<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909</id><updated>2012-02-23T19:59:56.444+08:00</updated><category term='fuzzies'/><category term='adventures of a Gwei Lo'/><category term='geek'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='me stuff'/><category term='currently reading'/><category term='in the mix'/><category term='skatopia'/><category term='life.love.regret'/><category term='evil isle'/><category term='family'/><category term='too kool for skool'/><title type='text'>guerrrilla</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4527601638489322910</id><published>2009-10-17T08:05:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:00:18.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we have MOVED!!!</title><content type='html'>*edit* our new address is: &lt;a href="http://guerrrilla.net/"&gt; guerrrilla.net &lt;/a&gt;. see you there!!&lt;br /&gt;guerrilla's got a brand new home on the world wide web. thank you for your years of support &amp;amp; in reading this humble blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/StkLLJj-obI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Tv_aYln9sdw/s1600-h/7fc2a77b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/StkLLJj-obI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Tv_aYln9sdw/s400/7fc2a77b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393354314926170546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'll see you at our new space!!! lots of love &amp;amp; hugs to family, friends &amp;amp; all the anonymous lurkers out there. guerrrilla skate co. now with a newly improved flavour!! braaaaaaaap!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4527601638489322910?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4527601638489322910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4527601638489322910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-have-moved.html' title='we have MOVED!!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/StkLLJj-obI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Tv_aYln9sdw/s72-c/7fc2a77b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-8659083076758978853</id><published>2009-10-12T10:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:16:24.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><title type='text'>too damn right!!!!</title><content type='html'>i once read that 'utopia' means 'no place' derived from the greek 'O'topia. others surmise its origins is from 'eu' (as in 'eugenics'). which means 'healthy place' or 'good place'. sir thomas more in his 16th century &lt;i&gt;Utopia&lt;/i&gt; might have been punning when he said "utopia is the good place that doesnt exist". too damn right!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/StKZgC2aTUI/AAAAAAAAAjI/E1cQkrzUcUc/s1600-h/IMG_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/StKZgC2aTUI/AAAAAAAAAjI/E1cQkrzUcUc/s400/IMG_0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391540479715855682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the kommunist regime in Russia &amp;amp; the nazis in Germany all began as utopian visions. we've heard the saying many times "the road to hell is paved with good intention". "perfection" is always disrupted by dissent. there will always be sumone out there who will not endorse your view or fit in with your plan. the question is..... what will you choose to do about it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-8659083076758978853?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8659083076758978853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8659083076758978853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-damn-right.html' title='too damn right!!!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/StKZgC2aTUI/AAAAAAAAAjI/E1cQkrzUcUc/s72-c/IMG_0098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-1764958847637338566</id><published>2009-10-08T01:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:17:49.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><title type='text'>grimey skate spot</title><content type='html'>here are some of the fotos i took of that wikkid new skate spot in the city!! its  very "basic" at the moment. rail.... fun box &amp;amp; a ramp. theres a charred mattress &amp;amp; a few wonky looking office chairs strewn about. but i instantly fell in LOVE with this spot!!!!! *sigh* i kan imagine wat it feels like skating places like 'royal oak' in London (fingers krossed next year) or brooklyn bridge in NY.  this spot has that sort of potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ssx-8xwFL1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/fWYQqlFeqwg/s1600-h/MBskate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="158" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ssx-8xwFL1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/fWYQqlFeqwg/s400/MBskate.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ssx_NfCCxbI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9frhVTtfyRc/s1600-h/IMG_2831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ssx_NfCCxbI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9frhVTtfyRc/s400/IMG_2831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ssx_nE0zfTI/AAAAAAAAAio/6gQ5WxiZPYI/s1600-h/IMG_2836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ssx_nE0zfTI/AAAAAAAAAio/6gQ5WxiZPYI/s400/IMG_2836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ssx_8vFOERI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-l_4pHcW9kE/s1600-h/IMG_2837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ssx_8vFOERI/AAAAAAAAAiw/-l_4pHcW9kE/s400/IMG_2837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsyAPb9EQ7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/E_opUuDUDNE/s1600-h/IMG_2840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsyAPb9EQ7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/E_opUuDUDNE/s400/IMG_2840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsyAbwpYe_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/1St1XSHYVo0/s1600-h/IMG_2846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsyAbwpYe_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/1St1XSHYVo0/s400/IMG_2846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have a penchant for undercover spots? its just nice to be sheltered from the sun &amp;amp; rain. especially when you're mockingly meters away from torrential rain but the ground you skate on is bone dry. weeeeeeee!!! sheer bliss. these fotos are from my kamera fone.... so they're pretty awful. i will promise to upload MORE of 'mounts bay' the next kouple of weeks. happy skating everyone!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-1764958847637338566?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/1764958847637338566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/1764958847637338566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/10/mounts-bay-skate-spot.html' title='grimey skate spot'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ssx-8xwFL1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/fWYQqlFeqwg/s72-c/MBskate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4223166775315070006</id><published>2009-10-07T10:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:54:19.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the mix'/><title type='text'>good vibes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;fwaar!! has anyone heard the new Calvin Harris tune 'i'm not alone'? its less disko sounding than 'acceptable in the 80s'..... but i am lovin' it!!!!! nouveau choons up on the radio.blogg. its krucial. since when did the world become so negatory? everyone i chat with back on the evil isle &amp;amp; HK are whinging about sumthing or another. krap health &amp;amp; finances. krappy relationship. sucky job. how fat &amp;amp; ugly they feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SswCBQTmQuI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wL61rFwFBCI/s1600-h/cassette.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SswCBQTmQuI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wL61rFwFBCI/s400/cassette.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i think i've always lived in my own shell cause i have always been very posi in outlook. extreme happiness apparently. sure i've been a mess the past few years. and still have some issues that need working on. but when you become paralyzed from living &amp;amp; start bringing others down..... its TOXIC!!! people are dying from disaster &amp;amp; disease. your problems are miniscule in kontrast. so get over yourself. ooh!! excites!! i have loads of fotos of that wikkid skatespot to post tomorrow!!!!!!!! yaaaay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4223166775315070006?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4223166775315070006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4223166775315070006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-vibes.html' title='good vibes'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SswCBQTmQuI/AAAAAAAAAiI/wL61rFwFBCI/s72-c/cassette.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-5973783496318370884</id><published>2009-10-02T16:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:31:47.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><title type='text'>*chokes*</title><content type='html'>i'm fucked up cause i love LV. i know... i know. its an old ladies handbag. and if you're not a hag then you're a friggin poser or a fag who likes mass produced.. monogrammed prints... lack a unique fashion identity &amp;amp; all that malarkey. but i dunt give a toss!! cause you gotta admit.... this. is. fully. SICK innit?!!!!! LV &amp;amp; skateboards all in one?! ooooh baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://headhoncho.co.za/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/louis-vuitton-skateboard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" src="http://headhoncho.co.za/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/louis-vuitton-skateboard.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dresslikekanyewest.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/ibn-jasper-louis-vuitton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://www.dresslikekanyewest.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/ibn-jasper-louis-vuitton.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i've seen the limited edition LV stephen spruce 'complete' &amp;amp; trunk late last year. i always wundered who won the bid for the 3 sets in NYC: rich banker wankers who used to skate back in the day? or did it end up with sum asshole kollector who doesnt give a rats arse for skating but bought it anyway. wish i was a squillionaire. i'd love to skate a $9,000 deck &amp;amp; wear my $1,200 LV 'Jasper shoos' just because. being middle klass sucks!! pfffffft!! these shoos are wikkid man. i want the ones with the pink soles. *sigh*&amp;nbsp;source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://ferrarimurakami.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-dreaming-lvsb-louis-flip.html"&gt;Ibn Jasper's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-5973783496318370884?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5973783496318370884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5973783496318370884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/10/ooh-baby-chokes.html' title='*chokes*'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-304473734824384460</id><published>2009-10-01T11:29:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:54:15.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><title type='text'>buttons</title><content type='html'>i've always loved kollecting buttons &amp;amp; pins. it all started back when i was working at Hard Rock Cafe to pay my way thru art college. pins are sorta part of the uniform. what started as a requirement for work became an unexpectedly large kollection!! i even designed 2 of their pins when i was a member of staff for world aids day &amp;amp; the 8th anniversary pin as highlighted below.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsQdCk7XTFI/AAAAAAAAAho/x1DtriCUhjU/s1600-h/HRCpins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsQdCk7XTFI/AAAAAAAAAho/x1DtriCUhjU/s400/HRCpins.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunt know why but i recently had this urge to wear buttons again after a 7 year hiatus. oh. my gosh!! i totally forgot the kick ass ones i've kept!!! but my all time fave simply says "skateboarder by day, deadly ninja by night" haHaha!!! i've got a ginormous box filled with buttons. mostly skate/ sxe/ drum&amp;amp;bass/ rebellion related graphix. i love it!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsQdUKwQDjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/tpgl8DZudOo/s1600-h/buttons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsQdUKwQDjI/AAAAAAAAAhw/tpgl8DZudOo/s400/buttons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it got me thinking maybe i shud start pressing buttons for guerrrilla skateboards? most skate shops &amp;amp; manufacturers give out free stickers as well (which is pretty standard). buttons: its something to seriously konsider. i need to go find me a button press/ maker. now where the hell do i get one? hmmm...... and i am so excited about this WIKKID new skate spot me mates are taking me this weekend!!!!!! i have got to bring my kamera!!!!! yeessh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-304473734824384460?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/304473734824384460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/304473734824384460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/10/buttons.html' title='buttons'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsQdCk7XTFI/AAAAAAAAAho/x1DtriCUhjU/s72-c/HRCpins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-1826928695666170119</id><published>2009-09-28T17:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:46:48.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the mix'/><title type='text'>WOLFMOTHER</title><content type='html'>3 words: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;oooh my daaa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;y&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was like watching my&amp;nbsp;old man&amp;nbsp;perform in his hey days. i've always loved 'wolfmother' as a band. but watching them "live" was 1,0000,000 times better!!&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; it. was.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;epic&lt;/span&gt;. the support band &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/yveskleinbluemusic"&gt;Yves Klein Blue&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;wasnt too shabby either. sounding like a mix of rockabilly.. grunge and soul.... they delivered a wikkid solid set. i've heard their choon 'polka' from a mitsi &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qjQrApTOW-M"&gt;lancer sport pack ad.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;who wudve thought the rest of their album was brimming with awesome-ness as well!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SrwwZrLqWOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/GsivOGUg8r0/s1600-h/wolfmother.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SrwwZrLqWOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/GsivOGUg8r0/s400/wolfmother.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SNATkE14Un0&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/SNATkE14Un0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="370" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsB1m5BekEI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/I1Ovucr3IXM/s1600-h/IMG_2792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SsB1m5BekEI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/I1Ovucr3IXM/s320/IMG_2792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i didnt expect to be kaught in the middle of a mosh pit at the start of 'wolfmother'. this isnt punk rock. its just 'wolfmother' man. but any excuse is a good one to pogo i guess? i'm used to sweat... testosterone &amp;amp; the occasional flying shoo. but Audrey wasnt. thank heavens she didnt mind it!!! *phew* there was a dodgy wanker high as a kite in the pit. he started grinding his pelvis on my butt from behind me. wat an idiot!!!!! i elbowed him REALLY hard &amp;amp; stomped his toes with my heel. then i walked away. he is not going to remember any of this!!! though i hope the ache in his rib &amp;amp; toes are enough to keep him away from gigs &amp;amp; drugs for awhile. sheeesh. otherwise.... twas a wikkid wikkid night!!&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/6103274466160439909-1826928695666170119?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/1826928695666170119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/1826928695666170119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/09/wolfmother.html' title='WOLFMOTHER'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SrwwZrLqWOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/GsivOGUg8r0/s72-c/wolfmother.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-3651947602225076267</id><published>2009-09-21T13:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:30:36.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures of a Gwei Lo'/><title type='text'>鬼佬 'gwei lo' blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i have been working in HK for many many months now. and in the words of Wiley "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i fink i'm goin' maaad mayte. i fink i'm losing my mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;". and thats exaktly how its been. i've found kontempt for native cantonese women who wud suck every&amp;nbsp;caucasian&amp;nbsp;(good looking) dick they meet. but i wunt get into that as i happen to like the populace in general (write to me privately. i'll tell you!!) the weathers as psycho as some of them HK bitches. typhoon season lor!! here's the latest announcement on tropical&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.hko.gov.hk/wxinfo/currwx/briefing/report_e.mp3?20090915104506"&gt;cyclone Koppu&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(which sounds like&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/kaput"&gt;"Kaput"&lt;/a&gt;!!) hyuk! hyuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Srbocs5BNcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/UTeAq6QJwRY/s1600-h/6560_113739580403_574120403_2741629_4976168_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Srbocs5BNcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/UTeAq6QJwRY/s400/6560_113739580403_574120403_2741629_4976168_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Srbo8Ugw4eI/AAAAAAAAAhA/AJDZIG3jQqg/s1600-h/6560_121527360403_574120403_2847025_3401150_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Srbo8Ugw4eI/AAAAAAAAAhA/AJDZIG3jQqg/s400/6560_121527360403_574120403_2847025_3401150_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i've been spending so much time in Australia recently. its as if i'm not a resident in HK!! the horrendous misty &amp;amp; humid air is doing my head in. think i've had enuff of HK. cant wait for my kontract to be over!!!!! i plan on finally moving to the UK late next year. grandma is Scottish &amp;amp; grandad is Irish... so i've qualified for&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ukba.homeoffice.gov.uk/ukresidency/eligibility/unitedkingdomancestry/"&gt;UK ancestry visa&lt;/a&gt;. i might live in London for a kouple of years or so. in that time i plan on skating &amp;amp; travelling europe. hopefully i am able to set some roots down for my skate company as well. i've been procrastinating my move over..... thanks to a broken heart!! but i'm feeling wikkid about moving next year. feels right.... innit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-3651947602225076267?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3651947602225076267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3651947602225076267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/09/gwei-lo-blues.html' title='鬼佬 &apos;gwei lo&apos; blues.'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Srbocs5BNcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/UTeAq6QJwRY/s72-c/6560_113739580403_574120403_2741629_4976168_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4485262073122271374</id><published>2009-09-13T23:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:26:15.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>ITS OFFICIAL FOLKS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i am a lady boss of my own skate company!!&lt;/b&gt; bwahahHaha!! every morning i wake up &amp;amp; pinch myself to see if its all a dream. nup!! still the boss. heh. i went postal when my laminated certificate arrived in the... uhhmm post (pardon the pun). but i now have an ABN &amp;amp; a registered business name acknowledged by the feds. this is massif!! i am the happiest skater chick alive!! i am still in the process of registering trademarks for the name &amp;amp; logo before it all goes out in public. *sigh* finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWdXcCiAr6I/AAAAAAAAAWs/oePJVXJMNGU/s1600-h/IMG_1917.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289292426597412770" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWdXcCiAr6I/AAAAAAAAAWs/oePJVXJMNGU/s400/IMG_1917.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWdXcW2tvRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4u1TQ9dbAy0/s1600-h/IMG_1914.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289292432052960530" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWdXcW2tvRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/4u1TQ9dbAy0/s400/IMG_1914.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feels greeeat to be blogging again. not so much for the world to read my bullshit thoughts &amp;amp; mundane existence. i like reading old posts and thinking "holy shit!! that did happen!" or "what was i thinking?" so this particular post... is the the one where i legally became "lau pan niang" of my own skate co. i also need to mention a&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;silly&lt;/b&gt; obsession with chase and status tune kalled "pieces"&amp;amp; "dumpling riddum". i love it sooo so much. been singing (and skreaming) it every single day for the past 4 months!! nadia of the future will be so amused. its uploaded on radio.blog so YOU can be obsessed too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;boo&lt;/b&gt; yah kah!! boo yah kah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4485262073122271374?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4485262073122271374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4485262073122271374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-official-folks.html' title='ITS OFFICIAL FOLKS!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWdXcCiAr6I/AAAAAAAAAWs/oePJVXJMNGU/s72-c/IMG_1917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-9180383138717051660</id><published>2009-09-08T17:40:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:40:09.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'>ahaHaha!!! 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my first gif.'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-7970914564184646131</id><published>2009-03-06T15:34:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T10:42:30.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures of a Gwei Lo'/><title type='text'>home sweet home</title><content type='html'>dhiim ah?! i know i havent been diligent in my updates. things have been really kraaazy. i've been running around like a headless chook trying to get myself settled in. yeeessshhh!! i LIVE in hong kong!! muahaHaha!! feels good to proklaim this. in the meantime... thought i'd share the amazing view from my wikkid wan chai apartment. jealooous??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SbCnyTJEg5I/AAAAAAAAAes/wYsHBYrwYDA/s1600-h/IMG_0601.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309928443243430802" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SbCnyTJEg5I/AAAAAAAAAes/wYsHBYrwYDA/s400/IMG_0601.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SbCbqG_iLyI/AAAAAAAAAec/jzUFrOgFlkg/s1600-h/IMG_0604.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309915108403719970" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SbCbqG_iLyI/AAAAAAAAAec/jzUFrOgFlkg/s400/IMG_0604.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;if you stick your neck out of my bedroom window.... you kan aktually see happy valley!! velly happy lor. heeheehe!! ooh ooh!! and check out the numbers in my elevator. no 4th or 13th floor!! same thing at work!! i love it. i've been listening to lots of hong &lt;a href="http://kongkretebass.com/kkblog/"&gt;kongkretebass&lt;/a&gt;. they're a lokal version of exitmusik &amp;amp; inthemix. heaven. truly heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SbDBLYRoMCI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4F5c9ec79SY/s1600-h/IMG_6569.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309956361908924450" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SbDBLYRoMCI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4F5c9ec79SY/s400/IMG_6569.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;terribly sorry for taking an extended hiatus from blogging. i'm not done unpacking &amp;amp; am still living out of my boxes. my shifts at the radio station are killing me too!! besides.... i kinda enjoi having lots of "me time" sipping yin-yangs (half koffee- half tea brew) &amp;amp; french toast whilst reading the papers overlooking my killer apartment view. life is good. so long suckers!! muahahaHa!! juuust kidding. safe!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-7970914564184646131?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7970914564184646131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7970914564184646131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/03/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SbCnyTJEg5I/AAAAAAAAAes/wYsHBYrwYDA/s72-c/IMG_0601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-6966096487851984277</id><published>2009-02-10T14:07:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:58:46.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil isle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>afraid of the dark??</title><content type='html'>one of my fave things to do on the evil isle is sit by the radio at midnight with my mum and listen to ria's 'misteri jam 12'. its a malay program where listeners send in emails &amp;amp; kall to share on air personal enkounters with the supernatural. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pontianak_(folklore)"&gt;pontianak&lt;/a&gt; (a.k.a 'fatimah rocker') &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pocong"&gt;pocong&lt;/a&gt; are always hot topiks. i found it entertaining until last week... they talked about hauntings on pulau ubin. the hairs on the back of my neck stood on ends!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYZ_93AgHPI/AAAAAAAAAck/cWCXRHo2-M4/s1600-h/IMG_2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYZ_93AgHPI/AAAAAAAAAck/cWCXRHo2-M4/s400/IMG_2262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298062712362769650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYZ_9vJzC7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/1OY6IgxL7gE/s1600-h/IMG_2269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYZ_9vJzC7I/AAAAAAAAAcc/1OY6IgxL7gE/s400/IMG_2269.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298062710254275506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as most of you know.... my fren drowned at ubin. i was there on the island but was far away at the quarry at the time she drowned. a few kallers apparently mentioned that my "late" fren has turned into "sumthing else". sumthing skary!! lots of reports of families fishing by that river klaim they've seen her. it was kreepy!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYZ_9ui0lUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/PJM8-gRiAQo/s1600-h/IMG_2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYZ_9ui0lUI/AAAAAAAAAcU/PJM8-gRiAQo/s400/IMG_2251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298062710090798402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYZ_9kQHwzI/AAAAAAAAAcM/BU0UH2pgnCM/s1600-h/IMG_2246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYZ_9kQHwzI/AAAAAAAAAcM/BU0UH2pgnCM/s400/IMG_2246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298062707328009010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a kouple of days ago... my brother in law made me watch a reality style doko kalled '&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K6US-IM2Jak&amp;amp;feature=channel_page"&gt;wujud 2&lt;/a&gt;'. they challenge skeptik viewers by chucking them in haunted parts of the evil isle from midnight to dawn &amp;amp; place infra-red kameras to kapture the experience. oohmygaaawd!! the images!! so skaaaaary!!! i havent been able to sleep well since then. *shudders* i dunt understand why we're kurious kreatures who challenge &amp;amp; question the existence of such things. just becos we dunt see them dunt mean they dunt exist!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-6966096487851984277?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6966096487851984277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6966096487851984277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/02/afraid-of-dark.html' title='afraid of the dark??'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYZ_93AgHPI/AAAAAAAAAck/cWCXRHo2-M4/s72-c/IMG_2262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-1479418403731347151</id><published>2009-02-07T01:57:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:36:12.158+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil isle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>giggly grrlfrens</title><content type='html'>irenes youngest brother Jacky made us watch this horrendous video kalled '&lt;a href="http://www.1guy1cup.net/index.html/"&gt;1 guy 1 kup&lt;/a&gt;' where this dude squats on a glass jar &amp;amp; inserts it in his anus. the glass jar breaks!!! theres blood &amp;amp; broken shards of glass everywhere!!! it was so gross we broke into severe giggles!!!! jacky sekretly kaught us on kamera fone........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXqJV0y8JtM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXqJV0y8JtM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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;gawd. no wunder my jaws were aching from last night. i just realized i am such a grrlie grrl sumtimes!! aiyoh... so kuniang laughing &amp; squirming. oh dear. haHahaHAHAHA!!! i'm too tired from my earlier kick boxing sesh to blogg right now. but i'll try put up a kouple of entries before i leave the evil isle. good night yo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-1479418403731347151?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/1479418403731347151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/1479418403731347151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/02/giggly-grrlfrens.html' title='giggly grrlfrens'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-6293048947573602699</id><published>2009-02-05T13:47:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T14:23:24.484+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><title type='text'>only on the evil isle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me mate forwarded this ad to me&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;div&gt;Ultimate Valentine (12 to 15 February 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For couples who wish to experience unparalleled heights of luxury, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'Ultimate Valentine' package priced at S$99,998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;per night in one of The Valley Wing?s specialty suite provides all the trappings of indulgence. An unprecedented room package, this exceptional experience is limited for booking by one couple only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The rate is inclusive of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Benefits of The Valley Wing Suite, which includes a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;24-hour personal butler services&lt;/span&gt;, fresh flowers, premium amenities, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;complimentary use of laptop&lt;/span&gt;, complimentary personalised luggage tag in addition to the usual personalised stationery, in-room &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nespresso machine and premium tea selection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Complimentary breakfast&lt;/span&gt; at the Summit Room and unlimited servings of Moët and Chandon champagne, wines, beverages and canapés at the Champagne Bar&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Two-way limo transfer&lt;/span&gt; from airport or guests' residences to hotel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(imagine an ah beng being picked up from his jurong west HDB flat!! haHaha!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One bottle of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dom Perignon and caviar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;bouquet of mixed roses&lt;/span&gt; (99 stalks)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A butler drawn romantic bath &lt;/span&gt;with rose petals, essential oils and scented candles&lt;br /&gt;-Honeymoon set up upon arrival&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;One hour in-room massage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Six-course set lunch&lt;/span&gt; at Shang Palace for two&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Eight-course personalised dinner with wine pairing&lt;/span&gt; in the suite for two and live entertainment by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;a violinist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-An exquisite &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;one carat Tiffany &amp;amp; Co. diamond ring&lt;/span&gt; set on a personalised cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Terms and Conditions:&lt;br /&gt;- Rates quoted are in Singapore dollars&lt;br /&gt;- Rates are subject to 10% service charge and 7% government tax&lt;br /&gt;- Rates are non-commissionable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Phone For reservations, guests can call (65) 6235 1666 or email reservations.sls@shangri-la.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i did the math..... there is no way ALL of the above kud even kost more than S$50, 000!!! only in Singapore. these vulgar krazy fucks!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-6293048947573602699?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6293048947573602699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6293048947573602699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/02/only-on-evil-isle.html' title='only on the evil isle.'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-3052933194313107531</id><published>2009-02-04T11:40:00.011+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:11:49.874+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>isnt this precious???</title><content type='html'>while England was swept by an arctic snap.... Australia was hit by a terrible heat wave. South Australia &amp; Victoria are the worst hit. these fotos were sent by a fren: a little koala walked into their back porch in Maude looking for a bit of heat relief. the kind folks then filled their buckets with kold water &amp; voila!!!! instant koala spa!! isnt this the most precious sight you've seen in awhile????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYkAZU82xaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MAUvqQWo3ZM/s1600-h/100_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYkAZU82xaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MAUvqQWo3ZM/s400/100_1013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298766871698785698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYkAZN14GJI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gMRu3lEkVM4/s1600-h/100_1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYkAZN14GJI/AAAAAAAAAc0/gMRu3lEkVM4/s400/100_1012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298766869790464146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there has been 37 heat wave related deaths so far. 28 homes destroyed by fire. imagine the unaccounted family pets &amp; farm animals that mightve perished in this unforgiving extreme weather?? but Aussies are a resilient bunch. me mates back home are kracking heat wave jokes &amp; koming up with strange ideas to keep kool (keeping klothes in the freezer, sleeping with frozen ice packs &amp; my personal fave: spritzing themselves with icy kold water). haHahaAHA!! fully sick mate. fully sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-3052933194313107531?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3052933194313107531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3052933194313107531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/02/isnt-this-precious.html' title='isnt this precious???'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYkAZU82xaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/MAUvqQWo3ZM/s72-c/100_1013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-5529194681855381362</id><published>2009-02-03T10:35:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:57:35.617+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><title type='text'>my spoils</title><content type='html'>yesterday.... i went SHOPPING!! okay i lied. my girlfrens dunt kall this shopping. they say i buy "rubbish" apparently. haHaha!! omigawd!!! i'm soooo friggin happy!!!! i bought 2 sets of bearings, a set of 52 spitfire wheels, a 'Thrasher: oh god! why can't my boyfriend skate?!' tee shirt &amp;amp; kolourful enjoi nuts &amp;amp; bolts!! been wanting to buy this Thrasher tee-shirt for over 8 years man. mine got stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYeflLlKF9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/jGXxBwOgDng/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYeflLlKF9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/jGXxBwOgDng/s400/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298378947737294802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so FINALLY!!! muahaHaha!! if you're a perth city skater popping over the evil isle on transit or a short vakation, buy your hardware here!!!! my wheels are $15 cheaper. the bearings are $40 less for the swiss &amp;amp; $15 less for the reds. as you know Trasher doesnt ship outside the states, so finding these tee-shirts on the shelves of your lokal skate shop is the best feeling ever. needless to say i went for a lovely skate sesh at ang mo kio banks late last night. AMK reprezent!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-5529194681855381362?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5529194681855381362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5529194681855381362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-spoils.html' title='my spoils'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYeflLlKF9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/jGXxBwOgDng/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-2414278657217606256</id><published>2009-02-01T22:49:00.020+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:07:35.520+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil isle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>arty farty party</title><content type='html'>darling andre invited me over his studio for an intimate gathering of old frens from our lasalle days. he katered food. drinks were free flowing &amp;amp; he had an amazing mix of musik blaring. his studio was in a "light industrial" area on the west side of the isle. but fuckinell!!! the krew didnt show up. thats weak hey? a fren goes thru all this trouble to organize shit... and no one fronts!!! fuck 'em. big uuup!!! to my man andre. becos i had a blast!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWpeyVfvII/AAAAAAAAAbU/l6Qht3arEgM/s1600-h/IMG_2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWpeyVfvII/AAAAAAAAAbU/l6Qht3arEgM/s400/IMG_2268.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297826883044359298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWyhzYd4TI/AAAAAAAAAcE/uGgJAtMShsw/s1600-h/IMG_2282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWyhzYd4TI/AAAAAAAAAcE/uGgJAtMShsw/s400/IMG_2282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297836830469513522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the guilty party: andre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWqxB-wmwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mDvb9q8q2-o/s1600-h/IMG_2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWqxB-wmwI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mDvb9q8q2-o/s400/IMG_2271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297828295993236226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWqxL4hpEI/AAAAAAAAAbs/THtdT6jRzTM/s1600-h/IMG_2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWqxL4hpEI/AAAAAAAAAbs/THtdT6jRzTM/s400/IMG_2289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297828298651444290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rebecca, stephan, din &amp;amp; ah long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWqwuxg-dI/AAAAAAAAAbc/GYkQQYQDUSA/s1600-h/IMG_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWqwuxg-dI/AAAAAAAAAbc/GYkQQYQDUSA/s400/IMG_2273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297828290837412306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm loving andres space!!! we were both painting majors in lasalle. 2 other painting majors were at the party as well. but andre &amp;amp; me have always been kontemporary artists. so i LOVE love looove love his works. din-ability is now a freelance illustrator/ comic artist/ animator. whilst 'ah-long' is a chef at his parents buddhist veggo restaurant in chinatown. but andre..... he stayed true to fine arts. wat a trooper. i am so genuinely happy for his success and hopes he goes on to make it very BIG in asia sumday!!!!!! bless. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-2414278657217606256?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2414278657217606256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2414278657217606256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/02/arty-farty-party.html' title='arty farty party'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYWpeyVfvII/AAAAAAAAAbU/l6Qht3arEgM/s72-c/IMG_2268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-8879100644401946063</id><published>2009-01-29T11:36:00.018+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:27:42.204+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>red cliff 2</title><content type='html'>one of the kewlest films i've watched this year has to be red cliff 2!! it chronikles the definative battle that changed the history of china now as we noe it. i rarely blogg about films (and am not about to start). but just wanted to say this film forced me to think...!! how one single event in our lives kud radikally alter the kourse of our future. that there is no poetik justice in fighting one war to end all wars. there are no real winners in war. we all inevitably lose sumhow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aK2jkPzUTK0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aK2jkPzUTK0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we fight wars in the name of justice &amp;amp; ideology. in all honesty watching this film... sumtimes i forget who the real "hero &amp;amp; villian" are. lines get blurred after awhile. all in the name of demokracy. ideals. land. race. religion. oil. i am bemused by how far we've kome in warfare: better strategies, alliances forged, newer bio-weapons &amp;amp; so on. i always wunder which kame first. technology to "save" humanity (e.g medicine) or technologies that will kill us all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thebeijinger.com/files/magazine/redcliff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 357px;" src="http://www.thebeijinger.com/files/magazine/redcliff.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zhou yu (played by tony leung my fave asian actor!!!!) &amp;amp; his wife quote chunks of sun-tzu's 'art of war' in the film. and they're not the only kharakters that do!!!! gosh. listening to the "exchange". those words so poetik. beautiful. mesmerizing even!! when you think about real death &amp;amp; destruktion on battlefields... its pretty ironik hey? like looking at a blood diamond &amp;amp; thinking "how kud sumthing so pretty kauze so much destruktion &amp;amp; death??" we ALL walk away from the movies with a different perspektive. this is a fucking brilliant film!!!!! .... watch it so we kan exchange notes. its a krucial promise!!!!!!!&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/6103274466160439909-8879100644401946063?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8879100644401946063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8879100644401946063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/red-cliff-2.html' title='red cliff 2'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-9014419401543412263</id><published>2009-01-28T00:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:33:48.458+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil isle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>touch me.</title><content type='html'>today me bestie &amp;amp; i went to &lt;a href="http://www.kenko.com.sg/Web/main.aspx?ID=,69a97700-0cfa-4baa-94ec-98d3b3c3f2df"&gt;kenko "wellness" spa&lt;/a&gt; for a full-on massage &amp;amp; foot treatment. gawd!! it felt soooo good. i didnt realize how tense &amp;amp; worn out my body truly was till my legs "kracked" every time the lovely masseuse applied pressure on them. my left ankle feels so much better. fwaar!! the spa sesh left me very lithely. all i kud think of after was going for a skate!!!!! ..... but i was damn tired. too relaxed liao!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYB_dAfuHiI/AAAAAAAAAak/NjWr7cAuONA/s1600-h/IMG_2229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYB_dAfuHiI/AAAAAAAAAak/NjWr7cAuONA/s400/IMG_2229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296373298113682978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYB_dTFKKsI/AAAAAAAAAas/lPZi0uQENbw/s1600-h/IMG_2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYB_dTFKKsI/AAAAAAAAAas/lPZi0uQENbw/s400/IMG_2232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296373303102548674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we went window shopping &amp;amp; ate lots of junk food. *bliss* we wudve watched a movie but were both too knackered. i even fell asleep on the bus just now!! got strange looks from a few passengers. my guess is (a) i was snoring (b) sleeping with my mouth open (c) drooling (d) sleep talking (e) or nodding off on sumones shoulder??? fuck if i kare!!!! i seriously needed this day out. had loads on my mind. ooookay... maybe i shud update this tomorrow arvo. i nodded off to sleep for a few sekonds just then. haHahaha!! yes i shall. word!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-9014419401543412263?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/9014419401543412263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/9014419401543412263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/touch-me.html' title='touch me.'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SYB_dAfuHiI/AAAAAAAAAak/NjWr7cAuONA/s72-c/IMG_2229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-5275006481691938607</id><published>2009-01-27T12:13:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:37:51.032+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil isle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>新年快乐</title><content type='html'>my "re-union" dinner was with me bestie soya bean irene &amp;amp; her family (whom i havent seen in over 6 years!) we had steamboat dinner &amp;amp; watched this fucking funny taiwanese variety show on telly. thank jah my mandarin is okay. no subtitles!! my bestie decided we'd pop by kwan yins temple to pray before braving the krowds down chinatown. channel news asia estimates 200,000 were gathered. it was insane!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SX6HTKyIYzI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4x0JO6YKZM0/s1600-h/IMG_0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SX6HTKyIYzI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4x0JO6YKZM0/s400/IMG_0489.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295818975216165682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SX6dSKzQtKI/AAAAAAAAAac/mhNXG9TOIsY/s1600-h/Scan40073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SX6dSKzQtKI/AAAAAAAAAac/mhNXG9TOIsY/s400/Scan40073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295843147296847010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first i've lit 3 joss sticks &amp;amp; prayed to kwan yin. irene was telling me the temple gets krazy alittle later. apparently the first devotees to place their joss sticks into the urn at the stroke of midnight get bonus "brownie points" in prayer. but the risk of getting prodded &amp;amp; burnt by the hot amber tips is a given in the mad rush. so we were quite happy to miss out on the hysteria &amp;amp; prayed early. in the meantime heres wishing everyone  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:-webkit-monospace;"&gt;新年快乐.可能您所有的愿望成真!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-5275006481691938607?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5275006481691938607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5275006481691938607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='新年快乐'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SX6HTKyIYzI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4x0JO6YKZM0/s72-c/IMG_0489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-2039280227773417436</id><published>2009-01-27T12:10:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:05:19.790+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>eng wah magik!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;theres a new cineplex at ang mo kio hub. insted i always return to the old eng wah 'jubilee' cinema time after time again. they're skater friendly. air-conditioning is always artik kold. its perpetually empty. but most importantly..... they got the most kick ass presentation trailer EVER!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6b218f8f8cfee15e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b218f8f8cfee15e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332748260%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B5E18F2D94E19E26D7B3F0379A1BF23B082C243.6A9779C1DE21C5AA46A0EB5A77E025BB73AC9AF6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b218f8f8cfee15e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkKggMRfQJ6o5ts-iwHTjGjqBWas&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b218f8f8cfee15e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332748260%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B5E18F2D94E19E26D7B3F0379A1BF23B082C243.6A9779C1DE21C5AA46A0EB5A77E025BB73AC9AF6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b218f8f8cfee15e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkKggMRfQJ6o5ts-iwHTjGjqBWas&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;orgasms usually happen at the end. but mine arrives sumwhere in the beginning!! becos i looove love love love this 20 sekond trailer. its stuck in a strange 60s time-warp with the orchestral musik &amp;amp; whiskey a-go-go "wah wah" porno distortion. never fails to put a huge grin on my face!!!! *sigh* they dunt kompose musik like they used to. anyway i watched "red cliff 2" yesterday arvo. it was fucking AMAZING!!! will blogg about it soonest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-2039280227773417436?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6b218f8f8cfee15e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2039280227773417436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2039280227773417436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/eng-wah-magik.html' title='eng wah magik!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-6067646074324250838</id><published>2009-01-19T11:24:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:41:16.820+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil isle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>job hazard</title><content type='html'>i spent a most relaxing evening at lower pierce reservior with my parents. we packed a picnik &amp;amp; sat by the water awaiting the sunset. mum whipped out her berita harian (malay newspaper).... and slowly we eased into a komplikated konversation on work ethiks. an aussie is &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/story/0,27574,24933400-401,00.html"&gt;imprisoned for insulting the krowne prince &lt;/a&gt;of Thailand whilst a lokal bureaukrat was &lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Breaking%2BNews/Singapore/Story/STIStory_328106.html"&gt;bagged for bragging about his trip to Paris&lt;/a&gt; kosting S$42,000. even the venerable monk of ren ci is being &lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/360407/1/.html"&gt;charged in kourt for forgery &amp;amp; misappropriating funds.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXS3eRCgIgI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Kh-4niEycJ8/s1600-h/IMG_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293057192665031170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXS3eRCgIgI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Kh-4niEycJ8/s400/IMG_2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mum randomly asked.... "you willing to go to prison for work sayang?!" she knew journos get thrown in jail often for kontempt in refusing to name their "sources". some get tangled in defamation suits whilst others who incite emotion &amp;amp; free thinking are deemed "dangerous" to korporations &amp;amp; korrupt officials. when push kame to shove... is protekting demokracy &amp;amp; the 4th estate more important than protekting oneself? tough question mum!!! i asked myself if i wud be that person who lived in fear or go all out "guns blazing!!". its interesting the attitude every individual has with regards to work ethiks. live to work or work to live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-6067646074324250838?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6067646074324250838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6067646074324250838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/job-hazard.html' title='job hazard'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXS3eRCgIgI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Kh-4niEycJ8/s72-c/IMG_2155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4848083797725753692</id><published>2009-01-19T11:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T03:24:07.740+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil isle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>lower pierce reservoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTCf0df5tI/AAAAAAAAAY0/peiMDCT9w5k/s1600-h/IMG_2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTCf0df5tI/AAAAAAAAAY0/peiMDCT9w5k/s400/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293069313981277906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTDwLJwqmI/AAAAAAAAAZc/5Td6C_9DSI8/s1600-h/IMG_2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTDwLJwqmI/AAAAAAAAAZc/5Td6C_9DSI8/s400/IMG_2154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293070694462040674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTCgwrihUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bqJr09C7Zj8/s1600-h/IMG_2175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTCgwrihUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/bqJr09C7Zj8/s400/IMG_2175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293069330146297154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTCgts4GrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/OR8_ci8cXoY/s1600-h/IMG_2176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTCgts4GrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/OR8_ci8cXoY/s400/IMG_2176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293069329346599602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTDwMtQdaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LaLE2YpqUJ0/s1600-h/IMG_2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTDwMtQdaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/LaLE2YpqUJ0/s400/IMG_2181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293070694879360418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4848083797725753692?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4848083797725753692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4848083797725753692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/lower-pierce-reservoir.html' title='lower pierce reservoir'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SXTCf0df5tI/AAAAAAAAAY0/peiMDCT9w5k/s72-c/IMG_2156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4405483806740151009</id><published>2009-01-16T09:12:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:21:51.909+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil isle'/><title type='text'>BFF</title><content type='html'>they say an akurate "measure of who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are in life is the; sum of your experience". i thought about this parting ways with irene &amp;amp; andre last night. both of whom i've known for over 10 years. so much has changed since then. priorities... money... work.. marriage. we all know the deal. but its nice to know sum things dunt change..... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW_RaMqu7jI/AAAAAAAAAXs/FTk88OmwAOw/s1600-h/IMG_1926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW_RaMqu7jI/AAAAAAAAAXs/FTk88OmwAOw/s400/IMG_1926.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291678335190887986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW_RZzj9nhI/AAAAAAAAAXk/r2TzLT8jvkI/s1600-h/IMG_1924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW_RZzj9nhI/AAAAAAAAAXk/r2TzLT8jvkI/s400/IMG_1924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291678328451603986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;irene talked with her hands flailing around okassionally swearing in hokkien. while andre the intellectual artist with every puff of his cigarette says sumthing hilarious or deeply profound. we talked.. laughed &amp;amp; "kried" so hard last night... i felt 17 once again!! i have a good feeling about the rest of my stay. for the first time in yeaars.... i slept well on the evil isle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4405483806740151009?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4405483806740151009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4405483806740151009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/bff.html' title='BFF'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW_RaMqu7jI/AAAAAAAAAXs/FTk88OmwAOw/s72-c/IMG_1926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-2931421635525667766</id><published>2009-01-15T15:24:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:37:21.093+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil isle'/><title type='text'>evilest isle yo!!</title><content type='html'>back on the evilest isle again. uuurrgh.... i'm knackered still. so much has happened in just 2 days!!!! its maaadness. i'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sunburnt&lt;/span&gt; (already) from swimming with papa. throngs of people everywhere!! krazy ass taxi drivers &amp;amp; food!! lots of it. i plan to be at a kopitiam in ang mo kio every morning for a cuppa kopi + half boiled eggs &amp;amp; kaya butter buns for brekkie reading a kopy of the straits times... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW7hNdIQjfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qFy1ToWXxZI/s1600-h/CMC1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW7hNdIQjfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qFy1ToWXxZI/s400/CMC1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291414233480728050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW7hNWRDdwI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rl6rwPiRUKI/s1600-h/CMC2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW7hNWRDdwI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rl6rwPiRUKI/s400/CMC2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291414231638570754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tonight i am meeting me bestie irene to session sum sambal stingray at newton circus. kant wait balls. . . . fuuuck me. i am just too brain dead to blogg about anything remotely intelligent. i think the evil isle is sapping all my "super powers"!!! haHaha!! seriously. sorry everyone. i've been sooo tired since i arrived. but i promise to update this alot more regularly soon. majulaaaah singapuraa!!!! pffft. *faints*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-2931421635525667766?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2931421635525667766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2931421635525667766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/evilest-isle-yo.html' title='evilest isle yo!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SW7hNdIQjfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/qFy1ToWXxZI/s72-c/CMC1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4147442662646082225</id><published>2009-01-06T18:44:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:18:18.486+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='currently reading'/><title type='text'>xklean livingx</title><content type='html'>i started on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Straight-Edge-Clean-Living-Hardcore-Social/dp/0813538521"&gt;ross haenfler's straight edge&lt;/a&gt; and wasnt aware the author is an assistant professor at a university!! how awesome issat?? it never ceases to amaze me how fucking intelligent most sxe kids are (and i'm not being biased). sxe folks live &amp;amp; breathe a very strong social konscience to make the world a better place.... and it shows in their vokation. its krucial!! and i truly xbelievex this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWMxDw1dvSI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GP0S6WhSBLk/s1600-h/IMG_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWMxDw1dvSI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GP0S6WhSBLk/s400/IMG_1922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288124328181611810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oddly enuff i remember my initial punk rawk years of alkohol... smoking my lungs off &amp;amp; popping pills. there was nuthing fabulous about that life. yet i kontinued down the path of self destruktion for many years. meeh. i'm not gonna start "preaching" about being sxe. its not my style. but i do look forward to reading the rest of this book (especially the chapters on women in hardcore!!) there just one thing that pisses me off every time with non-sxe kids ...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWMrysIKOSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/0nfzw9GdyK4/s1600-h/IMG_1921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWMrysIKOSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/0nfzw9GdyK4/s400/IMG_1921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288118537301932322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i became frens with a grrl i met online. shes always talking about how good she is in bed or how high she got last weekend. sure i admire her for being kandid about her sex life. but i drew the line when she wanted me to meet men at a dodgy back packer for a fast fuck. to kut a long story short... we had this huge row about ideology. shockingly she isnt the only one like that. so wat if we dunt drink or smoke or fuck?? its our life. we choose to live it anyway we want!!! this is wat makes sxe kids so resilient.. intelligent.. idealistik &amp;amp; fucking proud. so deal with it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4147442662646082225?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4147442662646082225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4147442662646082225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/xklean-livingx.html' title='xklean livingx'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SWMxDw1dvSI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GP0S6WhSBLk/s72-c/IMG_1922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-1841615925726586761</id><published>2009-01-02T09:53:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:43:04.854+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>i "HATE" my job!!!!</title><content type='html'>my new years was disgusting!!!! i was "forced" to attend &lt;a href="http://www.theorigin.com.au/"&gt;origin&lt;/a&gt;: the biggest annual new year eve DnB event in perth. YUCKS!!!! i had the "worst" new year ever!! and now i have to attend FLY LO before i leave?¡ those "bastards" at work!! raaawwr!! .... bwahaHaha!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SV1l9P9aLTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oD6pccUlGcc/s1600-h/origin08aj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SV1l9P9aLTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oD6pccUlGcc/s400/origin08aj1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286493640533355826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meeh. i had a blast. totally wikkid ushering in of a new year!! i forgot all about my angst and disappointments of yesteryears at origin. MUSIK is a healer!!!!! i'd rather die than live a life without it. sumdays i forget i'm working kauze they pay me to listen to choons all day!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SV1l9vvKWVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/2FLRmAIP6Qo/s1600-h/IMG_1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SV1l9vvKWVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/2FLRmAIP6Qo/s400/IMG_1902.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286493649063532882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was feeling so down this morning. but a short sesh on my turntables &amp;amp; a kalm kame over me. its hard to describe. i realized 5 things in my life remain a konstant: musik, skating, knowledge, sXe &amp;amp; frenship. there is no kompromise!!! wishing everyone a wikkid as fuck year ahead of us fuelled by musik!!!!!! may the aural sound waves regardless of choice give you great strength &amp;amp; inspiration to face to world in 2009!!!!!!!!! boh!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-1841615925726586761?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/1841615925726586761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/1841615925726586761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-my-job.html' title='i &quot;HATE&quot; my job!!!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SV1l9P9aLTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oD6pccUlGcc/s72-c/origin08aj1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-5295227796500080844</id><published>2008-12-30T10:05:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:53:26.210+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>double take</title><content type='html'>a few days ago.... my mail box was flooded with messages asking if i had daughters. huh? i'm not even married!! but its only cos they saw a foto of this gorgeous little thing on madlynette's blogg. me mates back on the evil isle insist!! we look EXACTLY alike. do we? really?? wow. kauze i think this kid is a knockout!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVXjUJYfsTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/H6zQMgNlVYE/s1600-h/dbltakefinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVXjUJYfsTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/H6zQMgNlVYE/s400/dbltakefinal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284379673044693298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and so began a furious diskussion about eurasian mixes. i found out this gorgeous grrl is half french &amp;amp; half javanese. kall me bias but i reckon javanese mixes are stunning!!!! one of me mates is part of &lt;a href="http://asianfanatics.net/forum/lofiversion/index.php/t461032.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; forum that discusses "famous" indo mixes..... i was floored!! its definately in the eyes. we seem to have universal lips &amp;amp; eyes. amazing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVXllyWstNI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Garj-azQVyk/s1600-h/3089242780_3046a8acd0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVXllyWstNI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Garj-azQVyk/s400/3089242780_3046a8acd0_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284382175124042962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;photo kredit: madlynette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i gushed with pride when i saw this foto. shooOoo kute in their traditional outfits!!! i mean i dunt mind chinese mixes. i've seen interesting half chinese heritage kids. but only if they don't inherit those oriental slit eyes (which is more than likely). they look too weird. personally i prefer indian &amp;amp; malay mixes. but as they say.... beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. and i hold half indo kids rule!!! haHaha!! deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-5295227796500080844?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5295227796500080844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5295227796500080844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/double-take.html' title='double take'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVXjUJYfsTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/H6zQMgNlVYE/s72-c/dbltakefinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-7220523241564035778</id><published>2008-12-29T11:36:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T09:18:22.598+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>santa claws &amp; honey ham</title><content type='html'>i've been going thru a rough patch recently &amp;amp; am slowly easing my way online again. sorry i havent been blogging. i'm so glad the festive season is o.v.e.r!! its a terrible time to be throwing soirees &amp;amp; preparing for HK at the same time. i am knackered!! even my "one man" welkome wagon usually his 'ho! ho! whore!' self turned grumpy gus half-way thru my xmas dinner party...........    &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVdQxhzg7RI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fpmgdEjeWiY/s1600-h/IMG_2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVdQxhzg7RI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fpmgdEjeWiY/s400/IMG_2641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284781499560815890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....so tired he dropped asleep in front of the xmas tree &amp;amp; snooozed for the next hour. poor thing is probably exhausted from cuddling &amp;amp; scamming everyone for bits of turkey. yesssh!! i cooked. 'ang moh' *western* food is easy to cook. nuthing to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVgzNE16GRI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MkSNoOhhGYE/s1600-h/IMG_2650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVgzNE16GRI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MkSNoOhhGYE/s400/IMG_2650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285030462450440466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVdQx9eARHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/_yZ1783oof4/s1600-h/IMG_2645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVdQx9eARHI/AAAAAAAAAVU/_yZ1783oof4/s400/IMG_2645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284781506986787954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the star of the table :my 6 kilo leg of ham glazed with honey, aprikot nectar &amp;amp; a dash of sherry. took several hours to cook to perfection. i made rosemary roasted potatoes, a garden salad, an italian tomato &amp;amp; bocconcini platter, grilled mushrooms, turkey roll &amp;amp; a few chops of steak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVdQyh0MKII/AAAAAAAAAVk/v7C7m5hmr8w/s1600-h/IMG_2667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVdQyh0MKII/AAAAAAAAAVk/v7C7m5hmr8w/s400/IMG_2667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284781516743518338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVdQy-pRt_I/AAAAAAAAAVs/5sM4M992IQg/s1600-h/IMG_2669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVdQy-pRt_I/AAAAAAAAAVs/5sM4M992IQg/s400/IMG_2669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284781524482373618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVYGRKvCgxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nl4OkR4es3A/s1600-h/IMG_2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVYGRKvCgxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nl4OkR4es3A/s400/IMG_2670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284418104775050002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everything went down smoothly with non-alkoholik sparkly &amp;amp; good konversation. i made pineapple tarts &amp;amp; fruit cake for sweets. *blush* the dinner skored rave reviews. so i'm stoked to be spending the next few days chilling by the beach sumwhere doing absolutely nuthing!! its forecasted to be 36ºC today. the next 4 days are bloody hot as well. thursday will be 39ºC!!!!! yikes!! summer is here alright. pass the sunblock!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-7220523241564035778?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7220523241564035778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7220523241564035778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa-claws-honey-ham.html' title='santa claws &amp; honey ham'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SVdQxhzg7RI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fpmgdEjeWiY/s72-c/IMG_2641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4099299830660331335</id><published>2008-12-21T18:16:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:02:00.850+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><title type='text'>party at the park</title><content type='html'>my kompany krismas funktion was at kings park&lt;a href="http://www.frasersrestaurant.com.au/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frasersrestaurant.com.au/"&gt;fraser's&lt;/a&gt;. we mostly wore lame-ass name tags &amp;amp; schmoozed around a krowd of 500 kolleagues i wud otherwise never have met. standard line of questioning "which department you with? do you know so-and -so? discussing kut backs at the kompany in this trying ekonomik situation". i was too knackered &amp;amp; bored out of my wits to stay on. so i was home early.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SU4J8BMz3VI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UNbm4QuCK3U/s1600-h/finalparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SU4J8BMz3VI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UNbm4QuCK3U/s400/finalparty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282170339671137618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SU4J8b1vyII/AAAAAAAAAUs/jgyaLJPDC-s/s1600-h/IMG_1870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SU4J8b1vyII/AAAAAAAAAUs/jgyaLJPDC-s/s400/IMG_1870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282170346822158466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went for konfession at st.columba yesterday. father casey is the 80 year old parish priest &amp;amp; very irish!!! it was funny how we ended up chatting about ireland insted of exploring my mortal sins. haHaha!! i like father casey kauze he reminds me of my late grandad!!!!! i shud visit eire again. but at the end of the night.... it felt good to wash off "the face"(my make up) &amp;amp; step out of my 4 inch heels.... take a nice warm shower &amp;amp; snuggle up to a book before dozing off to sleep. guess i'm not much of a party grrl anymore hey? haHaha!! deal with it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4099299830660331335?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4099299830660331335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4099299830660331335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/party-at-park.html' title='party at the park'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SU4J8BMz3VI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UNbm4QuCK3U/s72-c/finalparty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-5576778448413607654</id><published>2008-12-15T12:07:00.016+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:22:48.458+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the mix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>GORILLA BISCUIT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i was at GORILLA BISCUIT last night!!! WOW!! it was insane!!! one of the bestest hardkore shows i've been. i grew up listening to them on kassettes. so never in a million years did i think i wud ketch them live!! it was too surreal. GB performed ALL my fave choons: new direction, start today, hold your ground, finish wat you started, degradation, competition, sitting around at home and my fave.... 'things we say'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O8lPL5oNoZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O8lPL5oNoZE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUXhwVljdrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/i0ENyPY10vs/s1600-h/IMG_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUXhwVljdrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/i0ENyPY10vs/s400/IMG_1853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279874358706402994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not impressed with the kids of perth city hc though. GB wudve been much appreciated on the evil isle. 2/3 of the krowd were standing around doing fuck all. i get that they dunt want to mosh (neither did i). but i was skreaming along!!! and jumping up &amp;amp; down like a krazy person!! but i was feeling sooo posi i didnt really kare. its gorilla fucking biscuit sia!!!! and they friggin rawk. i still LOVE them but more than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-5576778448413607654?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5576778448413607654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5576778448413607654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/gorilla-biscuit.html' title='GORILLA BISCUIT!!!!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUXhwVljdrI/AAAAAAAAAUU/i0ENyPY10vs/s72-c/IMG_1853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-2574218286275536341</id><published>2008-12-14T08:18:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T08:30:36.247+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.love.regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>my week in txt messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUM4S7nng6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/aBBt_CltIkE/s1600-h/IMG_1842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUM4S7nng6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/aBBt_CltIkE/s400/IMG_1842.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279125086101013410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yesssh my mom is in town. surprise visit from the "mothership"!!! gosh. papa lost his job 3 months ago &amp;amp; didnt tell me until recently. he says he loves me too much to make me worry. raaaawwrr!! why are eurasian men like that ah?? keep sekrets. sheesh. i guess they have good intentions. i do miss my papabear. wish i kud give him a hug!!!!   &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUM_ZwIaxvI/AAAAAAAAAUE/iRe0U9pXT8A/s1600-h/IMG_1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUM_ZwIaxvI/AAAAAAAAAUE/iRe0U9pXT8A/s400/IMG_1843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279132899857843954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tonight is the gorilla biscuit gig at the amplifier!!!! dave-o wanted to spend the day at the beach. i had to say no. "dumped for a punk rock band"!!! haHahaHA!! if only you knew mr.perry. if only you knew. we'll be hanging out next sunday.... so its all good. he too will be unemployed soon. oddly... everyone i know whos lost their job seem to be in punk as fuck xposix attitude!!! makes me proud. sxe!!!! &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/6103274466160439909-2574218286275536341?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2574218286275536341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2574218286275536341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-week-in-txt-messages.html' title='my week in txt messages'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUM4S7nng6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/aBBt_CltIkE/s72-c/IMG_1842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-2824092977161005238</id><published>2008-12-13T12:29:00.014+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T17:30:45.110+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>xmas stuff update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i've always loved kreative projekts. everythings so generik &amp;amp; mass produced these days. too easy to buy "ready-mades". i guess time is a luxury not many kan "afford". but this year..... i made time. its therapeutik doing kraft work. especially in good kompany. just the other day.. i went for a looong walk with my godma &amp;amp; kollected these. we chatted.. walked... picked.. &amp;amp; chatted sumore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUMtzUBgYaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FU4YK1GkM3Y/s1600-h/IMG_1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUMtzUBgYaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FU4YK1GkM3Y/s400/IMG_1792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279113547779957154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then i put it all together &amp;amp; made this!! a "native" wreath. simple centrepiece for a dinner table. just chuck a few kandles in the middle &amp;amp; bobs yer unkle!! but i chose to hang it on my front door.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUMt0Si6m0I/AAAAAAAAATE/RjoKGfNX_nQ/s1600-h/IMG_1834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUMt0Si6m0I/AAAAAAAAATE/RjoKGfNX_nQ/s400/IMG_1834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279113564563086146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;most of the dekorations on the tree are store bought (recycled every year). although i popped sum corn &amp;amp; strung it up for tinsel. looks a million bucks. but cheap as chips!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUMt1WTPjeI/AAAAAAAAATU/Is4fcSvS7Ug/s1600-h/IMG_1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUMt1WTPjeI/AAAAAAAAATU/Is4fcSvS7Ug/s400/IMG_1796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279113582750961122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we blared nat king coles xmas choons on the stereo &amp;amp; piped our own icing to heart gingerbread cookies. pretty silk ribbons &amp;amp; they're ready to hang on the tree. we tried making our own gingerbread house.... FAIL!! the house krumbled into a million pieces. haHahaHA!! theres always next time??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUNLfyWDvMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/GYVTk72qCpI/s1600-h/IMG_1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUNLfyWDvMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/GYVTk72qCpI/s400/IMG_1837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279146197670673602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while xmas may be grim for many this year.... its a good time for us lot to reflekt &amp;amp; appreciate the blessings we're bestowed upon. i believe little things go a long way. so i've made food /money donations thru the church. in packing for my move to HK... i've placed lots of unused klothes &amp;amp; sundry in various charity bins as well. i do wish i kud do more!! but here's hoping that the xmas spirit is strong with you all as well. *love &amp;amp; hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-2824092977161005238?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2824092977161005238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2824092977161005238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-stuff-update.html' title='xmas stuff update'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SUMtzUBgYaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FU4YK1GkM3Y/s72-c/IMG_1792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-38506101271889191</id><published>2008-12-08T13:22:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:18:14.951+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the mix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>symphony in the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;last saturday, perths city skyline was a towering backdrop for waso's (western australia symphony orchestra) koncert in the park. waso is a world klass orchestra. you kud hear &amp;amp; feel the konfidence in the delivery of every piece. i was gob smacked!! to top it off, waso kollaborated alongside their amazing choir, the australian army reserve artillery &amp;amp; the swan bell tower. i packed a piknik basket &amp;amp; made a night of it. ahhh.... fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STyUGUiGmFI/AAAAAAAAASs/mg1Ktq4fXFI/s1600-h/IMG_1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STyUGUiGmFI/AAAAAAAAASs/mg1Ktq4fXFI/s400/IMG_1768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277255699683252306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the playlist: &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIZET&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carmen&lt;/span&gt; suite #1, #5 les toreadors    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORFF&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carmina burana&lt;/span&gt; O fortuna                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KHACHATURIAN&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gayaneh&lt;/span&gt; sabre dance      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERDI&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aida&lt;/span&gt; triumphal march &amp;amp; ballet          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BORODIN&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prince igor&lt;/span&gt; polovtsian dances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAINT-SAENS&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Danse macabre *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;love this piece!!! interesting story behind it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAINT-SAENS &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Samson &amp;amp; delilah&lt;/span&gt; bacchanale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERDI&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nabucco&lt;/span&gt; va pensiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TCHAIKOVSKY&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1812 overture *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;v for vendetta rooftop fireworks scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STyUGxViGZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/58L9fDAHOgU/s1600-h/IMG_1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STyUGxViGZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/58L9fDAHOgU/s400/IMG_1775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277255707415157138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i almost broke into tears when they performed tchaikivsky's 1812 overture for the finale. i imagined V FOR VENDETTA!!!!! the swan bells were ringing &amp;amp; the cannons of the 7th field battery went off with the loudest explosion!!!! it was insane!!! i dunt know much about klassikal musik. so my playlist kud be wrong. but the video will be made available on webkast from tomorrow arvo. ketch it &lt;a href="http://www.iinet.net.au/my/media/mc-tv.html?waso"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. my apologies for any mistakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-38506101271889191?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/38506101271889191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/38506101271889191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/symphony-in-city.html' title='symphony in the city'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STyUGUiGmFI/AAAAAAAAASs/mg1Ktq4fXFI/s72-c/IMG_1768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-2661327171326824348</id><published>2008-12-03T21:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:38:09.955+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.love.regret'/><title type='text'>cammy's world</title><content type='html'>we were skating in the city when me mate had a family emergency. so he entrusted his son to me. his son is shooo adorable!!! cameron wore the tiniest pair of 'Fallen' shooz &amp;amp; his skateboard was almost bigger than he. i was dying of kuteness overload!!!! as we skated along.... we spotted a dead lorikeet. i wasnt sure if he was familiar with the koncept of death. he asked a barrage of questions: "why isnt birdie moving? whhhy?? will he wake up? wot if kitty komes &amp;amp; eats him?!! kan we pick him up?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STZ37pNahnI/AAAAAAAAASc/o_h2MFUQndA/s1600-h/Picture+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STZ37pNahnI/AAAAAAAAASc/o_h2MFUQndA/s400/Picture+148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275535880069219954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i'd make stuff up about sock piranhas who live in washing machines to explain missing socks or a broken sprinkler in the sky to make it rain in sum spots &amp;amp; not others. but i dunt make stuff up about death. i explained it in a matter-of-fact way. “the bird probably hurt his wing. they need their wings to work so they kan fly to find food &amp;amp; water. so he probably got really hungry, fell sick and died.” and at that moment I felt a welling in my eyes. i imagined a sad lorikeet wife &amp;amp; a fatherless lorikeet kid. i was emotionally locked into this moment with cameron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STZ37UKPvrI/AAAAAAAAASU/D9QNDvCGPzQ/s1600-h/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STZ37UKPvrI/AAAAAAAAASU/D9QNDvCGPzQ/s400/Picture+146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275535874418785970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cammy looked so adorable as he squatted by the sidewalk. arms folded over his knees. little sad pout. i asked him “do you wanna ask me anything else?”... “uuhmm yeah”...“wat issit bubs?”... “uurrh. kud you teach me how you pop shuvit pwease???” and just like that... death was no longer on the agenda. we spent all arvo making robot mechanikal sound FX to our skating &amp;amp; had icey pole treats. teaching an 8 year old how to skate was one thing. but death. money. philosophy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-2661327171326824348?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2661327171326824348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2661327171326824348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/12/cammys-world.html' title='cammy&apos;s world'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/STZ37pNahnI/AAAAAAAAASc/o_h2MFUQndA/s72-c/Picture+148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-3991823528531503123</id><published>2008-11-28T20:33:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:58:14.800+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>the hills are aliiiive!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a kouple of nights ago i was out with the boiz in the "hills". we were mucking around talking shit &amp;amp; eating junk food. yeesh!! PIZZA!!! the bestest i have ever eaten at a quaint kafe kalled&lt;a href="http://littlecaesarspizzeria.com.au/HTML/Home.htm"&gt; 'little caesar'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlecaesarspizzeria.com.au/HTML/Home.htm"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; i had such a blast!! i love marks honda type R. we drove around with our skateboards in tow last weekend. happy times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SS5fgXIRtVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/VYJWWbUIKK0/s1600-h/IMG_1757.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SS5fgXIRtVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/VYJWWbUIKK0/s400/IMG_1757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273257223266612562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;at the pizzeria: the boiz had a "meat fest". greek lamb pizza, gourmet barbie-Q, roman empire and a chook fettucine pizza. weirdest kombinations. i had half quattro formagi &amp;amp; a half smoked salmon one. it was sooooo good!!! we stuffed ourselves silly with dessert pizzas too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SS5fgkpvQUI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3MR-nvxw7kc/s1600-h/IMG_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SS5fgkpvQUI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3MR-nvxw7kc/s400/IMG_1766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273257226896621890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SS5fg9V585I/AAAAAAAAAOo/uCCeLoaNwk0/s1600-h/IMG_1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SS5fg9V585I/AAAAAAAAAOo/uCCeLoaNwk0/s400/IMG_1765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273257233524323218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was wearing my "slam city skate" tee-shirt (unkonsciously). funny it received more kompliments than marks type R. ahaHaha!! kant be helped.... skaters!! but we also talked about relationships... the economy... the mumbai blast and argued how it will affect Aussie cricket. we shared our thoughts on our future &amp;amp; how lucky we are to "live the moment" in kompany of some great mates. bless em'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-3991823528531503123?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3991823528531503123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3991823528531503123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/hills-are-aliiiive.html' title='the hills are aliiiive!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SS5fgXIRtVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/VYJWWbUIKK0/s72-c/IMG_1757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-3682775275943753739</id><published>2008-11-28T17:58:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:50:00.373+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><title type='text'>whats in a name???</title><content type='html'>our view of the world expands as our language kapacity does. we might say &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;we dont speak language. that language speaks us&lt;/span&gt;. this is one of the main tenets of the work of sapir whorf and structural linguistiks. it suggests that language konstructs our identity, that we are cogs in the machine of language. the whole process of language is a naming or labeling process that carries profound social and political implications.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRKwLhknjPI/AAAAAAAAALw/BLdEXXsboPc/s1600-h/Picture+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRKwLhknjPI/AAAAAAAAALw/BLdEXXsboPc/s400/Picture+106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265464626386537714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we rarely think about it as we're interpolated. as such we kannot fathom being addressed by another name. its not just in our body language &amp;amp; the words that we speak (which to me is another "form of discourse"). but simply from a name kan we learn so much about a person. you kan guess where i've lived. and wot i'm about. so have you ever thought about wot your name says about YOU???!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-3682775275943753739?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3682775275943753739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3682775275943753739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-in-name.html' title='whats in a name???'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRKwLhknjPI/AAAAAAAAALw/BLdEXXsboPc/s72-c/Picture+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4736152112953735754</id><published>2008-11-25T18:46:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:33:54.696+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>tis the season</title><content type='html'>the xmas tree has been up for awhile. meant to post these up last week!! but i havent even found the time to string my popcorn tinsel. been too busy working &amp; skating. i planned on throwing a themed party this year. but... meeeh!! fuck it. i'll stick to a good ole aussie style barbie. chuck the turntables out on the deck. very kasual shit. it'll probably be 40°C out anyway. polyester kostumes and hot weather equals bad idea. haHahaHA!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSvO-UhTwkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BSTVYzrNN04/s1600-h/IMG_2574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSvO-UhTwkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BSTVYzrNN04/s400/IMG_2574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272535358822924866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSvAo0Y28uI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ETZ-5fdMsMQ/s1600-h/IMG_2577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSvAo0Y28uI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ETZ-5fdMsMQ/s400/IMG_2577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272519596257506018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've started xmas shopping for everyones and i'm not holding back this year. it'll be my last xmas in Oz for a long while. so i thought i'd go the extra mile. i feel slightly melancholik everytime i think about this probably being my last summer xmas here. not that travelling &amp; working overseas is ever a bad thing. new adventures, frens, fiends and sponteneity. i do look forward to that!! but i guess i'm more aussie than i think &amp; feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4736152112953735754?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4736152112953735754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4736152112953735754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/tis-season.html' title='tis the season'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSvO-UhTwkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BSTVYzrNN04/s72-c/IMG_2574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-7241700272860745365</id><published>2008-11-24T12:22:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:51:46.861+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the mix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>where were you???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 words..... GLOBAL....... GATHERING!!!!!!!!! i was there!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ual03x9CGb4&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/Ual03x9CGb4&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-7241700272860745365?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7241700272860745365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7241700272860745365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-were-you.html' title='where were you???'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4653638865301411959</id><published>2008-11-19T23:47:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:44:39.158+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>suurpraiiize!!</title><content type='html'>so wats the BIG surprise?? i've been relentless in bugging my godma about her surprise prezzie. she finally handed me sum weird looking city link package on the kondition i not open it till xmas. but i know wat it is already!!!!!!!!!!!! ahaHaHAHA!!!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSQnbd0e3JI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wxB7Q0-Qi34/s1600-h/IMG_2568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSQnbd0e3JI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wxB7Q0-Qi34/s400/IMG_2568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270380816745028754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the package is from:&lt;a href="http://www.slamcity.com/"&gt; slam city skates.&lt;/a&gt; helloo!!! a brand new skateboard deck!!!!! bet its a &lt;a href="http://www.blueprintskateboards.com/"&gt;blueprint&lt;/a&gt;. muaHaha!! the shape, the weight, its so obvious. as soon as i saw the mailing addy of the sender ..... i shrieked!! and ran thru the kitchen door, round the house, back into the house thru the laundry door before giving godma a tight squishy hug!!!!! and a kissh!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSQnbBmukpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/NRLWzGSGgiU/s1600-h/IMG_2571+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSQnbBmukpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/NRLWzGSGgiU/s400/IMG_2571+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270380809171145362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kant believe i have to wait till Xmas to rip the darn packaging. uuurrrgh!! in all my years... i've always received skate related tee-shirts and even shooz as b-day &amp;amp; xmas pressies. no one has ever bought me skating paraphernalia or hardware (if you not kount my element skate tool). i finally know wat this feels like. *sigh* godma is the bestest!!!! really made my day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4653638865301411959?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4653638865301411959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4653638865301411959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/aaaarrrrgghh.html' title='suurpraiiize!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SSQnbd0e3JI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wxB7Q0-Qi34/s72-c/IMG_2568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-3375195092044597838</id><published>2008-11-17T08:33:00.015+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:56:45.573+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>driving miss O</title><content type='html'>a full on weekend &amp;amp; i am pooped!! i suggested to sum mates we take the skate mobil out for a spin with our decks in tow for a little misadventure. so we drove to freo, had krepes for lunch, skated &amp;amp; hung out by the harbour front. josh skated this silly karpark. i've had bad experiences with tarred roads. so i sat out of this with mitch. i skrapped the palm of my hands when i fell skating a quiet HDB side road sum years ago. bled &amp;amp; hurt like a bitch!! never again.&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SR_4O-OKi9I/AAAAAAAAANw/iAk4dyYC1jM/s1600-h/IMG_2547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SR_4O-OKi9I/AAAAAAAAANw/iAk4dyYC1jM/s400/IMG_2547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269203025151036370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went into the city later to skate for abit. had vietnamese for dinner &amp;amp; ended up at a klub spinning house &amp;amp; break beats. we chilled at kings park star gazing before we headed home. the bois downed a few beers (i had a koffee chill!!). gosh i love days like this. good kompany, skating, a bit of mischief, wikkid tunes blaring on the kar stereo &amp;amp; jokes. it was awesome!! chucking a spare tee-shirt &amp;amp; a pair of thongs in the kar boot helps too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SR_4OMi6lbI/AAAAAAAAANo/XtqAm8gJi7s/s1600-h/IMG_2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SR_4OMi6lbI/AAAAAAAAANo/XtqAm8gJi7s/s400/IMG_2546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269203011816297906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yessh!! my godma arrived in perth yesterday. she spent a few weeks in london not too long ago. so it was nice staying up late &amp;amp; swapping stories. she has a surprise for me!!!! i have yet to find out wat it is!!!! omg. wat issit?? uurrggh... duncha just hate surprises sumtimes?? the suspense is killing me!! will update again soonest. hope the lot of yous had a greeat weekend as well!!  photo kredit: mitch  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6103274466160439909-3375195092044597838?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3375195092044597838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3375195092044597838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/driving-around-miss-o.html' title='driving miss O'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SR_4O-OKi9I/AAAAAAAAANw/iAk4dyYC1jM/s72-c/IMG_2547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-8788723057621180143</id><published>2008-11-12T10:34:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:03:41.598+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.love.regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>i miss this....</title><content type='html'>my mum is very old skool. we're rarely on the same "frequency". but one thing we BOTH love doing together is hanging out at geylang (malay distrikt). its as if mum knows everyone in that neck of the woods. theres always sumone stopping us for a chat!! the old wet market (under renovation) used to gross me out as a child with the smell &amp;amp; sight of hanging carcasses and puddles of blood on the weathered floor..... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRocfUAMSKI/AAAAAAAAANA/LLt6KaM4YRc/s1600-h/IMG_6988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRocfUAMSKI/AAAAAAAAANA/LLt6KaM4YRc/s400/IMG_6988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267554038434252962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRoZZ8Z0LXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VKZA4CngtEQ/s1600-h/IMG_6979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRoZZ8Z0LXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VKZA4CngtEQ/s400/IMG_6979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267550647665044850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they used to slaughter chooks on the spot &amp;amp; chuck it into a spin cycle kontraption to removes the feathers. i love the rich aroma from the spice shop. i do miss wet markets. i also miss the "kampung" atmosphere. worse still. i've been having mad kravings for a dish kalled "kachang pool" only found in geylang. its basikally mushed broad beans cooked in spice, a sunny side-up fried egg, onions, sliced fresh chillies &amp;amp; hot krusty kuts of french loaf. i waaaant. *mopes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRoZXXAM6OI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YRtNYoCx28g/s1600-h/IMG_6974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRoZXXAM6OI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YRtNYoCx28g/s400/IMG_6974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267550603265763554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i've tried making "kachang pool" here in perth. but theres always that extra sumthing thats missing. i havent been in singapore for hari raya celebrations in over 4 years. i dunt even have a propa baju kurung (traditional outfit) to wear in my kloset. my best frens soya bean shop is in haig road market as well. geylang. oh the things we take for granted!! i need to go back there. its krucial!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRoZXXAM6OI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YRtNYoCx28g/s1600-h/IMG_6974.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRocemsyMaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/J_-FM9hEDCg/s1600-h/IMG_6980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRocemsyMaI/AAAAAAAAAM4/J_-FM9hEDCg/s400/IMG_6980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267554026273255842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRocg-VQRCI/AAAAAAAAANY/shUFektGVEY/s1600-h/IMG_6992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRocg-VQRCI/AAAAAAAAANY/shUFektGVEY/s400/IMG_6992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267554066976752674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;all the above fotos are taken at geylangs perkampungan (except for the yummers plate of kachang pool!! which was taken at the hawker centre nearby) mum mentioned there are plans to demolish &amp;amp; rebuild this area into sumthing else. i'm trying to figure out why they wud wanna do that?? it seems the only spot in geylang that still has sum form of kharacter left. then again.... this is so friggin typikal of the evil isle. bloody murder. bleeah!!&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/6103274466160439909-8788723057621180143?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8788723057621180143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8788723057621180143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-this.html' title='i miss this....'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRocfUAMSKI/AAAAAAAAANA/LLt6KaM4YRc/s72-c/IMG_6988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-5285514005979240132</id><published>2008-11-07T06:08:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T06:51:04.562+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>new shoezies!!!</title><content type='html'>i swore i wud NEVER wear nikes. but these were on sale. it wud kruel not to??!! haHaha!! fine. i've sold out. these are my new "sell-out" skating shoes. maaaaann!!! i love my wikkid new nike SBs. kant wait to "break them in" this weekend!! i wore them round the house &amp;amp; fell asleep without taking them off. i woke up this morning, looked down at my feet..... and ta dah!!! there they were. my precious nike SBs. muahaHaha!!    &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRNfkjtvgSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NuP_tgB1Hdo/s1600-h/IMG_1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRNfkjtvgSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NuP_tgB1Hdo/s400/IMG_1691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265657470993269026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRNfj1aDXII/AAAAAAAAAMA/zIPpES4lkew/s1600-h/IMG_1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRNfj1aDXII/AAAAAAAAAMA/zIPpES4lkew/s400/IMG_1703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265657458562653314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the partner in krime reminded me it was "guy fawkes" just a kouple of days back. bonfire night &amp;amp; penny for a guy. seriously i reckon "guy fawkes" is waaaay kewler than halloween. historikally its alot more signifikant too. but everywhere around the world.... everyone wud rather "halloween". wat is up with that?? i never kud relate to halloween. maybe theres sumthing wrong with me hey? haHahHA!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-5285514005979240132?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5285514005979240132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/5285514005979240132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-shoezies.html' title='new shoezies!!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SRNfkjtvgSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NuP_tgB1Hdo/s72-c/IMG_1691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-2482420678833684680</id><published>2008-11-04T06:28:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:04:18.132+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><title type='text'>the minds eye</title><content type='html'>last weekend, i met a most fascinating skater!! he has a "kondition" kalled &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synesthesia"&gt;synesthesia&lt;/a&gt;. uuhhmm i wunt really kall it a medikal kondition kauze its pretty awesome. he kan literally taste sounds. he'd skam women of their fone number and never end up kalling kauze their voice was not "tasty". you know, the kutesy, babyish, high-pitched tone some women have?? totally tastes like bleach apparently. haHahaha!!! he loves the sound of skateboards popping. tastes like cherry pie ala mode. gosh. it was riveting!!&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQ9tSwctD1I/AAAAAAAAALA/kGhTfDUD0IY/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQ9tSwctD1I/AAAAAAAAALA/kGhTfDUD0IY/s400/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264546658429767506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i used to learn about this stuff back in art skool. but to meet sumone who aktually has synesthesia?! i dunt look at it as a "disability". i've always wundered wat if really we were the "freaks". we're the strange ones who lack the kapacity to have extended sense and perception of the world? i know synesthesia is essentially about how our brain is "wired". but science aside..... it really makes you wunder hey? kewl beans &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-2482420678833684680?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2482420678833684680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2482420678833684680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/minds-eye.html' title='the minds eye'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQ9tSwctD1I/AAAAAAAAALA/kGhTfDUD0IY/s72-c/Picture+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-8866807048035710905</id><published>2008-11-02T07:45:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:13:07.991+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>a javanese/malay wedding</title><content type='html'>my kuzzin En got married last sunday. i was slightly shocked to see fotos of her wedding. the details of her ceremony is almost exaktly wat i want for my wedding!! traditional javanese garb. kick ass &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.youtube.com/watch?v=-8n2F4FIGcQ"&gt;kompang&lt;/a&gt; procession. tarian and pencak silat. the works!! i wanted to use royal (yellow/gold) kolours too. turns out.... my mum helped plan her wedding (explains alot). i wunt be getting married soon. so i'm over it. anyway this is my fave bit of a malay wedding!! the grooms arrives.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzPseSS_VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8dfcWjabVaA/s1600-h/n796152597_1530868_6296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzPseSS_VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8dfcWjabVaA/s400/n796152597_1530868_6296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263810427440266578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzOdsp-_6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FaI9C1jz43M/s1600-h/n663633283_1125018_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzOdsp-_6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/FaI9C1jz43M/s400/n663633283_1125018_1847.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809074088050594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh. wats this?? a human toll booth? draaats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzUjGxQQaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/lMNKx-7Eeiw/s1600-h/n663633283_1125020_3622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzUjGxQQaI/AAAAAAAAAKo/lMNKx-7Eeiw/s400/n663633283_1125020_3622.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263815764066976162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hwaaah!! thats not even the bride behind the fan!! bwahaHaha!! malay/javanese weddings are fun like that. everyone is a praktikal joker. so how much? the money packet is handed over. my ole man haggles and finally says, "eh!! boleh lah!!" *eh!! kan go thru already!!* haHahaHAHA!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzOef0rb1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/D16_yXO7btI/s1600-h/n663633283_1125021_4522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzOef0rb1I/AAAAAAAAAJg/D16_yXO7btI/s400/n663633283_1125021_4522.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809087823114066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzOfNREYGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2RlAiyP_BCM/s1600-h/n663633283_1125136_6955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzOfNREYGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2RlAiyP_BCM/s400/n663633283_1125136_6955.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809100021784674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;papa eskorts the groom to the dais. he meets yet another "toll booth"!! the mak andam (brides' personal assistant). but she was easier to please. yeaay. groom &amp;amp; bride sit proudly together on the dais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzPHO0La-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/M4FMoqPIwig/s1600-h/n663633283_1125138_8779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzPHO0La-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/M4FMoqPIwig/s400/n663633283_1125138_8779.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809787632249826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;papa walks off deklaring, "fwaaar. i'm the man!! i'm the MAAN!!" yes papa. you da man. aHahaHAHA!! for sum reason.... whenever any of my javanese kuzzins marry a "white" dude... my papa is always there to help. i guess he wished he had sumone to prep him when he married my mom. my papa is sweet like that (which is why i love him so much). i know he'll go all out for my husband-to-be if i married a "mat salleh" *white man*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzPHsyyd0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0Ef_Oynfrtc/s1600-h/n663633283_1125139_9693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzPHsyyd0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0Ef_Oynfrtc/s400/n663633283_1125139_9693.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263809795679483714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my kuzzins hubby Bernardo is swiss. his "malay" name is now Bernie Abdullah. niiiice. i think he looks amazing in the traditional malay garb. the head dress my kuzzin is wearing used to weigh a tonne back in the days!! its probably alot lighter now. everyone around me is getting married or is about to. i'm pushing 30 &amp;amp; been single for the past 7 years!! *sigh* proverbial matrimonial bliss of my choosing is not gonna happen. so i asked my mom to arrange my marriage next year. i am very serious about this.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-8866807048035710905?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8866807048035710905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8866807048035710905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/11/javanesemalay-wedding.html' title='a javanese/malay wedding'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQzPseSS_VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8dfcWjabVaA/s72-c/n796152597_1530868_6296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4830088023329406818</id><published>2008-10-26T09:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:39:45.054+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the mix'/><title type='text'>bob marley</title><content type='html'>He had this idea. It was kind of a virologist idea. He believed that you could cure racism and hate... literally cure it, by injecting music and love into people's lives. When he was scheduled to perform at a peace rally, a gunman came to his house and shot him down. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SP_QmBzOvdI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZMgitzpjX4o/s1600-h/Bob-Marley-Poster-C10000515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SP_QmBzOvdI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZMgitzpjX4o/s400/Bob-Marley-Poster-C10000515.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260152241528946130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two days later he walked out on that stage and sang. When they asked him why - He said, "The people, who were trying to make this world worse... are not taking a day off. How can I? Light up the darkness." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4830088023329406818?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4830088023329406818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4830088023329406818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-marley.html' title='bob marley'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SP_QmBzOvdI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZMgitzpjX4o/s72-c/Bob-Marley-Poster-C10000515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-8600195456780676220</id><published>2008-10-24T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:40:04.117+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><title type='text'>when skaters unite.....</title><content type='html'>i've been working on an amazing feature story on the fate &amp;amp; future of Wool Store!! as far as i'm koncerned its one of dopest spots to skate in the world. the rumor mills been churning devious tales of demolition &amp;amp; destruction. apparently sum property real estate wankers are gonna turn it into a bunch of shitty apartments. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG4e6LAtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Kpo7A4QjBw4/s1600-h/cropWS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG4e6LAtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Kpo7A4QjBw4/s400/cropWS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260282300952412882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBIrS-CI_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/6Zggi_BlPlQ/s1600-h/IMG_1646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBIrS-CI_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/6Zggi_BlPlQ/s400/IMG_1646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260284273432339442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was wikkid chatting with the woolstore krew. met a lokal skater who made his own skate video kalled "woolstore laif". big up to the folks at momentum!! they are the bestest. i kudnt have done this without them. i've uploaded a few fotos of wool store. i noe it looks damn ghetto that tearing it down might even be a good idea. but this spot is GOLD!! we've had pro-skaters from all over the world who will attest to that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBIq0E7FbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/02TFSQPkaUw/s1600-h/IMG_1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBIq0E7FbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/02TFSQPkaUw/s400/IMG_1652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260284265139738034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG6_UKVHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nN9uWyfWIyM/s1600-h/IMG_1638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG6_UKVHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nN9uWyfWIyM/s400/IMG_1638.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260282344011093106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG4jgAOLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-LmWkO5pSO0/s1600-h/IMG_1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG4jgAOLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-LmWkO5pSO0/s400/IMG_1669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260282302184831154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in proposing this feature, my "chief-editor" gave me the filthiest look and asked, "how is this newsworthy? they're just a bunch of skaters. i thought skating is dead? i understand it used to be hip. but now?" WHAAAT?!! since when was skateboarding a trend?? i wunt get into the nasty details (and there is plenty). so i grinned my teeth, admitted i am a fuckin idiot for wanting to do this. a story like this needs to be done!! so he sighed, pat me on the back &amp;amp; sent me on my way. dick.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG7N0n-KI/AAAAAAAAAIw/H8e-TA785hk/s1600-h/IMG_1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG7N0n-KI/AAAAAAAAAIw/H8e-TA785hk/s400/IMG_1643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260282347905349794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG6Q18thI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RLVTeX4fcAk/s1600-h/IMG_1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG6Q18thI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RLVTeX4fcAk/s400/IMG_1649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260282331536340498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;skaters have been wrangling &amp;amp; fighting their way in kommunities &amp;amp; cities to keep spots like these alive. if you've never been a skater, i dunt think you'll ever understand why this is so important. dunt give us designated skate parks. if thats the kase.... then lets abolish beaches. swim only in artificially man made swimming pools. fuck the foot path!! you joggers shud just buy a threadmill. seems unreasonable &amp;amp; far fetched innit? my point exaktly.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-8600195456780676220?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8600195456780676220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8600195456780676220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-skaters-unite.html' title='when skaters unite.....'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SQBG4e6LAtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Kpo7A4QjBw4/s72-c/cropWS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-7811536429796616806</id><published>2008-10-22T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T05:52:52.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.love.regret'/><title type='text'>novalis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;"what if you slept? and what if, in your sleep, you dreamed? and what if, in your dream, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? and what if, when you awake, you had the flower in your hand? aah, what then?&lt;/span&gt;" - Coleridge..... daaaang!! it feels amaaazing to read the klassiks. i was psyched reading this poem again!! just the other day i watched '&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horton_Hears_a_Who!_(film)"&gt;horton hears a who&lt;/a&gt;' which was absolutely mind boggling!! i dunt remember dr.seuss being waaay existentialist as a kid. whooa.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SP0DowDkpXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/k9Yjdm1URW0/s1600-h/IMG_5924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SP0DowDkpXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/k9Yjdm1URW0/s400/IMG_5924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259363938468144498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; there is much freedom in childhood. we grow up only to have all our dreams &amp;amp; hopes krushed. suppresed even. the transition to adulthood sucks hey? but this begs the question.... wat if? wat if we were all kast shadows of a puppet master, residents of who-ville, kompletely equivokal of the "truth" of life &amp;amp; the unfathomable beyond. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insya-allah&lt;/span&gt;. god willing. if that is the kase, than we have no kontrol over our destiny. that it will always be pre-determined. resistance is futile?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-7811536429796616806?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7811536429796616806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7811536429796616806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/novalis.html' title='novalis'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SP0DowDkpXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/k9Yjdm1URW0/s72-c/IMG_5924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-6424127461050207835</id><published>2008-10-18T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T05:17:06.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>the sun is shining.......</title><content type='html'>duuuude!! summers round the korner and i am stoked!!! the past kouple of months have been ominous in guerrilla land. a good fren of mine kommited suicide. he hung himself in his bedroom. friggin unbelievable. and the boy i've been kompletely besotted with the past few years?? he's in a relationship with sum HK fashion designer &amp;amp; kept it sekret from me. history repeats itself all over. i feel so numb &amp;amp; emotionless. fucked my ankle too last month skating. but i say to the world a big.... FUCK YOU!!! i'm still standing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPXcib5_clI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YjOumgi6lNM/s1600-h/IMG_1338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPXcib5_clI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YjOumgi6lNM/s400/IMG_1338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257350624189575762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm back to my old routine: i'm rarely on msn in the mornings &amp;amp; out skating insted or in the garden with a tall glass of iced mint tea &amp;amp; a book in hand. my passion for hardkore musik is re-ignited for sum reason. i kudnt be more posi &amp;amp; happy. kant remember the last time i've felt so driven!! so much that i've been kraving to eat red meat recently. weird hey?? nevertheless, i've settled for &amp;amp; perfected the art of making a wikkid!! &lt;a href="http://vegweb.com/index.php?topic=9649.0"&gt;"un-tuna" sandwich&lt;/a&gt;. looks like the real thang huh? zse zse zse.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPXciimSxuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OPtg9r5LGII/s1600-h/IMG_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPXciimSxuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OPtg9r5LGII/s400/IMG_1305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257350625986004706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when life gives you lemons, you paint that shit gold!! i think i'm being harsh on myself burning bridges everywhere. but i'm sick &amp;amp; tired of being treated like a "doormat". its not fair. so i'm moving on. i know i've been horrendous with blogging too. there are a million drafts waiting to be published. terrible. but i'll try and keep up to date eh? okay okay. you'll believe when you see it. haHaha!! but it feels good to be back!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-6424127461050207835?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6424127461050207835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6424127461050207835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/sun-is-shining.html' title='the sun is shining.......'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPXcib5_clI/AAAAAAAAAHg/YjOumgi6lNM/s72-c/IMG_1338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-6869824340590425798</id><published>2008-10-14T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:10:37.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.love.regret'/><title type='text'>in memoriam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPRDtrbubUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NJJLDIlJ6x0/s1600-h/daniel+poh+1979-2008+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPRDtrbubUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NJJLDIlJ6x0/s400/daniel+poh+1979-2008+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256901117080399170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-6869824340590425798?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6869824340590425798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6869824340590425798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-memoriam.html' title='in memoriam'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPRDtrbubUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NJJLDIlJ6x0/s72-c/daniel+poh+1979-2008+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4952377414540009565</id><published>2008-10-14T12:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:07:04.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><title type='text'>gone but not logged off</title><content type='html'>sumtimes tragedies inspire us....... “Daniel has no recent activity.” he died last month. you can still request to be his friend, send him a message and, of course, poke him. According to officials at Facebook, “Recognizing death and memorialising loved ones on their site is an effective and meaningful way among many to grieve. This was not always the case. The company's past policy was to delete a profile after a 30-day freeze on the account. Their new policy ensures that, a profile of a deceased user is put in a memorialised state indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPRB7dIqf_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/aEo-DhaXwxY/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPRB7dIqf_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/aEo-DhaXwxY/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256899154737266674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To "memorialise" a profile means to hide personal information. However, friends can still see photo albums, basic information and post messages on the "wall." Facebook is not the only site where people grieve online. MySpace say they never delete a profile unless at the request of a family member. MySpace users have very little control over what their friends do. Phishing attacks have led to spam comments appearing on profiles. But for deceased users of LiveJournal, a special memorial status has been implemented. In effect, it freezes the profile, but leaves it there to be enjoyed without fear of being hijacked or spammed. The deceased user's friends can continue to read existing journal entries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4952377414540009565?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4952377414540009565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4952377414540009565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/10/gone-but-not-logged-off.html' title='gone but not logged off'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SPRB7dIqf_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/aEo-DhaXwxY/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-9089597028218526253</id><published>2008-06-10T09:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:15:43.057+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuzzies'/><title type='text'>furball</title><content type='html'>wow!! i think i wanna invest in a propa fisheye lens. wide angle lenses &amp;amp; my fisheye lomo are just not hacking it anymore. i've always felt fisheye lenses kost too much for wat they're worth but i'm changing my mind. wish i had more time to mess around with harps lenses at the barbie though......&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SE3gUH-nPbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9v6gtF1VGWI/s1600-h/IMG_2207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SE3gUH-nPbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9v6gtF1VGWI/s400/IMG_2207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210066980281204146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were no willing subjects. except for ewok of kourse!! sheeesh. ewok is the only kam whore i know. or maybe its the mention of a 'FISH-eye" that kaught his attention. kauze he understands the words "chook," "chocolate," "mum-mum" and "kream-kream." silly wittle furball. tsk!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-9089597028218526253?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/9089597028218526253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/9089597028218526253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/06/furball.html' title='furball'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SE3gUH-nPbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9v6gtF1VGWI/s72-c/IMG_2207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-307728603915677790</id><published>2008-06-09T11:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:15:43.583+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>an aussie barbie (not the doll)</title><content type='html'>last night we threw a barbie in our back yard!! we chucked snags, chops, chicken wings, prawns, cuts of prime beef, corn on the cob &amp;amp; seared spicy cajun fish on the grill. i made a killer potato salad, a ginormous bowl of garden greens with a tangy strawberry vinaigrette &amp;amp; a kreamy koleslaw. non of that low fat malarkey here. i think we made sum seafood salad as well? there was enuff food to feed an entire starving Afrikan village!!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SEwBBq20c5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/cURy_qD3yUE/s1600-h/barbie+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SEwBBq20c5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/cURy_qD3yUE/s400/barbie+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209539997156537234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SEwBCg0S-NI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jSQMYmFttdQ/s1600-h/IMG_2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SEwBCg0S-NI/AAAAAAAAAF4/jSQMYmFttdQ/s400/IMG_2182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209540011641469138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm vegetarian. so the spread was pretty blah for me. i was happy wolfing down my vegan snags &amp;amp; grilled seasonal veggies. however i did end up 'breaking the rules' by having morsels of prawns marinated in peanut butter &amp;amp; garlic (my mums sekret recipe). i havent eaten prawns in years!! we had lightly "grilled" marshmallows &amp;amp; fruit for dessert. yummy. as the charcoal embers turn to ash &amp;amp; the alkohol flowed.... a good time was had by all.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SEwBDs95z8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/qGcZmyuXkeQ/s1600-h/IMG_2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SEwBDs95z8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/qGcZmyuXkeQ/s400/IMG_2193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209540032082857922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SEya3nOarlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kolQTV2jTDI/s1600-h/IMG_2208+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SEya3nOarlI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kolQTV2jTDI/s400/IMG_2208+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209709149173755474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dunt enjoi barbies all that much. its too much work i reckon. the different marinades, the flame, grilling the meats.... and the klean up!!!! gosh thats the worst bit. but its nice when its done right. thank heavens the weather held up nicely too. after a nice warm bath washing the meaty fumes away &amp;amp; a good night sleep..... i still feel knackered. its stormy today. so i'm spending my day drinking copious amounts of hot chocolate &amp;amp; snuggling under the sheets hoping to finish this most riveting book i've started reading. guerrrilla is a happy kamper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-307728603915677790?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/307728603915677790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/307728603915677790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/06/aussie-barbie-not-doll.html' title='an aussie barbie (not the doll)'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SEwBBq20c5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/cURy_qD3yUE/s72-c/barbie+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-7138328067671446823</id><published>2008-05-23T07:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:15:44.138+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skatopia'/><title type='text'>freedom is fundamental</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"you can't separate peace from freedom because no one can be at peace unless he has his freedom."-says Malcolm X. but bastard Freedom waves her fustian flag in mockery over slaves!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/R1UBQ8sTOLI/AAAAAAAAADg/K2bYVRPlfGU/s1600-h/zooyorkgirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/R1UBQ8sTOLI/AAAAAAAAADg/K2bYVRPlfGU/s400/zooyorkgirl.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140015940394760370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/R1VMzssTOOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fLtraOnbjSY/s1600-h/zooyorkdeck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/R1VMzssTOOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fLtraOnbjSY/s400/zooyorkdeck.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140099000767297762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;its stormy weather all weekend!! what on earth am i gonna do?! yes i noe the rains good for the plants &amp;amp; trees rah rah rah. but skating taken off the agenda?! nooooo!! make it stop!! make the rain go away!! bring peace upon my purple shins!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-7138328067671446823?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7138328067671446823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/7138328067671446823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/05/freedom-is-fundamental.html' title='freedom is fundamental'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/R1UBQ8sTOLI/AAAAAAAAADg/K2bYVRPlfGU/s72-c/zooyorkgirl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-3761505348269124727</id><published>2008-05-22T06:36:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:15:44.565+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.love.regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>2.0.0.8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i havent blogged in awhile and am overwhelmed some of you want an update!! i dunt believe in resolutions. but have set a few goals for myself. so heres what i've been up to so far and plan on doing in 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;(1)my long awaited trip to London.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i made it to London and stayed for a couple of weeks in february. my trip was mostly spent wandering the streets alone and skating spots chosen at random by simply klosing my eyes &amp;amp; pointing on a city street map. this has to be the krappiest vakation ever. okay i lied. my trip to Krabi was shittier. though i admit, the best part about my trip is buying my very first &lt;a href="http://www.blueprintskateboards.com/contact.php"&gt;blueprint&lt;/a&gt; deck. the graphix are shit. but i love the way it 'pops.' i'm a blueprint konvert. word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SDR7Te7frAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YbfC7eTKFQg/s1600-h/Capital-Purple-yellow-lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SDR7Te7frAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YbfC7eTKFQg/s400/Capital-Purple-yellow-lrg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202919044170099714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;s&gt;(2)learning French.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;i signed up for a beginners klass at &lt;a href="http://www.afperth.asn.au/"&gt;alliance française &lt;/a&gt;2 month ago. deluxM &amp;amp; i have always wanted to learn French. she reckons its the 'official language' of romance, love &amp;amp; all that malarkey. yes. women swoon at the thought of being wooed by a Frenchman rah rah rah. i believe French is the language of revolutionary thoughts &amp;amp; ideas. linguists of social konsciousness!! some of my favorite philosophers are French. so i'll probably be arguing!! with a local at a sidewalk cafe insted of sharing love sonnets. haha!! ah well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(3)sacrament of konfirmation.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah religious stuff. i received my "sacrament of konfirmation" during the easter celebrations at &lt;a href="http://www.stbenedicts.net.au/wyd.htm"&gt;st.benedicts &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; re-used my baptism name "macaille of eire" for this momentus occasion. macaille is pronounced [mah-sehl-lah] or [mah-kay-lah]. the ceremony was a tear jerker!! a few parishioners approached me after mass to tell me how beautiful they thought it was. gosh. spirituality is exhauting hey?! i've got fotos stashed sumwhere. let me find them &amp;amp; post them up soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SDSBXe7frBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/1RRYtPkNMqE/s1600-h/IMG_0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SDSBXe7frBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/1RRYtPkNMqE/s400/IMG_0964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202925709959343122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;(4)getting off anti-depressants kompletely.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially off 'zoloft.' being on anti-depressants is not sumthing i'm proud of (especially been straight edge). but when you're inches away from throwing yourself off the 24th floor of an Ang Mo Kio &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Housing_and_Development_Board"&gt;HDB flat&lt;/a&gt;, i made an exception. its funny meeting people on the evil isle who go on &amp;amp; on about their miniscule problems. obviously stuff i kud never understand becos i have "everything"!! of kourse its the ones you least expect who end up dead on a sidewalk. i havent been suicidal in months though i do feel melancholic now &amp;amp; again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;(5)krucial cathartic family time&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my parents and i took a short vakation to Bali before i left for London. i've been acting really weird the past kouple of years. its not me. its the depression. and i needed them to understand that. obviously!! it was easier getting things off my chest whilst watching sunsets &amp;amp; sipping sosro by a white sandy beach in Bali. *sigh* paradise on earth. papabear &amp;amp; i havent konnected like this in ages!! this was much needed. i do wish we had more time though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SDSMl-7frCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/loqU07vXCdQ/s1600-h/IMG_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SDSMl-7frCI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/loqU07vXCdQ/s400/IMG_1057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202938053695351842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(6) build a website for guerrrilla skate co™&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as most of you know, i've started a humble skate kompany from skratch. it seemed everyone was mad keen on being part of the guerrila skate family during its infancy. sumhow we all got distracted with grrlfrens &amp;amp; work kommitments. so here i am left all alone trying to run things. i am afraid this will fail which explains why i havent launched my first series of decks. taking small steps might be good for a start. maybe building a website first is the best thing to do right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7)lose weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've put on 5 kilos the past few months. no. this isnt a vanity thing. i'm worried about my health. i skate on the weekends &amp;amp; try to do yoga twice or 3 times a week. there shudnt be any reason why i am putting on all this weight. maybe its the side effects of going off the anti-depressants. i dunno. all i do know issat i need to shed sum pounds to fit back into my klothes. i kant wear anything in my kloset!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(8)big move to Hong Kong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will be living in Hong Kong for 6 months but it hasnt happened yet. i'm not gonna jinx it with details. nuff said. haHahaHahah!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-3761505348269124727?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3761505348269124727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/3761505348269124727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2008/05/2008.html' title='2.0.0.8'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/SDR7Te7frAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YbfC7eTKFQg/s72-c/Capital-Purple-yellow-lrg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-2064742306110464353</id><published>2007-11-23T12:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T11:48:03.514+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>new haircut.</title><content type='html'>woohoo!! i got a haircut from tracy the art director at &lt;a href="http://www.toniandguy.com.au/subiaco.html"&gt;toni &amp;amp; guys&lt;/a&gt; yesterday arvo!! my locks are lifeless &amp;amp; unmanageable. but one of the many mysteries of the universe is to find your luscious long locks looking fabulous the day you've got an appointment to chop it off. hmmmpff!! but i'm really happy with the results. sorry about the crappy fotos though. i had to rush rush rush rush!! so i just snap snap snapped!! haHaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0876.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;fter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0889.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm looking really chubby hey?!! its all that extra "winter weight" i've put on. been eating so much junk food &amp;amp; havent been skating as much too!! its fucking depressing. literally. summers round the korner. tis the season for tank tops &amp;amp; kute summer dresses. its daunting looking at my tubby self. adding to the fact that i'm very white &amp;amp; pastey!! but do not fret. a day at the beach &amp;amp; i'll be alroiiiight!! gawd i sound like such a girlie girl. hahaha!! bring on summer magik yo!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-2064742306110464353?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2064742306110464353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/2064742306110464353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-haircut.html' title='new haircut.'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-4387494553074020976</id><published>2007-11-03T18:16:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:35:58.894+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>subalterns strike back</title><content type='html'>Three British tourists mocked a 76-year-old rickshaw driver because he couldn't pedal fast enough and posted a video of the panting old man on YouTube. The trio ran off without paying the £5 fare and escaped in a taxi yelling “ten dollars my f***ing arse!”. Angered by the way the Brits treated the rickshaw driver, Sinagporeans bombarded the media expressing their feelings. “Don't come back to Singapore,” wrote one. “We will be waiting for you.” While another berated them for behaving like Singapore was still a British colony. The guilty party said he was sorry to cause so much offence to Singaporeans and posted an apology online &amp; removed the video.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KB_GoQ-h9Zg&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KB_GoQ-h9Zg&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... but it was put back on by an angry Singaporean under the heading 'UK BASTARDS'; taken off the &lt;A href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=490946&amp;in_page_id=1770&amp;in_page_id=1770&amp;expand=true#StartComments"&gt;Daily Mail&lt;/A&gt;. its shocking these Brits are ignoramuses to the fact that people see wat you post on the world wide web!! *duh!* but its equally sad how singaporean always rule badly behaved 'ang mohs' as an inevitable result of post-colonialism. i dunt see an attack on national identity but rather an insulting denigration of the old &amp; weak. as a traveller... i understand the frustration of paying cut-throat prices. but a seasoned travellor always haggles first... not later!! heart wrenching to see the old man subserviently ask for payment from those scumbags. however how does it kompare to the person who re-posted the video on youtube adding fuel to the roaring flames of hate?! its all hearsay at the end of the day eh? *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-4387494553074020976?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4387494553074020976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/4387494553074020976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2007/11/subalterns-strike-back.html' title='subalterns strike back'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-866840905553848698</id><published>2007-10-25T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:15:44.874+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the mix'/><title type='text'>guerrilla likes it chilled</title><content type='html'>the most fun i had on set was playing "guest DJ" for my production. i was the only one who knew how the equipment worked so the responsibility was mine by 'default'. go figure eh?!! they use CD 'turntables' insted of traditional vinyl ones at the venue. i champion technologikal advancement. but seriously. sumthings in life need to stay ole skool. one of me mates was saying, "its like them sex simulators in 'demolition man' that replace fucking in the future?! haHaha!! in a quirky way... thats true innit?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RyBMU39nKTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HH6f28ZJtno/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RyBMU39nKTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HH6f28ZJtno/s400/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125180297451088178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0856.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've added new choons on my radio.blogg. the selektion is chilled sub-zero temperatures. disclaimer: do not listen if mood is extremely melancholic!! there are 2 radiohead choons. they're one of my fave bands in the whole wide world. whenever i feel like scum of the earth. other than my fave hardkore bands... they're the ones i turn to so i feel better. theres also a reggea-ish sounding kover version of the cure's klassik "love song" by 311. usually kovers suck dawgs balls. but this one is pretty tasteful. so enjoi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-866840905553848698?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/866840905553848698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/866840905553848698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2007/10/guerrilla-likes-it-chilled.html' title='guerrilla likes it chilled'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RyBMU39nKTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/HH6f28ZJtno/s72-c/IMG_0855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-8715687959319727261</id><published>2007-10-17T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:15:45.387+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too kool for skool'/><title type='text'>that's a wraaap!!</title><content type='html'>finally!! yesterday was my last day of filming for a major drama assignment. i was the production designer on set. the narrative of the script is by far the most kontroversial i've ever worked with. its about a homophobic priest who dies &amp; goes to heaven only to find out that god is gay. anti-climatic &amp; very polikally inkorrect... yeah i'll probably burn in hell for this. haHaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RxXViEth5nI/AAAAAAAAACE/uMrb-WWce60/s1600-h/IMG_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RxXViEth5nI/AAAAAAAAACE/uMrb-WWce60/s400/IMG_0859.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122234932560782962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RxXVf0th5mI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-R_MWrcoxAM/s1600-h/IMG_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RxXVf0th5mI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-R_MWrcoxAM/s400/IMG_0863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122234893906077282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RxXT40th5kI/AAAAAAAAABs/i3CN_U0xlKA/s1600-h/IMG_0842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RxXT40th5kI/AAAAAAAAABs/i3CN_U0xlKA/s400/IMG_0842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122233124379551298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but!! i'm glad it's all over. this means i have more time to focus on my other more theoretical desk bound assignments. *phew!!* i was totally knackered last night. my whole body still aches from lugging around all that equipment.... especially the jib arm. will post more piktures that i've taken on location really soon. now i just wanna craaaash!!! yeaay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-8715687959319727261?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8715687959319727261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8715687959319727261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2007/10/thats-wraaap.html' title='that&apos;s a wraaap!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RxXViEth5nI/AAAAAAAAACE/uMrb-WWce60/s72-c/IMG_0859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-8074150088986105314</id><published>2007-10-11T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:15:45.538+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuzzies'/><title type='text'>new tricksies.</title><content type='html'>i've accidentally taught ewok a new trick. everytime i go *bang!! bang!!* with a plastik toy gun... he pretends to drop dead!! haHaha!! i dunno where he gets these cues from. but its just too kute when he does it. obviously he hates doing when he's a tad grumpy. otherwise everytime he hears me go *bang!! bang!!*.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Rw1j8Eth5hI/AAAAAAAAABU/CkT4BGMjtuA/s1600-h/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Rw1j8Eth5hI/AAAAAAAAABU/CkT4BGMjtuA/s400/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119858235098129938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Rw1jvkth5gI/AAAAAAAAABM/vaKXFXlNvKo/s1600-h/IMG_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Rw1jvkth5gI/AAAAAAAAABM/vaKXFXlNvKo/s400/IMG_0726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119858020349765122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuurrghhh!! he's dead. haHahaha!! the thing i love about ewok is that he's always up to mischief. theres never a dull moment with him. he'll do random things like fall asleep on a fresh pile of laundry &amp; pounce on me in bed to wake me up and feed him brekkie. it gets annoying when i'm busy doing something important. but with a face like that!!... no one stays angry with him for long. silly sausage. haHaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-8074150088986105314?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8074150088986105314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8074150088986105314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-tricksies.html' title='new tricksies.'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Rw1j8Eth5hI/AAAAAAAAABU/CkT4BGMjtuA/s72-c/IMG_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-8815047400320795083</id><published>2007-10-10T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:15:46.416+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.love.regret'/><title type='text'>faaarty with the pamily</title><content type='html'>the family unit was out in full force last saturday. it was auntie Geri &amp;amp; unkle Bernard's 25th wedding anniversary and the shindig was at a local lawn bowling klub house. i thought it was a wikkid lokation!! however this is a guerrilla first: being in a room full of gragos (eurasians) in the land of Oz!! meingott it was too surreal. what do gragos do when they get together? hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RwsiZkth5dI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qI--bZmK8Ms/s1600-h/IMG_0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RwsiZkth5dI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qI--bZmK8Ms/s400/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119223224183416274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see: the usual blend of gossip. a "lets get sloshed" sesh at the open bar. a tribunal into your marital status. at least one "pimp my niece" attempt to set her up on a date. dancing with an intoxicated grand auntie or unkle. decadent food &amp;amp; drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Rwsjb0th5fI/AAAAAAAAABE/Z_49R-DhHQc/s1600-h/IMG_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Rwsjb0th5fI/AAAAAAAAABE/Z_49R-DhHQc/s400/IMG_0794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119224362349749746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's the krucial linguistic usage of "daaarn laaah!!" peppered into every konversation &amp;amp; not forgetting the whore house wardrobe of plunging necklines &amp;amp; slutty dresses. bleeeah!! i felt so un-eurasian like. my konservative quasi asian tight arse self talking. but inspite of all this... i had a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RwsjJ0th5eI/AAAAAAAAAA8/w-QUzXWnPCo/s1600-h/IMG_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RwsjJ0th5eI/AAAAAAAAAA8/w-QUzXWnPCo/s400/IMG_0772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119224053112104418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RwsiLkth5cI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dvdsRP2C5S8/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RwsiLkth5cI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dvdsRP2C5S8/s400/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119222983665247682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes i wish for the patience &amp;amp; enthusiasm to meet the klan. its tenebrous when we exchange digits &amp;amp; make false promises to see each other sooner rather than later. i reckon most families operate the same. lip service sucks. but one thing i took home on saturday was my desiderata for the love that auntie Geri &amp;amp; unkle Bernard shared with each other. yeaah... a girl kan dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-8815047400320795083?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8815047400320795083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8815047400320795083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2007/10/faaarty-with-pamily.html' title='faaarty with the pamily'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/RwsiZkth5dI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qI--bZmK8Ms/s72-c/IMG_0769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-8651748128674680492</id><published>2007-10-04T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T19:51:42.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the mix'/><title type='text'>i'm baaack!!</title><content type='html'>and i've uploaded new choons on the radio blogg. house tunes!! yeaah. deal with it. huahaHaha!! i bought me a pair of turntables some months ago. been squandering my money on vinyls &amp; dabbling in the finer arts of beat matching. you'd think i'd be bored by now innit?! NUP!! not bored at all!! guerrilla loves the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0737.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y65/guerrrilla/IMG_0734.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set up: Technics &lt;A href="http://www2.panasonic.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/vModelDetail?storeId=15001&amp;catalogId=13401&amp;itemId=68896&amp;catGroupId=75042&amp;modelNo=SL-1210MK5&amp;cacheProgram=11002&amp;cachePartner=7000000000000005702"&gt;SL-1210 MK5&lt;/A&gt;+ Pioneer &lt;A href="http://www.pioneerprodj.eu/eur/products/44/74/461/DJM-400/index.html"&gt;DJM 400 2 channel mixer&lt;/A&gt; + &lt;A href="http://www.krksys.com/"&gt;KRK&lt;/A&gt; Rokit 8 Speakers. i'm so madly in love with my turntables. when i'm mixing in 'guerrrilla HQ' (also known as the study room) tsk!! tsk!! ... the rest of the world just doesnt exist. bring on the champion sound!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-8651748128674680492?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8651748128674680492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/8651748128674680492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-baaack.html' title='i&apos;m baaack!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-6386562314075873661</id><published>2006-12-08T09:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T09:46:57.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmmm......</title><content type='html'>we were hangin out at deluxMz art studio the other day. her little chill out haven up the front had orange-ish lights. cosy vibe. a krack whore house or a kreative art studio?!  damn the hue of these fotos turned out uberest red!! bukit timah brothel?! hahaHaha!! meh. kant possibly be. i mean just check out the "mamasan"!! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2093/465/1600/141463/IMG_6106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2093/465/400/218146/IMG_6106.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the bouncer" is waaay too kute &amp; friendly. i just wanna pinch his cheeks &amp; cuddle him!! he's 'beary' schweeeet innit?! smokey bearz in da house yo!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2093/465/1600/267821/IMG_6107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2093/465/400/108156/IMG_6107.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the resident krack whore didnt wear make-up, kome-fuck-me heelz &amp; tacky polyester lingerie. she just sat there dredging feminist issues &amp; kontemplated the deeper meaning of attaining sexual empowerment by means of konforming to the stipulated stereotypes of female subservience... the path to marriage &amp; happiness?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2093/465/00/387860/IMG_6108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2093/465/400/300207/IMG_6108.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup!! just ur regular neighbourhood krack whore house family..... minus the sex &amp; drugs. rock &amp; roll negogiable. applikants interested may apply. kreativity is a necessity although no relevant xperience required. cum join the team!! ahahahaha!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2093/465/1600/733318/IMG_6112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2093/465/400/654953/IMG_6112.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-6386562314075873661?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6386562314075873661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/6386562314075873661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmmmmm.html' title='hmmmmm......'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6103274466160439909.post-9000619631142417260</id><published>2006-08-22T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:47:38.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me stuff'/><title type='text'>beep beep!!</title><content type='html'>sumone asked if i havent been blogging kauze i'm miserable. hahaha!! on the contrary. i've been sunshine happy &amp;amp; sparkling posi lately. things are great. its a shift imperceptable to anyone but me &amp;amp; i noe it can only get better. i've been busy working on my portfolio &amp;amp; am considering moving to melbourne or london next year to pursue a dream. big changes. so i've been away from the world wide web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/465/1600/vinyls%20%26%20such%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/465/400/vinyls%20%26%20such%20copy.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh!! but i did find time to lurk on a fabulous quirky accessory store online called &lt;a href="http://pleaseelyse.com/index.htm"&gt;please elyse&lt;/a&gt;. patiently awaiting with breath that is baited for my new purchases to arrive. new disco inferno tracks on radio blogg!! toot toot!! heey. beep!! beep!!i'm extra chipper from a konversation with a mate on the evil isle. he used to work at mtv but made a krucial switch to current affairs. wat an awesum guy. one of my new fave persons in this world. hes gold!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/465/1600/pretty%20vinyl%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2093/465/400/pretty%20vinyl%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had HEAPS to talk about. so much that we were on the fone for 6 straight hours!! haha!! krazeee huh?!! hes got a projekt band kalled &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thezsezsezses"&gt;the zse zse zses&lt;/a&gt;. tell your parents grandparents frenemies &amp;amp; lovers kauze they rule!! new material is in the works so i'm really excited!! we both thought it wud be awesum to 'press' those tracks on vinyl. i'm looking into pressing them in Oz for him. very punk rawk indeed. hurhur!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6103274466160439909-9000619631142417260?l=guerrrilla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/9000619631142417260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6103274466160439909/posts/default/9000619631142417260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guerrrilla.blogspot.com/2006/08/beep-beep.html' title='beep beep!!'/><author><name>guerrrilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16651632172907431523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6kXV-D5gTN0/Ruc6ld2d8uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jwqF1KQlVBg/s400/Picture+012.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
