things, which include shopping. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll not be having some of the usual faces around, namely Ron who's a master in discipline, Simyi who's a master in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kay poh&lt;/span&gt;, SimLi, but the rest of the rest will all be there, be it throughout the whole duration or just for a couple of days. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For once, CK's gonna be there full time as in full time&lt;/span&gt;*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be a few new additions to the working committee of course, and we are very damn grateful to welcome the likes of TuanTynn who's given the nickname &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pink Terrorist&lt;/span&gt; (don't ask) and who i just found out that she can scream shrilly indeed, together with Shashi, Ai Ling who's the baby in the group but trust me she does not at all look 15, Sang Haans, Ming-yi and Su Jin. You guys must have had some real good karma to be part of this group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, D2YC is one reason why i look forward to year ends. Not because i get to skip class, but its because its really a great feeling doing something great for teens to enjoy. I'm not much of Dhamma practitioner, so this is like the best way i can contribute and gain good karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D2YC is not going to be all fun and games, as we really hope that those kids that joined really do learn something and do something in their life. Well, we hope la, but whether it happens or not, thats another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, i'm prolly ranting too much. Maybe its because i'm dead tired, and my chest, arms and back hurts like a bitch, no thanks to Kirks' method of morning exercise. Damn, i'm so fucking out of shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, time to get myself some rest.&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: oh, and i'll upload the pre-camp pics whenever i can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-2320534321643054874?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/2320534321643054874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=2320534321643054874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2320534321643054874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2320534321643054874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/12/d2yc-2008.html' title='D2YC 2008!!'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-6174957200316510310</id><published>2008-12-05T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:35:42.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarification'/><title type='text'>Just to Clarify</title><content type='html'>I know i scared the shit out of Psycho the other day talking about some lolicon stuff. Well i just want to clarify, Epic Zheng is not a perverted stalker, nor is he a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hamsap &lt;/span&gt;fella, and he most definitely do not have weird taste in women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, i'm damn straight, not a single bit of being gay at all. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because my hair is long don't mean shit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i just want to state la, if the chick is hot, i don't mind the age. Chiaki Ishikawa is like 39 and she's friggin hot and makes everyone go,  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF WEIH!"&lt;/span&gt;, not to mention how awesome her voice is.  Ziwen, knows that best since he's like constantly watching her videos on youtube. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a couple of links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3j-UQNYiiE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Link 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iNCXiMt1bR4"&gt;Link 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylee Saunders, ya well, she's 14, definitely underaged. but thats just one a kind. You don't see many 14 year olds who are that hot with an awesome voice like that. Besides, i've always had a thing for Japanese girls. i find Japanese girls the prettiest among oriental countrie. Screw Koreans, Taiwanese and Chinese. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you guys, and gals out there need not be worried, since like i said, i'm not a perverted stalker. So please hor, when any of you get married in the future years to come, let me know if you got kids.XD i can be the godfather. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-6174957200316510310?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/6174957200316510310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=6174957200316510310' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6174957200316510310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6174957200316510310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-to-clarify.html' title='Just to Clarify'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5782803805148208804</id><published>2008-12-03T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:09:12.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>So much for half an hour test run</title><content type='html'>I went cafe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;da gei&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. i thought i did myself a great job by abstaining from going cafe for the past 2-3 months. Mana tau, some things are just meant to be. A certain twist of fate as i would like to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben had a rough last night, getting rejected by the gal he went after for the past 3 years for some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good-fer-nothing&lt;/span&gt; lala shit. so obviously he was a bit emo-ish. His blog says all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziwen decided that he wanted to be a good friend to Ben and came over to TBR to yumcha. One of the really rare times when he sendiri came over. Otherwise if no one called, he'll be at home gaming his life away. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or at his gf's house? we'll never know&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, how convenient it was, that the game we've been raving on was installed into the cafe at Wangsa Maju. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloody Spanky &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even text us at 3.30am just to let us know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, Rae got herself a boyfriend, which made yum cha and cock talking a bit the hard since the two lovebirds (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll put in a picture once i get permission&lt;/span&gt;) are simply over each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanky was so amused/digusted/jealous that he was laughing and crying the whole time looking over at the two of them. Imagine, tears running out of old man Spanky's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of having a yum cha session with just 3 fellas, since Spanky was at a lost for words and the lovebirds more interested in something else, we were like "Hey, let's just go and try out COD 5's Nazi Zombies. 30 minutes only, won't kill wan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you la, since when the heck did we ever played 30 minutes of COD wan. of course don't have la. 5 hours was more likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we did play 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, no regrets at all weih! shooting Nazi zombies is waaay more fun than shooting humans. plus, since its a survival mode game, its damn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gan jiong &lt;/span&gt;wan weih, with zombies crowding up our asses whenever there's a breach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we like a bunch a kids all over, shouting and screaming in TBUN, acting like some jakuns who just came from the kampung areas. especially when we frigging get overrun by zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you guys don't know what game i'm talking about, i'll add in a link of ziwen's here as well since all he does is game reviewss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, sad thing was, we ogt our sorry asses pawned badly by zombies. the longest we could survive was 18 rounds before dropping dead 1 by 1. maybe its our tactics, maybe its our luck. who knows. but we had fun, and thats what important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually its not that important since i friggin wasted 5 precious hours, and did jack shit on my assignments especially moral. Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to ever go cafe anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine i admit, its a great game. When's the next round?XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5782803805148208804?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5782803805148208804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5782803805148208804' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5782803805148208804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5782803805148208804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-much-for-half-hour-test-run.html' title='So much for half an hour test run'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-2249175872284427567</id><published>2008-12-01T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:15:45.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Fuck the World</title><content type='html'>I am fucking pissy now. fuck the world. Fuck that fucking referee who's fucking fucking fucking blind. fuck that cibai motherfucker fuck face Van persie. Fuck Arsenal. why can't they just fucking lose. fuck the bunch of cina bangs who was sitting behind me talking as if they knew shit.  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hat-ttick&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ban-Bersie&lt;/span&gt;". Tiu niamah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. this is one reason why i fucking hate watching football alone. And this is why i fucking hate Malaysia for not having enough Chelsea supporters, the hardcore ones like me, not bandwagons. If only i had friends who supported Chelsea, i would not be writing this fucking post, instead i'll still be down at the mamak fucking those cina bang Arsenal supporters up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan ni na bu chow cibai. If i see or hear anyone insulting Chelsea tomorrow in class or gloating about how Chelsea lost, i swear, I'm gonna fuck that fella up so bad, his face would be so distorted, even his fucking mum would not fucking recognize him. you know what, I really do wanna see someone try doing that tomorrow. then i can fucking fuck him up nicely, release all my fucking tension onto him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, now i still need to study cyberlaw and write a fucking proposal for fucking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;engrish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck the world man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-2249175872284427567?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/2249175872284427567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=2249175872284427567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2249175872284427567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2249175872284427567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuck-world.html' title='Fuck the World'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-2998127019861356816</id><published>2008-11-30T09:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:24:23.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Goals &amp; Targets</title><content type='html'>i know i know, this is a bit unoriginal and uninspired and not at all creative, but i woke up like 20 mins ago, and was supposed to do some work, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my darn feature story &amp;amp; engrish proposal aint dont yet&lt;/span&gt;. But i had to go and read Ben's blog, and ended up, i got no mood for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways here are a few of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALISTIC&lt;/span&gt; goals be it long or short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pass my advanced diploma without any drawbacks and get my sorry arse over to Liverpool ASAP. sad to say, thanks to a certain fuckup lecturer, i'm finding it kinda hard now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) get myself at least another 2 more lenses. One of it would be the 28-135mm, and this would be for the long term since i'm not working and i don't see how the heck am i able to save up that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Kick my habbit of procrastinating. there's isn't much needed to elaborate on this. nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) get myself at least a 320gb harddisk, or the 1 terra straight. that's for storing anime purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) find myself a reason to stop my intake of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fresh air&lt;/span&gt;". I can be considered doing it on a social to heavy basis but i'm seriously not hooked nor do i enter withdrawals by stopping. therefore i need someone or something that is a reason for me to just drop it for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) visit Japan one day. I can go on and on regarding Jap stuff, but i think i better not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) send my mum over to Canada to retire. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is so that she doesn't interrupt in my life, hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) find some ways to get enough money to continue studies abroad. I really really don't wanna be in this shitty country when i enter the rat race one day. A career as a journalist here is as good as just being dead. I wanna be a sports reporter or a war journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) make plans for my life as a bachelor. This very friggin realistic i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) get into shape. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats 10, and out of the 10, i do not see myself achieving any of it yet, nor even close, perhaps maybe passing that advanced diploman and being a bachelor for life. others, well, we'll have to see. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNREALISTIC&lt;/span&gt; one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warning: it can be overly ridiculous, so you gotta bear with me to read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Go out on a date with Kylee Saunders. read my previous post on some details regarding Kylee, and yea, she's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Go on a staring with date (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which means i don't need to say anything&lt;/span&gt;) with at least one of Olga Kurylenko, Jessica Biel, Hayley Williams, Haruka Tomatsu, Maria Ozawa and Sora Aoi. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Invent a drug that prolongs people's life and make them immortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Buy over Chelsea Football Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Buy an island and turn into a nakkid paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Meet a vampire. I'm very intrigued by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Raise a rebellion against the current government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) and when that rebellion has overthrown the government, execute a genocide on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you-know-who-la&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unless they claim they're infidels, then its fine&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Rob a bank. i wanna know hows the feeling like. been watching too many movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats 9, and i think its crazy enough. or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i should prolly get back to work. I just hope i do do some work. Damnit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-2998127019861356816?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/2998127019861356816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=2998127019861356816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2998127019861356816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/2998127019861356816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/goals-targets.html' title='Goals &amp; Targets'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4504749471880776319</id><published>2008-11-29T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:09:02.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kylee Saunders'/><title type='text'>Kylee Saunders</title><content type='html'>I'm crazy over her. literally fucking crazy over her. yea i sound like some dumb himbo, but i guess every guy's got that kinda feeling once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know too much about her. Internet did not show too much. Got also its in Japanese, and as much as i love that country, people and its language, i speak nuts of Jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do know, i'll be walking the path of a pedophile or lolicon by dreaming about her. She's 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assure you guys, i'm still perfectly sane. I like her just like how Ben's crazy over Leah Dizon, Nick's crazy over Hayley Williams (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i like her as well&lt;/span&gt;), Ziwen's craziness over games, and Rae's infatuation over Johnny Depp and Edward Norton. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeh, you guys gotta watch her video. Love her la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNQJz32QHO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNQJz32QHO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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/9133400969864325663-4504749471880776319?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4504749471880776319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4504749471880776319' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4504749471880776319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4504749471880776319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/kylee-saunders.html' title='Kylee Saunders'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-6748520843385175034</id><published>2008-11-28T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:16:14.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November Madness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy stuff'/><title type='text'>November Madness</title><content type='html'>November is always a month of hectic-ness for me. Assignments mad rush, plus pre-camp prep and the rush to prepare for the actual camp. and speaking of which, i still have a couple of assignments not done, and loads of stuff to do for camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, we still found time for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad March&lt;/span&gt; as Rae puts it. you can visit her blog &lt;a href="http://akira-rae.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what she had to say bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while you're at it, check out &lt;a href="http://wadafarq.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ben's&lt;/a&gt; for his usual load of bragging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you guys do not know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wadaheck&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad March&lt;/span&gt; thing is all about, &lt;a href="http://akira-rae.blogspot.com/2008/11/final-verdict.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; should give you more insight on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a real fun thing to do. We basically just swaggered our asses into college with everyone staring over. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay maybe i was the only one who swaggered, since those lovebirds cuddled their way in&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People gave the look over, either smirking, grinning, laughing their sorry asses off, running away scared, hiding shyly behind some pillar or smilling and saying "hi". I don't care how many people think we're idiots and retards, but hey, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We did it, would you have&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll load in pics credited to Ben and Waikit at the bottom so lemme yak first. very lazy to pause and put in now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Psycho's friend TK was the real star in my opinion. That day wouldn't have happened if TK wasn't there to do us our make-up. and boy is he good. He whines and fusses over the subject but the end result is simply geng. Look at my face later and you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TK is a professional clown/magician/makeup artist by the way, and whoever who wants to organize some event can find him. He's a real nice guy and he won't eat ya. Let me know if needed though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the makeup took a heck of long time and we missed the chance to scared the shit out of Ms Lee, our annoying English lecturer. of all lecturers that day, i really wanted to see her most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we still made it to Mr Satwant's feature writing class. Boy, his eyes really bulged when he saw us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his eyes are really big btw&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was all a blur, cas things happened just too fast. We had a mob gathered in front of us in front of block V, where people kept asking "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are you guys PR students?" &lt;/span&gt;or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what event is this for&lt;/span&gt;" and so on. Basically, the answer is a big fat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; we're not PR students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got bigger when Ben arrived wearing his geisha makeup and his sister's mini skirt. Photograhs were flying left right front center. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jun, you got yourself a sister&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, all those crazies that day, were all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;journalism &lt;/span&gt;students. lets see, you got Ben, although he's moar like a part time, then you got Psycho who's my junior, Rae, me, Wai Kit whose impersonation of "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah Wong&lt;/span&gt;" is fucking hilarious and Rhou Rhou who did an awesome job with a retarded look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey maybe Ben Stiller oughta learn from Wai Kit and Rhou Rhou on how to look retarded, act retarded but being done in a nice way and not fucking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you la, the reputation for the journalism course is totally through the roof lo. Ms Chan nearly got a heart attack when she saw us. hehe. Mr Harry and TMJ, well they were sporting enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they could like use us on the prospectus cover for journalism instead of using some broadcast kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual march was fun. people kept staring, and whistling and cheering. I tell you la, the attention really gets to you weih. and especially Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben rocks man. he totally friggin erased any doubts i had on him pasal his masculinity. i mean, according to Yia, he had to had balls the size of medicine balls to do that kind of stunt lo. Me and Psycho, we've agreed on that cross-dressing is where we draw a line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only wished that he would had an erection at that time. it'll be super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough talk, i've yakked far too much, time for pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SS9rjW_6FMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qaKr3hNaZMI/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SS9rjW_6FMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qaKr3hNaZMI/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273551943887361218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me getting my "Zebra" makeup done by TK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SS9s1WOPaYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HnYyNNZGmKI/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SS9s1WOPaYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HnYyNNZGmKI/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273553352428317058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ben, my goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SS9t0j69wyI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FHREcXgXFcY/s1600-h/IMG_2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SS9t0j69wyI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FHREcXgXFcY/s320/IMG_2093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273554438437323554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I stress, Ben needs to shave his legs and get a wig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This should be all im posting here, anything else, please go to my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/album.php?aid=45705&amp;amp;id=697447249"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; to see. I'm dam lazy. my internet is so dam fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the thanks goes out to Rae for being the brains behind this whole madness, Ben for spontaneously joining and not backing out, Psycho for looking creepy as hell, TK for that awesome face paint job, Wai Kit &amp;amp; Rhou Rhou for looking awesome, the whole JR course for being equally crazy, Ms Chan, TMJ, Mr Harry and Satwant for being damn sporting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and special thanks to Cherry who did the viral marketing. She rocks la. too bad she had to fall sick on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep that'll be all, time for some fresh air.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/9133400969864325663-6748520843385175034?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/6748520843385175034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=6748520843385175034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6748520843385175034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6748520843385175034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-madness.html' title='November Madness'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SS9rjW_6FMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/qaKr3hNaZMI/s72-c/IMG_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-580624977486445730</id><published>2008-11-26T01:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:27:16.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucking lalas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Fuck them Lalas</title><content type='html'>i hate all things lala. I seriously fucking dislike all fucking things lala. they're a fucking disgrace to Chinese, they're a disgrace to our forefathers, they're a fucking disgrace to people who speak English (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when they do speak English&lt;/span&gt;) and they're a disgrace to whichever culture they're trying to follow, in this case its either Japanese or Taiwanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of all, i hate seeing shitty lala guys walking around with an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot-to-average&lt;/span&gt; looking non-lala girl. thats like the biggest fucking insult to all other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normal-to-cool&lt;/span&gt; guys out there. its worst then hitting jackpot but losing the betting ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news for me, I'm studying at TAR College. seeing lalas is unavoidable. sometimes my eyes even get a fucking overdose of lalas. Some more i'm in SSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalas think they're like cool with their, green, red, blue, dark purple, blonde, barbie blonde, white, pink, and all kinds of other shitty colors. I've nothing against dyed hair as long as it looks natural and not too striking. we as asians should always try to keep our heritage intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for all the lalas out there who happened to read this, or even if you don't, i just gotta tell you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fucking go and shave bald&lt;/span&gt;. or i'll fucking shave your head into patches. and this goes to the girls as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalas think they're damn cool and all dressing up to college. You know what, its fucking college for fuck sake. No one gives a fuck. Not me, not the lecturers and certainly not the very normal looking students. We don't even give a fuck you guys come to college nakkid (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok, maybe we do, by gathering round and beating you to a pulp&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalas, especially those who speak a little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;engrish&lt;/span&gt;, think they're cool and stylish by flinging &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;engrish&lt;/span&gt; here and there. well, you are most certain-fucking-ly not. you guys only make yourselves look stupid by exposing to the whole fucking whole that the size of your brain is as big as a pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalas who know a little technology think they're cool by studying designing and shit, playing with rich gadgets and cam-whoring like some bimbos. hey, are you guys trying to fucking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WIPE OUT THE WHOLE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;? get real weih. Lalas only compromise like what, 0.0001% of the human population. even if you guys are just naturally stupid, at least be considerate. think of your parents at the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And FYI all you Lalas out there. your clothing style stinks shit. you guys are Malaysians. fucking act and dress more Malaysian for fuck sake. don't try to be Jap or Taiwanese. We don't fucking want that. in fact, they don't even fucking want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of this guy, whose profile i happened to stumble upon while clearing up my friendster. Idiot thinks he's damn cool with shitload of piercings and tattoos, and occasionally applying makeup or some shit. He dyes his hair in colors and camwhores fucking lots. And best part is, he's supposedly an X-Japan fan or some shit. I bet my bottom-fucking-dollar that guy doesn't even know who Hide is or how Hide died.&lt;br /&gt;You guys can check his friendster or something, really fucking horrible. i think he's like one of the moar lala-ish lalas around weih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/waikeongie"&gt;THIS LINK&lt;/a&gt; for more info. check out the pics while you're at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And girls, y'all can do better then choosing a lala guy. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only meant for non-lala girls&lt;/span&gt;) Menyakitkan hati most guys around to see normal girls walking side-by-side, sometimes hand-in-hand with some really lala shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that should be bout it. anything else i'll just add in later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-580624977486445730?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/580624977486445730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=580624977486445730' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/580624977486445730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/580624977486445730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/fuck-them-lalas.html' title='Fuck them Lalas'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7709596786250169826</id><published>2008-11-25T19:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:50:26.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Epic-ness beckons</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be doing my moral ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck i'm so late&lt;/span&gt; ) assignment, instead, I'm watching Heroes S3 and writing this. Don't worry, multi-tasking is in epic zhengguan's genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just a doing a short post on tomorrow's epic day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the day, 4 major crazies, plus a couple of other minor crazies whom we successfully persuaded to join in the fun, be doing our thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben's gonna be in his sis' tank top, mini skirt and heels. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jun conveniently agreed to let him have the miniest skirt&lt;/span&gt;) Rae in afro wig, John Lennon sunglasses and a dress (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;told her to make it yellow, so that its striking enough &lt;/span&gt;), Psycho in attire inside out the other way around, and i'll be wearing my red undies outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be in makeup too. visit &lt;a href="http://akira-rae.blogspot.com/2008/11/final-verdict.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more details, since im lazy to write long. watching Heroes la, so gotta forgive a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we got a photographer too, with some crazy enough bandwagons to join in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;So it'll be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! and i'm just gonna say that instead of using "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fuck Yourself&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;",&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; i'll instead say "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Go Soak your Balls in Hot Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;". Not very funny and original i know, but i'm gonna use it especially since i just used it on Sing Ka Larn Ming Wei who thinks he's like so cool saying "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Go Fly Kite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;" repetitively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;there you go, now back to watching Heroes. I'm a bloody procrastinator.XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-7709596786250169826?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7709596786250169826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7709596786250169826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7709596786250169826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7709596786250169826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-of-epic-ness-beckons.html' title='Day of Epic-ness beckons'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-3416100890943378846</id><published>2008-11-20T17:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:57:51.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joel Neoh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Khailee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic pictures'/><title type='text'>Two days Two Interviews, Double the Epic-ness</title><content type='html'>First off I went and interviewed Khailee and Joel from YouthMalaysia pasal Youth 09' and the YouthSays website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole interview only took about 8-12 minutes? They're both good with answers. 1 answer covers 2-3 questions. And they are damn SELAMBA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead serious. Zhengguan is always very fair with his comments (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;except maybe that idiot Melissa&lt;/span&gt;), and what i say, i mean it. The YM office was like quite serious at first glance, except maybe a certain individual. ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Rae will know who&lt;/span&gt;) So i presumed that both Khailee &amp;amp; Joel are serious people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i was damn the wrong lo. Lookie below,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUnVUrzTwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4eU8ch79j-s/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUnVUrzTwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4eU8ch79j-s/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270662186190196482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Khailee's face is priceless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interview went well. Both of them were clearly very very friggin stressed, due to the&lt;br /&gt;Youth 09 project. And i was lucky to even had that short period of time to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, they're funny and cool. Khailee was constantly cracking up into laughter whilst Joel was calmer but equally as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the interview was when i asked them whether were they working under high stress levels. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda redundant i know, but i just had to ask&lt;/span&gt;) He cracked up, laughed a lot moar and started pulling at his hair. Definitely stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the best quote of the day was when he said," &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel a tingling sensation down my pants&lt;/span&gt;." Simply epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Time to interview JJ of Hitz.fm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben came along as my photographer for the second time, and this time Rae tagged along. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actually hor, she just wanted to skip moral class&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview was at the Astro office way over at Bukit Jalil. There i met the person whom i have been contacting all this while, Iza, the head of PR and a nice lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ, well what can I say. If the interview with Joel &amp;amp; Khailee was that slumber already, JJ's double that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUrosCB6cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/J3FDi-zJj0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUrosCB6cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/J3FDi-zJj0Q/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270666916921469378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;                                 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; just being JJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really slumber lo. The whole interview did not feel like an interview at all. Its moar like talking with a friend at the mamak or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ was real funny. The whole he was talking, we kept cracking up. and he's a natural talent in entertaining people. and the facial expressions, priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the lasted about 20 minutes or so, but it was definitely more then enough information for me to write an awesome epic story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUu8uqk7sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ez0K6oi2H2Y/s1600-h/IMG_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUu8uqk7sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ez0K6oi2H2Y/s320/IMG_0972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270670559760674498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                             &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what...the..fuck...is wrong with my smile? tiu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, i figured once we're done with the interview, we should've been leaving. Mana tau, Iza, the nice PR lady, took us on a nice tour around the radio studios. WOOTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ean (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yea he is short after all&lt;/span&gt;) and Jin (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as well as Rudy earlier&lt;/span&gt;) and saw bunch of other radio announcers at work. I think that was Noun at the Lite.fm studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways it was real cool, and i remembered why i wanted to become a radio deejay back when i was kid. maybe not anymore since i discovered that my strenght aint in talking cas i talk rather fast, but its in writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was to head over to TBR, Foon Lok for lunch, but thats a story for another day.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but before i leave, i just need to show some epic pics. Hee Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUvwvK1xFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/TDGA0pRImc0/s1600-h/IMG_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUvwvK1xFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/TDGA0pRImc0/s320/IMG_0953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270671453249193042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That gal took my DSLR and friggin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;camwhored&lt;/span&gt;!! ok, maybe i'm at fault for being in the pic as well looking like some horny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah pek&lt;/span&gt;. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUwoA1iFKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/dVOTzFbWGmU/s1600-h/IMG_0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUwoA1iFKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/dVOTzFbWGmU/s320/IMG_0954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270672402884465826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And another! Ok, she's a natural poser in front of the camera, and maybe i was encouraging her just a lil too much since she went took a few moar but i've decided against my principle not to publish it since she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beg &lt;/span&gt;me not to. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll state again, Rae, you look fine to good in white. Don't la despair. ishhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite, cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-3416100890943378846?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/3416100890943378846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=3416100890943378846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3416100890943378846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3416100890943378846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-days-two-interviews-double-epic.html' title='Two days Two Interviews, Double the Epic-ness'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSUnVUrzTwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4eU8ch79j-s/s72-c/IMG_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-1952857478399453552</id><published>2008-11-18T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:27:37.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College Life'/><title type='text'>Siaoness</title><content type='html'>We're young, still in college, haven't yet reached our prime (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in fact, its a long way more&lt;/span&gt;) and this the best time to do something silly and stupid. Silly things are meant to be done while we're still young so that we can stroke our beard(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for the men only&lt;/span&gt;) when we're 70 (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if we live that long&lt;/span&gt;) and tell some awesome grandfather story to our cucu-cucu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically Rae's gonna wear a dress, a pink one, together with makeup and heels. There's definitely nothing silly there, but that gal despite being an attractive one in appearance as well as character, will go all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mushy&lt;/span&gt; when touched with her more feminine side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, she'll only be agreeing to it if the bunch of crazy fellas around her in college do something crazy and silly as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psycho promises to wear antlers and his shirt inside out, the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad enough no? No, me, I'm gonna don my undies &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;outside&lt;/span&gt;! yea exactly like Superman and Batman, just without the superpowers, looks and physique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not bad enough? Well Ben's gonna wear his sis' pink &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tank top&lt;/span&gt; plus a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mini skirt&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heels&lt;/span&gt; if it fits.^^ Well, i'm damn sure the top will fit though. Hee. Thats gonna be epic. So much for him being the Infamous Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i promise, there will, be epic pictures posted. For memories sake sial!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Rae, fast fast agree, fast fast set a date for a massive unleash of siaoness!XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Ziwen, Bob/Adrian/Yia, Melissa, Ella@Huishan &amp;amp; Waikit, come on la, don't be boring people. Join the club! And to anyone else who is in TAR College, feel free to join in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, maybe we should make an official society or something if this works out.XD It'll crazy, fun and pack full with siaoness that you can only think of and do while you're still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of siaoness, the mamak fella at Steven's Corner Setapak is pretty much siao also. As &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most &lt;/span&gt;of everyone knows, Melissa can be a real pain in the arse when it comes to ordering food, drinks or whatever. She's damn indecisive and ends up spending 20-30 mins deciding on what to eat and drink. ( &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;either that or she'll suddenly have a stomachache and won't eat&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this mamak fella, since we kenal kenal and all already, being regulars, suggested, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEH AIS LIMAU CHEESE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for her.XD fucking creative sial. I swear, if one day i do open a barista or kopitiam, i'll dedicate my time trying to concoct the best ever Teh Ais Limau Cheese for Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and i have an interview with Joel &amp;amp; Khailee of YouthMalaysia tomorrow and another with JJ of Hitz.fm on thursday. Exciting stuff coming right up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-1952857478399453552?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/1952857478399453552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=1952857478399453552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1952857478399453552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1952857478399453552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/siaoness.html' title='Siaoness'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-1568466519071921138</id><published>2008-11-18T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:15:22.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Meeting Wong Pei Tty</title><content type='html'>I'm sick of the cyberlaw assignment. its damn bloody repetitive, i think i will simply throw up anytime. Don't get me wrong, i like law, i just hate this bloody assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSGw9w_5hTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/yxNrYEJ4OnU/s1600-h/Picture+0012.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/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSGw9w_5hTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/yxNrYEJ4OnU/s320/Picture+0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269687614171612466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck it weih&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i went with Ella@Hui Shan to interview our national women's double player, Wong Pei Tty last saturday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i got jiok sou wan ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Tty's pretty much a down to earth gal, which kinda caught me by surprise since i half expected any national sportsman/woman to be of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lansi&lt;/span&gt; mould. Turns out she wasn't, and she was pretty chatty as well. although it was all in Chinese and i had to strain my ears to catch the words since my Chinese simply suck balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a 40 min or so interview, and i guess Ella's pretty happy, although i'm not (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i got no more leverage on her anymore&lt;/span&gt;). But since she's such a nice gal and all, i feel happy for her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSGzBDOj5II/AAAAAAAAAIU/QfXw66G1SIo/s1600-h/IMG_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSGzBDOj5II/AAAAAAAAAIU/QfXw66G1SIo/s320/IMG_0878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269689869627810946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                    Hui Shan looks Biiiiiiig next to Wong Pei Tty!!!hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok, back to cyberlaw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-1568466519071921138?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/1568466519071921138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=1568466519071921138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1568466519071921138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/1568466519071921138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/meeting-wong-pei-tty.html' title='Meeting Wong Pei Tty'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SSGw9w_5hTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/yxNrYEJ4OnU/s72-c/Picture+0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-6101834849678186215</id><published>2008-11-14T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:28:54.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Zoom Zoom</title><content type='html'>I am into photography as many of you guys who know me know. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heck, I even get branded as an artistic person thanks to my hair&lt;/span&gt;. Therefore, i do pride myself on the pics i shoot. Others may have critics or comments about the way i handle my photography, pasal technique, gear, and style. I'm actually fine with it, but i just wanna say la, photography &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aint &lt;/span&gt;a rigid thing. Its a freedom of expression, and i can do whatever i want with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I'm here to explain a bit my preference of photography. Not trying to create bad blood or anything, but i just feel need that i need people to understand me, my style and respect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love shooting portraits. Especially those with a very natural expression. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't mind posers though&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone has their own preference of type of pics they like to shoot, and yea, i really like shooting portraits. Sounds noobish right, for someone holding a big camera like me. But i feel that it is a challenging task indeed. Its not easy to really capture a person's expression at the snap of the moment. And to do it without he/her realizing it and posing for you is challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one that i like. Just cropped slightly, since i do not edit my pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0eyLen-HI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pGqzcCiTVKA/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0eyLen-HI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pGqzcCiTVKA/s320/IMG_0454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268400986516879474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Hui Shan@Ella by the way. And she's normally a cheerful girl with a constant smile. And i got her sour face over &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i-dunno-what&lt;/span&gt;. (no, not because of me, i swear!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing of me in photography is that i like using a zoom lens. I do not own bombastic gear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;, and all i have is a basic 55-200mm telephoto zoom lens. Doesn't give me the best of shots because of the shakiness and no IS, and also because the aperture paling besar also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;5.6 only. But I'm satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may think that i bring out that lens during the wrong time and the wrong occasion, but you know heck, there isn't any rules stating when baru you can use that lens. So lay off me for fucks sake. Some people may like the wide angle lenses more and thats their own choice, i do not make any remarks. I like my pics with the zoom especially the super up close zoom and there's nothing saying that i'm wrong by using that lens for what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few nice ones i got with that zoom lens. at least i think so, but i'm very much open to comments and advice, but not snide remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0iOI16niI/AAAAAAAAAHc/19NR6p_g0mA/s1600-h/IMG_0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0iOI16niI/AAAAAAAAAHc/19NR6p_g0mA/s320/IMG_0568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268404765380484642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is quite a poser pic la, but i like it. Thats Psycho (my junior) behind the *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kapui&lt;/span&gt;* Nikon btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0i_mzGoOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HGqXtYsUa14/s1600-h/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0i_mzGoOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HGqXtYsUa14/s320/IMG_0510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268405615235342562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0kRKKjXyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gk1zzsnrY2c/s1600-h/IMG_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0kRKKjXyI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gk1zzsnrY2c/s320/IMG_0801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268407016298340130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A shot of Ben. And just to state la Ben, i like shooting you because you have a very nice smile, and even when its not natural, its photoworthy. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0k4-C6oFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pdya5IsDepk/s1600-h/IMG_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0k4-C6oFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pdya5IsDepk/s320/IMG_0821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268407700239851602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really like this. I think if i had a better lens, i could've had a much better shot of this. Or maybe i could've adjusted the angle, but like i said, all these are all pics in the snap of the moment. No time to think, just shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that's prolly all. Oh and 1 more thing. I know skill pawns gear. But in situations where skills matter for nuts, gear still rules. that will be all i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait, i have 2 epic pics to show. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Although i'm pretty sure i'm gonna get fucked later on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0nEF2ZFSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/c6rMhgCYoQY/s1600-h/IMG_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0nEF2ZFSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/c6rMhgCYoQY/s320/IMG_0730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268410090336621858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Followed by this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0oFeWt_0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/fsGbzDHet80/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0oFeWt_0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/fsGbzDHet80/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268411213606158146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Epic le. I'm so dead on Monday. I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Rae ah, i buy you ice-cream ah, don't angry ya.XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9133400969864325663-6101834849678186215?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/6101834849678186215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=6101834849678186215' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6101834849678186215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6101834849678186215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/zoom-zoom.html' title='Zoom Zoom'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SR0eyLen-HI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pGqzcCiTVKA/s72-c/IMG_0454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-8801380842316873438</id><published>2008-11-07T10:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:48:52.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quantum of Solace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Craig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olga Kurylenko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='007'/><title type='text'>No Sex, Pure Action, thats what makes a Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SROnCKQZOzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1XVFz8_qf_A/s1600-h/poster3TEXT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 359px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SROnCKQZOzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1XVFz8_qf_A/s400/poster3TEXT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265736044880935730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pops got free tickets to the premiere for the 22nd James Bond installment, Quantum of Solace at Cineleisure for last night. So i was like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the heck, why not"&lt;/span&gt;. And its a damn good thing that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, QOS (Quantum of Solace) is fuck awesome. The story was well wrote, picking up from where we left off from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Casino Royale&lt;/span&gt;, and the action scenes was breathtaking. But most importantly of all, it the Daniel Craig who shines. A good actor always make a show good even if the script is bad, but if you have a great actor and a great script, you get an epic movie. And thats the case of QOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always told whoever who bothered to listen that Daniel Craig will be great as Bond, and he doesn't disappoints. If you ask me to rate, i rate him the best Bond after the epic Sean Connery, maybe even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone is the image of a pansy Bond( played by the shitty Pierce Brosnan), gone is the overkill of "My Name is Bond, James Bond", gone is the blardy high sex drive of Bond, and gone is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vodka Martini, shaken not stirred&lt;/span&gt;. In place, you get a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;, yes a man. A man who does things the hard way regardless of law, a man who fights first talk later( which usually doesn't happen since the other fella ends up dead) and a man who doesn't just resort to chasing skirts to get what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always a big Bond fan and i'm finally glad that Bond's image is no longer ruined by Brosnan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writers and producers themselves took a huge risk in QOS too, seeing as the last Bond film which had Bond high on revenge, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1989's Licensed To Kill &lt;/span&gt;by Timothy Dalton was a big flop. But i guess they nailed it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the supporting cast was great too. Olga Kurylenko has gotta be the best bond girl ever. I don't care what others think, i like Olga. And in QOS, she shines as well. I'm not too sure about the her chemistry with Daniel Craig, but she nails her role awesomely. I'll tell you what i like about her best, and thats her eyes. Her fierce eyes that is full of fight. Don't belive me? watch the show then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame Judi Dench as usual nails her role as M again. It is said that the writers felt that M was underused in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Casino Royale&lt;/span&gt; and this time, we do see slightly more of M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever it is, y'all had better fucking go watch QOS. I had better stop here or I'll be telling the plot out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-8801380842316873438?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/8801380842316873438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=8801380842316873438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8801380842316873438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8801380842316873438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-sex-pure-action.html' title='No Sex, Pure Action, thats what makes a Man'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SROnCKQZOzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1XVFz8_qf_A/s72-c/poster3TEXT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4832582895840565433</id><published>2008-11-06T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:15:07.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haruka Tomatsu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chihara Minori'/><title type='text'>Chihara Minori &amp; Haruka Tomatsu</title><content type='html'>I know i know, I'm supposed to be doing my moral assignment. I just get distracted easily. nothing beats the power of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up early this morning with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;high&lt;/span&gt; hopes of doing at least half of what that Mr.Wong required. I ended up watching a couple of episodes of anime plus two fuck awesome epic videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first is Paradise Lost by Chihara Minori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youtube link &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8xbFP325-H0"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xbFP325-H0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xbFP325-H0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the vid for those who are lazy to click on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradise Lost is opening theme for one of the most recent and will be epic anime this season, Ga-rei Zero. the song is awesome, and Chihara is beautiful. she's not the cutie cutie type and in that vid she's simply elegant. her black leather gloves and boots are to die for. plus that red dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chihara's got a great voice, which is to be expected since she's like one of the rising Japanese seiyu stars currently. Only 27 i think, and i repeat, she's beautiful! plus the violins in that vid just makes it all the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second is Motto Hade ni ne! by Haruka Tomatsu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youtube link &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B1vHWMRT8qk"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again for those who lazy to pergi youtube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1vHWMRT8qk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1vHWMRT8qk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motto Hade ni ne! is the opening theme for another awesome show, Kannagi. okay la, maybe the show aint that awesome la, but the song is great and Haruka's voice acting is fuck awesome. And, when i first watched the vid, i was like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fuckkkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her thights! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;thunder thights&lt;/span&gt; weih! like i said, fuck awesome. Haruka is not the most pretty Japanese gal, and certainly not the hottest around. but her thights are to die for. and her cuteness level is totally through the roof! whatever you guys do, you must fucking watch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and another plus, she's only 18!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time to wash up and prepare for class. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-4832582895840565433?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4832582895840565433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4832582895840565433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4832582895840565433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4832582895840565433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/chihara-minori-haruka-tomatsu.html' title='Chihara Minori &amp; Haruka Tomatsu'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-403840863674445575</id><published>2008-11-04T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:44:45.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canon Photomarathon Asia 2008'/><title type='text'>Of Photomarathon</title><content type='html'>Well it came and it went. Obviously i din win nuts. Like i said earlier, I was just there for the friggin experience. But i did get some consolation prizes, namely the uber nice landyard, some seriously sore feet, a deadly tired body, the priceless experience, the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excitement" &lt;/span&gt;walking around like some foreign tourists and some sounding from my ma for smelling like a smoked chimney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually very the malas to write an account by account of what actually happened, unlike &lt;a href="http://wadafarq.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ben&lt;/a&gt;, and even then, he also got a bit of his facts and timing wrong. Nvm, i forgive and forget. Anyways, i'll just post a pro and con of the events la. seriously very the malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Pros&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) gained some very fucking valueble experience. Now, i know how to win next year, and trust me, i fucking will.&lt;br /&gt;2) am very satisfied with my pics although its kinda cabut-ed from the main theme. Anyways, i think im the only one who can explain how my pictures do relate to the theme.&lt;br /&gt;3) the friggin 1K plus attendance was simply amazing! and its obvious that Canon pawns Nikon after all. Sorry all ya Nikon pussies out there!!!&lt;br /&gt;4) learned a coupla new skills. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;5) it was really nice to see gals in cameras. I aint a sexist or whatever shit, but i always had the impression that gals are not meant to hold any cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be all on the Pros. as for the Cons, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) friggin had to wait 1 hour to register even though i was only like 10 mins later than Ben. And the best art, those cibai fellas told me that my name wasn't on the registered online list even though i clearly did. Niama!!!&lt;br /&gt;2) walking all over KL is clearly fucked and destined for doom.&lt;br /&gt;3) the cibai system of submitting pics&lt;br /&gt;4) that fucked up Canon song that was playing over and over for like since 7am till .30pm?&lt;br /&gt;5) The fucked up 3 hours plus wait we made while waiting for a pretty obvious result.&lt;br /&gt;6) the bloody wedding photographer whos a blardy poser shit. wait...whats his name again? OH YA, its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zung&lt;/span&gt;! Niama! that fella really pose like crazy wan lo. even when all of us who were gathered there already, waiting to go home, he still continues to talk cock and pose.Cibai!!!&lt;br /&gt;7) Ben's posing. ahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;8) the winner of the DSLR category who obviously PP-ed his way into winning. PP is post production btw.&lt;br /&gt;9) the organisers lack of understanding that we, the participants are fucking the tired after a long day and yet made us wait 3 friggin hours before finally announcing the winners. damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la, dah la with that, now i'll show u a collection of the most poser-ish pics that day. Mind you, its usually Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8kILBv4UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZBP8kyGnV_Y/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8kILBv4UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZBP8kyGnV_Y/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264466212237074754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MOAR to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8k3XQEVqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/k6allWwEoew/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8k3XQEVqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/k6allWwEoew/s320/IMG_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264467022972212898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats Josh getting me to shoot him posing with his camera. Damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8lgh2LDZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uAN8K1Dj0po/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8lgh2LDZI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uAN8K1Dj0po/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264467730191027602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok thats not exactly posing, but Damn!!! Ben!!! Omigosh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8mHz-OmCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z634wwJcjzI/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8mHz-OmCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z634wwJcjzI/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264468405071550498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup, another Ben classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8mmSTepBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3oji4Q5GlxI/s1600-h/IMG_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8mmSTepBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3oji4Q5GlxI/s320/IMG_0174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264468928609821714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fuck weih, Ben &amp;amp; Nick's gotta be the two sickest photographers around. check out the chick's titties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8nYoB5ULI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WmC71ex9Qpc/s1600-h/IMG_2695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8nYoB5ULI/AAAAAAAAAG8/WmC71ex9Qpc/s320/IMG_2695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264469793435111602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My turn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8oEv_dsDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/k4Lt1hV2Czk/s1600-h/IMG_2694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8oEv_dsDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/k4Lt1hV2Czk/s320/IMG_2694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264470551486640178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Four tards posing for the timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, guess we're posers as well. But at the very least, we aint like that idiot poser Zung who thinks he's some big shot or shit. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, now that i've joined this year's, i'm pretty confident for the next photomarathon. Well not that its easy la, but all we've got to do is just figure out what the judges want.XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a slight reminder la, i still love Canon and all despite all my dissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-403840863674445575?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/403840863674445575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=403840863674445575' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/403840863674445575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/403840863674445575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-photomarathon.html' title='Of Photomarathon'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8kILBv4UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZBP8kyGnV_Y/s72-c/IMG_0113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-3906873869700143357</id><published>2008-11-02T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:38:15.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oktoberfest'/><title type='text'>Of Oktoberfest</title><content type='html'>Wasn't that great after all. Sure the 1 buck beer was really enticing. But a limit to 1000 bottles a day was like really potong steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there on Friday with Alvin with good hopes of downing at least 4 bottles. However, due to the fella's guitar class, the need for him to fetch his cousin, Keisha (i aint blaming you gal!^^), and of course, Alvin the genius had to take a wrong turn, we ended up only getting 2 bottles of whats the beer's name again?...Warsteingner or something since the 1000 bottles was all gone within 35 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean ok la, we're still quite happy la dapat 2 botol, since we arrived kinda late. but hor, this kinda beer fest, shouldn't really limit to just 1000 bottles lo. i know la, those companies will rugi a bit, but think of it, normally they pooch so much from the regular beer drinkers, this time round it should be their turn to give back a lil mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it was good too that i did not drink too much since i had the photomarathon the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'll just add a lil pic that i curi from Keisha. and heck yea my face's priceless. She got that damn straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8Mwix-q0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/cj6YwJU7O9U/s1600-h/beerfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8Mwix-q0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/cj6YwJU7O9U/s320/beerfest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264440517529086786" 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/9133400969864325663-3906873869700143357?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/3906873869700143357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=3906873869700143357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3906873869700143357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3906873869700143357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/11/of-oktoberfest.html' title='Of Oktoberfest'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQ8Mwix-q0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/cj6YwJU7O9U/s72-c/beerfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-6236285584271696429</id><published>2008-10-30T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:21:07.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Three is Auspicious</title><content type='html'>I just saw this on &lt;a href="http://akira-rae.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rae's&lt;/a&gt; blog, and i, got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tagged&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guess I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of the usual suspects&lt;/span&gt; huh. tq very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three names you go by&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) Zheng&lt;br /&gt;2) Ah Guan&lt;br /&gt;3) Cudicini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three screen names you have had&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) KG&lt;br /&gt;2) Ramos (don't ask)&lt;br /&gt;3) Chelseaboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three physical things you like about yourself&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) my dimple ^^&lt;br /&gt;2) my hair ^^&lt;br /&gt;3) my trusty left foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three physical things you don't like about yourself&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) my belly&lt;br /&gt;2) my eyes (they're small, damn chinese like)&lt;br /&gt;3) my double chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three parts of your heritage&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) Chinese&lt;br /&gt;2) Melaccan&lt;br /&gt;3) Ipoh-rian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three things that scare you&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) height&lt;br /&gt;2) ghost flicks (yes damnit laugh all you want)&lt;br /&gt;3) Chelsea losing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three of your everyday essentials&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) handphone&lt;br /&gt;2) internet connection&lt;br /&gt;3) anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three things you are wearing now&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) white t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;2) blue sports pants&lt;br /&gt;3) army camo undies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three of your favourite bands or musical arts&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) Paramore ( you can't deny that Hayley Williams is friggin hot! XD)&lt;br /&gt;2) Linkin Park (who doesn't?)&lt;br /&gt;3) L'Arc-en-Ciel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three of your fav songs right now&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) The Celtic Tenors - Ireland's Call&lt;br /&gt;2) Pearl Jam - Last Kiss&lt;br /&gt;3) Jefferson Starship - Nothing's gonna stop us now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three things you want in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) a girl who enjoys football as much as me (hence i'll definitely stay single till I die)&lt;br /&gt;2) trust among each other (which leaves me free to go out and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wet&lt;/span&gt;!!!)&lt;br /&gt;3) good food ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) the legs&lt;br /&gt;2) the ass/butt&lt;br /&gt;3) the hair (blonde hair are a big nono)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three of your hobbies&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) watching anime&lt;br /&gt;2) reading, manga/books, anything basically (does not include studying)&lt;br /&gt;3) irritating Melissa and Huishan ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three things you really wanna do right now&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) drink beer (I'm thinking of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BeerFest&lt;/span&gt; at OneU tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;2) laugh hysterically&lt;br /&gt;3) smoke weed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three careers you're considering/considered before&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) journalist/reporter, either in the sports line or as a war reporter&lt;br /&gt;2) being a deejay like Rudy &amp;amp; JJ of Hitz.fm&lt;br /&gt;3) be a footballer, goalie to be exact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three places you want to go on vacation&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) Tokyo (Akihabara to be exact. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MOE MOE&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!)&lt;br /&gt;2) West London ( to visit Stamford Bridge and Cobham Street, home of Chelsea)&lt;br /&gt;3) Prague&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three things you want to do before you die&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) travel around the world, on a drinking exploration&lt;br /&gt;2) shoot some fantastic pictures (with a camera i mean)&lt;br /&gt;3) grow some courage to confess to the the girl that I like ( which prolly aint gonna happen, and therefore i'll remain single.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok there, I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now those i would like to see do this are&lt;br /&gt;- Ziwen&lt;br /&gt;- Ben&lt;br /&gt;- Jin&lt;br /&gt;- and whoever else that happen to stumble upon this lonely and secluded blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Ohandbytheway, I'm super pumped right now. Canon Photomarathon in less than 48 hours, and I've managed to secure an interview appointment with &lt;a href="http://www.joelneoh.com/"&gt;Joel Neoh&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://khailee.info/"&gt;KhaiLee&lt;/a&gt; of Youth Malaysia. Haaaaaaaaaaaappy sial!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-6236285584271696429?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/6236285584271696429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=6236285584271696429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6236285584271696429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/6236285584271696429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-is-auspicious.html' title='Three is Auspicious'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-3478047749842120697</id><published>2008-10-29T21:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:40:04.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot days'/><title type='text'>The Weather Can Kill</title><content type='html'>Yes I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt; serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest news on CNN.com says that the weather which is deteriorating as bad as Wall Street(wait, it crashed already...we're doomed!!) and the global economy is now turning deadly. All it takes is just 10 seconds getting exposed to the sun rays and you'll reduced to nothing but a pile of dust. All across Europe, there has already been hundreds of cases such as this whilst the situation in America is simply terrible, with the death toll touching the million mark. It wouldn't take too long to eclipse the Black Death of the old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Environmental experts called it A Scientific Phenomenon amidst a deadly one, while religious communities hailed it as The Second Coming. In fact, The Vatican even said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Embrace it, it is your destiny. Accept your fate.&lt;/span&gt;" As for every other normal person like you and me, we simply say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We're Fucked&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, I'm just kidding actually. That and I'm also conveniently practising my writing skills. Need to brush up before i get rusty. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, the weather now, it can really kill. Don't believe me? look below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQhwdjE4H5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/TILvTbFOZmQ/s1600-h/Picture+0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQhwdjE4H5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/TILvTbFOZmQ/s320/Picture+0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262579817516638098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;haha, saw that? believe me now? even if you do not get any fatal sun related disease, just by looking at that pic shortens your lifespan by 10 years. Ok i promise i won't show any more shitty pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQhxyeO1ddI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CFSP0_270uA/s1600-h/Picture+0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQhxyeO1ddI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CFSP0_270uA/s320/Picture+0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262581276505109970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;oops, guess i lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the weather is really bad, hot and humid and basically dry all round. i'm showering like 3 times a day, which is waaaaay overkill for me. And still after that, i'll still be covered in sweat. what makes matter worst is that my table at my Wangsa Maju place is under the fan, and still i sweat profusely. grrryahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact right now, i really really miss these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQh0HBROeKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7FITShOTeVs/s1600-h/2392168170_d9df201d30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQh0HBROeKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7FITShOTeVs/s320/2392168170_d9df201d30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262583828531017890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQh0ueXfkLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_lo0Jf9X30k/s1600-h/2336753409_3cffe0112a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQh0ueXfkLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_lo0Jf9X30k/s320/2336753409_3cffe0112a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262584506356830386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh well, one can never hope for things to be too good can they?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and to JJ of Hitz.fm who i presumed read the earlier blog post. I'm sorry man, didn't mean to "damn" you. just a little frustrated, you know... no offence ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-3478047749842120697?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/3478047749842120697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=3478047749842120697' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3478047749842120697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3478047749842120697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/weather-can-kill.html' title='The Weather Can Kill'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQhwdjE4H5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/TILvTbFOZmQ/s72-c/Picture+0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-4820607131110486566</id><published>2008-10-26T11:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:37:09.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slice of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luck'/><title type='text'>Luck is Great</title><content type='html'>I've had a tad of good luck lately. And i know i'm lucky for a reason. No one gets all the good luck in the world just like that. and yes, i believe that i'm lucky because of all the good Karma i've gathered during my past life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No i'm not spiritual enough to actually view my previous lives, its just a way of saying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why i'm saying this is becaue,(didn't i tell you there's always a reason?) i met an ol' friend of mine late night, no wait, it should be early this morning. Yea i met Joshua, &amp; his girlfriend, Hazel i think(if you happen to read this, i'm sorry kalau spelling off). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, meeting Josh ain't anything lucky actually. hah. Rather it was his girlfriend, Hazel who turn my average lousy day into one which i went "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lucky i called Josh to yum cha"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel is like this rather cool girl, who is in her last year of law degree at ATC Kemayan but doesn't look like the type at all, and she's kinda interesting to talk to and all, especially on topics regarding law. haha Josh was like so lost during those conversations. Well, after all he's a design student,....so yea. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, the best part was, she knows Ong Beng Hee(national squash player) and even his dad, woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQPyH2OLNRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/f2xWajhW1e8/s1600-h/Beng+Hee+007+QM032028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQPyH2OLNRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/f2xWajhW1e8/s320/Beng+Hee+007+QM032028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261315006326846738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, and so those of you who knows, i'm kinda struggling trying to find a suitable candidate to interview for a personality profile story for my assignment. (Damn the Lee Chong Wei and JJ of Hitz.fm for tak layaning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i got the option and the chance to interview Ong Beng Hee. Of course, thats only if i manage to contact him successfully la. but still its an opportunity better than none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks weih Hazel, banyak banyak. really &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;domo arigatou&lt;/span&gt; big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, since I'm already feeling lucky, lets just hope that luck will be able to win me a trip to NZ by winning the Canon Photomarathon Asia. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-4820607131110486566?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/4820607131110486566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=4820607131110486566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4820607131110486566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/4820607131110486566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/luck-is-great.html' title='Luck is Great'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQPyH2OLNRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/f2xWajhW1e8/s72-c/Beng+Hee+007+QM032028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5830237505868196804</id><published>2008-10-25T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T16:03:05.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysian political shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Najib Abdul Razak'/><title type='text'>You've Gotta Be Kidding Me, Right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQLNqdZUpuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cI49Gdu61gg/s1600-h/najib4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQLNqdZUpuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cI49Gdu61gg/s320/najib4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260993444051199714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our DPM and soon to be PM said he'll be making an announcement come Friday couple days back. So as usual I figured he wanted to make some smartypants remarks on his nemesis Anwar or at least some new movement to help save our economy seeing as he's already the Finance Minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, no, I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was barely even close. our dear DPM went and announced that he's ready to abolish Malay special rights, the NEP, in hopes of a kononnya better future, saying that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;if we do not change, the people change us&lt;/span&gt;. And yes, he had to STRESS that it can only be done gradually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interview with Bloomberg TV, Najib was quoted as saying,"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In the not-too-distant future, we will see all the elements of the New Economic Policy being replaced.&lt;/span&gt;. which he conveniently did not mentioned by when thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also added that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it's a huge challenge, and there must be this political will and desire to change within Umno, finally ending with he doesn't expect people to look at them in more favourable terms unless they change, unless they rectify our weaknesses&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/index.php/malaysia/11093-najib-ready-to-end-special-privileges-for-malays"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niama! Mr Dear Old Deputy Najib Abdul Razak, you wanna bullshit also use your friggin brains la. You're just really scared that Anwar do take over control of the federal government la. For your own sake right, don't go around announcing things that you most prolly won't even achieve. Talk cock meh. No wonder they're able to link you with Atlantuya's murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're really so free, go and think of a way to improve the current economy la. think of how more money can be put into consumers' pockets in order for our economy to receive a boost. Go and think of how to get traders to reduced prices of almost everything. And most importantly of all, fucking go and reduced the petrol price la. Global petroleum price already skydiving, you still don't wanna reduced the price? Tiu!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5830237505868196804?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5830237505868196804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5830237505868196804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5830237505868196804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5830237505868196804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/youve-gotta-be-kidding-me-right.html' title='You&apos;ve Gotta Be Kidding Me, Right?'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQLNqdZUpuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cI49Gdu61gg/s72-c/najib4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-3055243384432539791</id><published>2008-10-25T10:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T11:05:55.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canon Photomarathon Asia 2008'/><title type='text'>Canon Photomarathon Asia 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKJyuKCc5I/AAAAAAAAADY/1UW19QGSaug/s1600-h/logo-home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKJyuKCc5I/AAAAAAAAADY/1UW19QGSaug/s400/logo-home.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260918819198759826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be joining this year's competition and its only a week away already. Am still quite the noob, but heck, there's nothing to lose is there? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, this year's grand prize winner gets a 1 week trip to South Island, New Zealand for a photo clinic with this pro photographer dude, &lt;a href="http://www.photomarathonasia.com/triston.html"&gt;Triston Yeo&lt;/a&gt; who'll be there to fine tune your photography skills, plus a sweet Canon EOS 40D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKLld716jI/AAAAAAAAADg/cwZgIYJ0Yhc/s1600-h/canon-eos-40d-front-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKLld716jI/AAAAAAAAADg/cwZgIYJ0Yhc/s320/canon-eos-40d-front-image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260920790529206834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the 40D is real sweet, and I sure as hell want that. I know la i'm still quite noobish, but even noobs can dream, can't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a great experience la i think, regardless whether i win or not. Ben will joining too, so i guess i won't be the only noob around. haha, just kidding ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-3055243384432539791?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/3055243384432539791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=3055243384432539791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3055243384432539791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3055243384432539791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/canon-photomarathon-asia-2008.html' title='Canon Photomarathon Asia 2008'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKJyuKCc5I/AAAAAAAAADY/1UW19QGSaug/s72-c/logo-home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-5767373674977069007</id><published>2008-10-20T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:27:54.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deal With It</title><content type='html'>I've had to deal with a shitload of disappointments lately. Its not mostly my own disappointment, but disappointment of other people in me. heck. oh by the way, I'm not in any way being emo or depressed. just a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just got my last semester's results, and frankly it wasn't very good. Sure I somehow by an amazing miracle passed this friggin Accounts paper, and even got a B for it. heh. But, overall it was still a lousy result as I bombed my Comm Theories paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that, is one paper I did not expect myself to fail. As low as my standard can be, i still have some minimum expectations. this is just like the Translation paper couple semesters back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally I'm a bit disappointed with myself for failing this crappy paper when everyone else in my course even those who do not have that good a command in english can pass this paper. I'm not discriminating or putting down anyone by the way. Its just frustration getting on my nerves. And I'm also quite the pissed at that Comm Theories lecturer for basically fucking us over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, c'mon its no secret i failed because he failed me. he's this really chinese-minded lecturer who sees things very rigidly. if the answers is not according to how the actual answer should be but yet similar in context he'll still mark it wrong. And i'm so not the type of student who'll memorize shit just for an exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm also disappointed as hell that my mum entered overdramatic mode when i told her my results(which was pretty good actually, 4Bs save that failed paper) and started condemning me saying if i can't make it to go UK, thats it for the financial support, yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon for fuck shit, i've only failed one lousy ass paper la ma. Your son aint a stupid dickweed who doesn't know whats going on with his life, so chill out and relax. I'll fucking pass this paper if thats what you're so worried about. you're seriously the most mentally and spiritually unsupportive mum in the world lo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'll just have to deal with it the epic way. erm not really sure what the epic way is yet, but i'll figure it out somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm going to deal with the blardy TM Net fellas for messing up my perfectly ideal 4meg line. Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and Happy B'day again Ser Yiing. sorry din give you the big bear hug i promised you. you were quite the...drunk.haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-5767373674977069007?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/5767373674977069007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=5767373674977069007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5767373674977069007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/5767373674977069007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/deal-with-it.html' title='Deal With It'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-120369543058777836</id><published>2008-10-16T18:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:12:23.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kurozuka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gundam 00 S2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ga-rei zero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toradora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macademi wasshoi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Here Comes The Autumm Season Part I</title><content type='html'>Autumm is here, and with it, a great selection of anime series. I'm not really an anime blogger, just someone with great interest in it, therefore i don't really blog as well as other more prominent bloggers nor will it be as interesting as others. still it doesn't hurt to try, and having interest in it will definitely carry me through(i hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'll writing a short review plus some ratings and advice on all those new series that i've managed to cramp in this short period of time. it'll be in no particular order mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Macedemi Wasshoi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPcjusbbYZI/AAAAAAAAACo/jMIAkPKwXM0/s1600-h/macademi+wasshoi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPcjusbbYZI/AAAAAAAAACo/jMIAkPKwXM0/s400/macademi+wasshoi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257710375085498770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a fantasy romantic comedy type with the potential of turning into a harem show with quite a bit of fanservice. i can't say i like it a lot, but i can't say do not like it. either way the characters are kinda too cute for my taste. so that is quite a bit of a turn off for me. however, i will stick onto this show just a lil longer and see how it progresses.&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: watch it only if you're a fan of this genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kurozuka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPclrn1jW0I/AAAAAAAAACw/eBLcoyLu7Qo/s1600-h/kurozuka+ep1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPclrn1jW0I/AAAAAAAAACw/eBLcoyLu7Qo/s400/kurozuka+ep1.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257712521336544066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, i was quite reluctant to watch this show initially, one is that the setting of the plot is samurai era Japan, and second is because &lt;a href="http://shinsen-subs.org/"&gt;Shinsen&lt;/a&gt; are subbing it.( i do not have that much confidence in Shinsen's subs) However, i can tell you one thing, fucking go watch it! the action is fuck awesome and the blood amount is shit a lot. Plus, the female lead(i presume) is a centuries old vampire, and I've always had a thing for vampire chicks.  &lt;br /&gt;Ratings: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Watch it, its a must!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Toradora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPcocVvwxcI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QbJnhciMEzA/s1600-h/ep1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPcocVvwxcI/AAAAAAAAAC4/QbJnhciMEzA/s400/ep1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257715557317264834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too impressed with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Toradora&lt;/span&gt;. Sure, Taiga is cute and definitely a tsundere, sure Ryuji's mom is definitely MILF material, sure Rie Kugimiya is a fucking A at doing tsundere roles(think, Shana, Louise, Sanzenin Nagi). But what i'm not impressed is that what &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Toradora&lt;/span&gt; have, other shows have it too. to make it short, for a romantic comedy to attract me, it has to be fucking awesome on first impression. this is definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: I'm only watching because i support &lt;a href="http://www.ggkthx.org/"&gt;gg&lt;/a&gt; subs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gundam 00 S2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPcq_jN2cLI/AAAAAAAAADA/L9_ikeDQ4RQ/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPcq_jN2cLI/AAAAAAAAADA/L9_ikeDQ4RQ/s400/004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257718361251803314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another season of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gundam&lt;/span&gt;, another season of trainwrecks and yet another season of watching a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunrise Production&lt;/span&gt; and getting severe brain hemorrhaging. nothing really changed for the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gundam&lt;/span&gt; series, except that Setsuna becomes a playboy, and the lolis, Soma and Feldt just grew up and simply became hotter. Besides that, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunrise's&lt;/span&gt; policy of bringing back the dead kicks off pretty well with Lockon Stratos getting re-introduced(naming him Lyle doesn't redeem yourself Sunrise). &lt;br /&gt;Ratings: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: I'll still watch it just because it Gundam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ga-Rei Zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPct0VPcKnI/AAAAAAAAADI/H5T4AH9aQNM/s1600-h/GA-REI+-zero-+-+02+-+Large+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPct0VPcKnI/AAAAAAAAADI/H5T4AH9aQNM/s320/GA-REI+-zero-+-+02+-+Large+21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257721467056695922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is A Fucking Awesome. I watched episode 1 and I went OMG WTF DID THEY JUST DO?!! when they killed off the entire cast of the first episode. ep 2 was pretty similar and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ga-Rei Zero&lt;/span&gt; may be the real stunner this season. I did not read the manga but, but even I can understand that this show will be epic. It turned from a routine horror thriller series into a fucking epic series. If you hadn't downloaded it yet, i suggest you do so now.&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Fucking watch it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'll be back tomorrow or something with more reviews of the new season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Happy Early B'day Ser Yiing, see you at Republic tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-120369543058777836?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/120369543058777836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=120369543058777836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/120369543058777836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/120369543058777836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-comes-autumm-season-part-i.html' title='Here Comes The Autumm Season Part I'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPcjusbbYZI/AAAAAAAAACo/jMIAkPKwXM0/s72-c/macademi+wasshoi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7720977711633413475</id><published>2008-10-12T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:52:36.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kotomi Ichinose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kyou Fujibayashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nagisa Furukawa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clannad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moe moe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tomoyo Sakagami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuko Ibuki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Clannad Speed Review and an I Love Tomoyo rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPGVds6IIHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dH5hX-bJ5xQ/s1600-h/clannad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPGVds6IIHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dH5hX-bJ5xQ/s200/clannad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256146577621786738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just speed bubur-ed this series called Clannad, and it was amazing, simply amazing. For a series that is adapted from a visual novel, or commonly known as &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;eroge&lt;/span&gt; in Japan, it doesn't have any outrageous fanservice, but yet it managed to keep my eyes glued on for more, making me enter countless fantasies with either Kyou or Tomoyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clannad is classified as a romantic, dramatic, comedy with a slice of fantasy. and its really good. there are sad parts, serious shit funny parts, parts where i just get plain jealous of Tomoya(the main loser character). Anyone who watches Clannad will at least fall in love with one of the 5 heroines, Nagisa, Kyou, Tomoyo, Fuko and Kotomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally though, i'm not a fan of Nagisa, and i seriously curse the Kyoto Animation staff for pairing Tomoya up with Nagisa. I'm not gonna explain why i don't like her, watch the show, and if you like Nagisa, there's something seriously wrong with your brain or you must be those guys who really go for the outright cutie girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Fuko and Kotomi fair enough. Fuko is simply adorable, not in a very unnatural way but in a pure innocent and naive way. and her arc was really sad, for me at least. think i might have shed a tear or two over her. Damnit. and Kotomi with her Killer Violin is fucking awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kyou. right now, i finally truly understand Ah Yia/Bob/Adrian's term of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Delicious Thigh Meat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPGasj_DBxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YPEvLW4bK-8/s1600-h/kyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPGasj_DBxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YPEvLW4bK-8/s200/kyou.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256152330482681618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyou's thighs deserve its own show. and if wasn't because there was Tomoyo, she'll be my all time favorite in this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just too bad that Tomoya just had to chicken out when he and Kyou were locked into the store room together. That idiot. Change place with me la, i'll pay 1000 bucks just to be with Kyou in that locked store room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but, Tomoyo rules all in Clannad. especially in that special DVD version episode 24. i watched that episode with 70% jealous and 30% envious. Damn the lovey-doveyness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPGcxC374yI/AAAAAAAAACY/Kq6e10BGobI/s1600-h/tomoyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPGcxC374yI/AAAAAAAAACY/Kq6e10BGobI/s200/tomoyo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256154606517084962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG! Fuck Fuck Fuck!! How can you not love her?!! She's sooo adorable, so cute, and that glassy eye look, really makes even the toughest of them guys out there melt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the part where she went "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yadda&lt;/span&gt;", i give a 10 out of 10 for the first &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yadda&lt;/span&gt; and 20 out of 10 for the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. Thats it la, i hereby announce that I've totally given up on real girls. Tomoyo is the one for me. I rather die a virgin than give up Tomoyo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoyo! Marry Me!&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S3OpGfeKUI0"&gt;THIS LINK&lt;/a&gt;, and i'm sure you will all understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-7720977711633413475?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7720977711633413475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7720977711633413475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7720977711633413475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7720977711633413475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/clannad-speed-review-and-i-love-tomoyo.html' title='Clannad Speed Review and an I Love Tomoyo rant'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SPGVds6IIHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/dH5hX-bJ5xQ/s72-c/clannad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-790980377744456693</id><published>2008-10-08T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:59:46.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Dreams</title><content type='html'>Done with my depressed rant, now time for some proper post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a rare afternoon nap earlier, and i had the weirdest dream i ever had in my entire life. its so weird, and yet i can remember it so clearly, as if it really happened. and its so weird, i just couldn't help but fork out some dough at a cafe just to post this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it started this way, i found myself back at high school, but i'm pretty sure it wasn't my high school, just some random high school. it was sports day, so everyone was bustling around, busy with their stuff. i remembered a lot of those cadets in the uniform marching. and for no reason, i was running around. and i remembered seeing a few of my friends in the marching as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden, i found myself heading towards class. once in class, i couldn't remember most of the student's faces, but i knew my class monitor from then, Eryl was definitely there.( not that i'm gay you know, dreaming bout a guy friend and all) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i found myself asking Eryl to lend me a necktie, for no apparent reason. but he wouldn't, so i left the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i went back downstairs, this was where the weirdest part started. i saw a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nakkid&lt;/span&gt; girl. yes, nakkid, from top to toe. she was vaguely familiar, but i just couldn't place her face. Anyways, she had a nice tan skin, but covered with bruises. Bruises because right behind her was a bunch of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yong sui&lt;/span&gt;(meaning fuck face, sort of) guys chasing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, she begged for help, so help i did. i hoisted her onto my back and took off, since naturally, i wouldn't want to get whacked. and all this was amidst the sports day atmosphere. well i carried her and ran around the school compound, ducking into classes occasionally to take a breather. and yes, she was still nakkid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i remembered running with her along some narrow school blocks, when i found us cornered front and back. i was going to drop her down and prepare to fight them off, and that was i suddenly jolted awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was weird because at the moment before i opened my eyes, i had this conscience telling me to fucking wake up, and i did. weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we'll never know what happened after that since i'm awake, but i'm telling now, it was really the weirdest dream ever. had a fair bunch of weird dreams before, but this was by far the weirdest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-790980377744456693?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/790980377744456693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=790980377744456693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/790980377744456693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/790980377744456693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/weird-dreams.html' title='Weird Dreams'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-3421884246144060364</id><published>2008-10-08T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:20:23.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Murder TM Customer Service &amp; Maintainence Department Heads</title><content type='html'>yes, finally for once, i'm feeling the pinch of having no friggin Internet and getting the emo-ish and depressing mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for that, i'll have to thank Telekom Malaysia for that. I went back to Wangsa Maju after a healthy 3 weeks break only to learn that my place there hasn't had any friggin Internet for 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats fine you know, i'm a very casual and easy going bugger. But, its not fine when i learnt that my housemates had been making constant regular calls to TM only to be given lame ass answers and being bounced from department to department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so bad, i don't even know how to explain it. But i do know this one thing. if one day anybody out there wants to knock off the heads of those 2 departments, i'll be glad to be of assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i'm writing this from a bloody cybercafe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-3421884246144060364?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/3421884246144060364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=3421884246144060364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3421884246144060364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/3421884246144060364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-murder-tm-customer-service.html' title='I&apos;ll Murder TM Customer Service &amp; Maintainence Department Heads'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-8324074318004857894</id><published>2008-10-03T08:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:48:52.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiot'/><title type='text'>How To Be An Idiot</title><content type='html'>its not easy being an idiot. there are many types of idiots, a lovestruck idiot, a fucking dumb idiot, a useless idiot,and a complete idiot. you see, there are so many categories of idiots out there. its not easy trying to fit into one of those categories nor trying to classify someone under one of those categories. Certain requirements must be met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, to be a lovestruck idiot is one of easiest idiot to be. i'll call it a One-Star idiot. why? simple. all it takes is for someone, usually a guy more than a gal to go completely gaga over the opposite sex. its not that its a bad thing, however just for that gal(i'll be using a guy as an example), he'll do anything, and i mean anything, from begging, sucking, licking, crawling...etc just to impress the gal. he, will also conveniently forgo friends just to TRY and spend quality time(yea sure) with her.(SHE'S PLAYING YOU FOR A BITCH YOU FUCKTARD!) sounds impossible? well you never know, but so far i haven't met any or known any who fully qualifies for this category. tee-hee! well, some come pretty close, but just not there yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, if any of my dear readers do happen to know an idiot like this, please let me know. I'll treat him to a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fucking dumb idiot right, is basically a person whose stupidity exceeds all expectations. well maybe not until the 1+1=11 type of stupidity. but its the type right, that whatever you say, or hammer into his/her skull will either bounce back and hit you or it simply won't enter. there is a bit of the stubborn trait in them as well as they'll argue their pointless facts with you, to the max. ohandbytheway, these type of idiots can't tell the difference between A and B, and they can't tell when the people around them are irritated and continue to ask stupid lame questons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey...am i talking about Melissa?...hah, nahhh, i'm not such a meanie, YET. But DO CLICK &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/4618518"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see such a good example.MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA. i am mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a useless idiot, well the title says all. they are so fucking useless, they can't fucking do anything. here's a dummy dialogue to show an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe: Hey dude, you mind helping me unscrew this bottle, my hands damn oily.&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT: sure.&lt;br /&gt;pauses....after 5 seconds,&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT: eh, cannot open le, my hand no strength.&lt;br /&gt;Joe: WTF you fucking retard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, got a clearer picture now? if any of you do have friends who show this type of idiotness, please, be my guest, go on ahead and strangle them. Call me if you don't wanna get your hands dirty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A complete idiot right, bah i lazy explain already. hah. but, if you can do the maths, just add all the above and i think you'll pretty much get the picture. but of course, do not mistake a complete idiot for the wanker or retard likes. its a totally different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i guess its enough of some epic bullshitting. Do watch this video right &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AUyhncpG3nk"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to lighten up and have a good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-8324074318004857894?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/8324074318004857894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=8324074318004857894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8324074318004857894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8324074318004857894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-to-be-idiot.html' title='How To Be An Idiot'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-8470036067750423255</id><published>2008-09-28T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:56:16.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheryl nome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rei miyamoto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motoko kusanagi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Anime/Manga Girls In My Wishlist part 2</title><content type='html'>As promised, today i proudly present part 2. After some good night rest and careful consideration, here is the remaining 5 who will simply dazzle dazzle dazzle, sparkle sparkle sparkle and build on a man's raging fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ladies, I'm a staunch believer of 3D gals are fugly, 2D rocks.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the list:&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Motoko Kusanagi&lt;/span&gt; - from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Motoko_Kusanagi"&gt;Ghost in The Shell&lt;/a&gt; series, she's a cyborg, yea, fully prosthetic, all machine and not flesh and blood except for her mind. i guess its a bit of unfair since Kusanagi is pure cyborg and therefore, she can choose  what kind of custom made body she wants. but if that's the case, it double the awesome-ness cas she definitely have good taste. try imagining this, a well-endowed cyborg that dresses in a leotard and no pants and is more then willing to use her "assets" to get what she wants, and above all that, she still kicks ass. For her, i'll do anything, and i mean ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Revy&lt;/span&gt; - not the most drop dead gorgeous character around the block but i like her. without her, Black Lagoon is no Black Lagoon. appearance wise, Revy is quite simple, the customary melonpans plus the delicious thigh meat. but its her sadistic and badass attitude thats gotten me smitten crazy over her. for Revy, its shoot first, talk later, if you're still alive after that that is. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C.C&lt;/span&gt; - CC, from Code Geass. she's immortal, she has multiple personalities, she dresses awesomely and she loves pizza. fantastic. No normal guy would be mentally straight if they deny harboring any fantasies for CC. i loved her best when she entered the temporary slave mode, wearing the plain white tank top and tight pants. Muakx! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sheryl Nome&lt;/span&gt; - not exactly Lynn Minmay of the old Macross series but Sheryl is Sheryl. busty, possessive and can show quite a bitchy attitude at times. I've kept telling my other Macross F following friends that Sheryl is way way way better than Ranka. the best about her is that she knows how to please a man. and that is what important being a woman. Give me Sheryl anytime anyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rei Miyamoto&lt;/span&gt; - Ziwen will definitely kill me for this selection but i've said before that i enjoy all HSOD gals, and i definitely want Rei in my list. similarly with huge melonpans, she fights just as well as Saeko Busujima and on top of that, she get jealous, which is kinda cute. she's also very willing and throws herself onto men( i mean Takashi) just for self satisfaction. for that, its full marks, 10 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's my 10 current dreamland fantasy bunnies. i will, hopefully update this list but not in the near future. if any of you don't know who i'm talking bout, come find me, i'll make sure you'll know. Gimme 3 hours with you and i'll definitely ensure that you'll find real gals fugly and 2D gals are the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-8470036067750423255?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/8470036067750423255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=8470036067750423255' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8470036067750423255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8470036067750423255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-10-animemanga-girls-in-my-wishlist_28.html' title='Top 10 Anime/Manga Girls In My Wishlist part 2'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-7665875339130617433</id><published>2008-09-26T20:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:09:21.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mikuru asahina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonezaki yui'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miho azuki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belldandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saeko busujima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lolita girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Top 10 Anime/Manga Girls In My Wishlist part 1</title><content type='html'>it sounds damn desperate, i know, but i really can't help it. its holidays and i've been reading a shitload of manga and watching tonnes of anime, so naturally i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ada feel sikit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this list right, will be a list of those characters that i feel, steam or whatever that is currently. i know some people like Belldandy or &lt;a href="http://http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asuka_Langley_Soryu"&gt;Asuka&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rei_Ayanami"&gt;Rei&lt;/a&gt; or maybe Lacus Clyne, but that ain't gonna be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here's the list, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Miho Azuki&lt;/span&gt; - she's from this new manga series called Bakuman. its only 6 chapters so far, but i tell you, any guy whos in their right mind and doesn't fall for Azuki is basically an idiot. she's pure, innocent, complimented with a hot bod and an equally hot MILF mum and what's more, she naive!!! frankly, no words can describe her. she's just too damn awesome. Ask my bud Ziwen and he'll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sonnezaki Yui&lt;/span&gt; - again from a manga series. she's the main heroine of sorts for Addicted To Curry, not a very well known manga, but awesome enough. Yui is cute, naive, a bit of a tsundere and is definitely melonpanriffic. plus, she owns and works in a curry house, whats not to like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saeko Busujima&lt;/span&gt; - here's a pic, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SNzcFA0Ls2I/AAAAAAAAABw/jG5PdtbCw0g/s1600-h/extra3-busujima+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SNzcFA0Ls2I/AAAAAAAAABw/jG5PdtbCw0g/s200/extra3-busujima+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250313244283482978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highschool of The Dead rocks. not cas of the zombies, but because their female characters are simply awesome. Busujima, tough, psychotic, kendo-girl with huge melonpans. she's aweseome awesome awesome. she fights zombies wearing a skirt and a garter. i mean, c'mon, it can't get any better right? right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yoko&lt;/span&gt; - another pic for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SNzbIvaipDI/AAAAAAAAABY/yUZV-Kq-GLc/s1600-h/200-1920x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SNzbIvaipDI/AAAAAAAAABY/yUZV-Kq-GLc/s200/200-1920x1200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250312208820380722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the anime Gurren Lagann. Why would anyone not enjoy Yoko? She's redheaded, all awesome anime girls are redheads, she carries a friggin huge anti-tank rifle and she's damn sharp at it and best of all, she runs around in a bikini, showing off her wonderful melonpans. its basically calling all the wolves out there to go jump her.too bad she can't have a relationship, since everyone she hooked up with is currently dead, as seen with Kamina and Kittan. but fuck it, i'll take my chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mikuru Asahina&lt;/span&gt; - She's Epic!! a busty loli-faced combat waitress from the future that doubles up perfectly as a meido, a bunny girl and a nurse. its no wonder The God chose her to be part of the SOS Brigade. i'll personally neuter whoever who disagrees that Mikuru is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this will do for part 1. i'll be back with more epic anime/manga girls ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIL EPIC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-7665875339130617433?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/7665875339130617433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=7665875339130617433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7665875339130617433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/7665875339130617433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-10-animemanga-girls-in-my-wishlist.html' title='Top 10 Anime/Manga Girls In My Wishlist part 1'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SNzcFA0Ls2I/AAAAAAAAABw/jG5PdtbCw0g/s72-c/extra3-busujima+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9133400969864325663.post-8880556258217646630</id><published>2008-09-26T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:25:30.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introductory'/><title type='text'>Why Am I Here?</title><content type='html'>Simple, i realized my footy blog is fun (&lt;a href="http://footballblues.wordpress.com"&gt;footballblues.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;), but i feel like i'm missing on bullshiting regarding other pretty stuff. so therefore, i made this. its gonna be a blog thats is full of epic bullshit, hence the url(just hope i live up to expectations).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, nuff said, time to bullshit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9133400969864325663-8880556258217646630?l=epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/feeds/8880556258217646630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9133400969864325663&amp;postID=8880556258217646630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8880556258217646630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9133400969864325663/posts/default/8880556258217646630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://epicbullshitmax.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-am-i-here.html' title='Why Am I Here?'/><author><name>Epic Zhengguan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227874450652310863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wEgHdUfgnHc/SQKtSKVx-lI/AAAAAAAAAEU/6-B0OFc5nUQ/S220/IMG_8615.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
