<?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-2535026379847907841</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:08:11.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4987406079761297402</id><published>2012-02-17T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T01:08:11.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting.</title><content type='html'>Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because fuck me with a rusty broomstick, that's why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4987406079761297402?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4987406079761297402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4987406079761297402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4987406079761297402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4987406079761297402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2012/02/waiting.html' title='waiting.'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3392907022292931011</id><published>2012-01-26T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T08:40:03.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vision</title><content type='html'>You want something done, you do it yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-3392907022292931011?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/3392907022292931011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=3392907022292931011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-6086245556252560729</id><published>2012-01-15T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T13:48:13.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bang</title><content type='html'>Nice, you complaining first thing in the morning is just what I need. Lovely&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-6086245556252560729?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/6086245556252560729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=6086245556252560729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6086245556252560729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6086245556252560729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2012/01/bang.html' title='bang'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4689005971141518251</id><published>2012-01-14T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T01:08:20.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lethargic</title><content type='html'>I'm just so tired of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I even try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just make believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4689005971141518251?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-1022856943471011291</id><published>2011-12-17T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:31:50.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>Ha ha ha you're so messed up it's not even funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-1022856943471011291?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1022856943471011291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1022856943471011291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1022856943471011291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1022856943471011291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/12/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-1345283504840908136</id><published>2011-12-14T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T02:03:25.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>creeping</title><content type='html'>T'was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111213.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-1345283504840908136?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1345283504840908136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1345283504840908136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1345283504840908136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1345283504840908136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/12/creeping.html' title='creeping'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8374328829537723594</id><published>2011-11-29T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:43:09.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years</title><content type='html'>No where to put it, so might as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walk into a convenience stall, and see someone who looks like Eugenia. I approach her, to see her choosing sandwiches. But turns out it was someone who was dressed like her. As I apologize and leave, I walk into Ryu, who doesn't see me. While exiting the shop, I see Toshiro walking towards me, and I just run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8374328829537723594?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8374328829537723594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8374328829537723594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8374328829537723594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8374328829537723594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/11/3-years.html' title='3 years'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8181288782482616273</id><published>2011-11-29T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T02:21:16.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ocean</title><content type='html'>No regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8181288782482616273?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8181288782482616273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8181288782482616273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8181288782482616273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8181288782482616273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/11/ocean.html' title='ocean'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8438156402533864793</id><published>2011-11-13T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:43:41.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never forget</title><content type='html'>Never forget. &lt;br /&gt;Never forget. &lt;br /&gt;Never forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8438156402533864793?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8438156402533864793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8438156402533864793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8438156402533864793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8438156402533864793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/11/never-forget.html' title='never forget'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3389410164903307210</id><published>2011-11-03T18:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:24:33.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prey</title><content type='html'>Hide away all the things you want from everyone else and they become yours.&lt;div 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title='prey'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-5063697941707801819</id><published>2011-10-30T03:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T03:46:40.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birds</title><content type='html'>I just love how unimportant I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-5063697941707801819?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5063697941707801819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5063697941707801819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5063697941707801819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5063697941707801819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/10/birds.html' title='birds'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-520990939197872578</id><published>2011-10-25T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:22:32.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hysteria</title><content type='html'>Dude get your shit together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-520990939197872578?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/520990939197872578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=520990939197872578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/520990939197872578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/520990939197872578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/10/hysteria.html' title='hysteria'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8118168482428993162</id><published>2011-10-25T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:04:45.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perceive</title><content type='html'>Suck it up suck it up suck it up suck it up suck it up suck it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8118168482428993162?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8118168482428993162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8118168482428993162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8118168482428993162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8118168482428993162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/10/perceive.html' title='perceive'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8901665212903608834</id><published>2011-09-29T07:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T07:56:10.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ridiculous</title><content type='html'>This is just annoying me to no end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8901665212903608834?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8901665212903608834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8901665212903608834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8901665212903608834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8901665212903608834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/09/ridiculous.html' title='ridiculous'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8733428962563364491</id><published>2011-09-26T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T02:10:31.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pride</title><content type='html'>What is the meaning behind your tears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the death of a person make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can sadness itself kill a person?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8733428962563364491?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8733428962563364491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8733428962563364491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8733428962563364491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8733428962563364491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/09/pride.html' title='pride'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4297430665298813993</id><published>2011-09-22T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:35:12.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>Emotions are stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4297430665298813993?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4297430665298813993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4297430665298813993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4297430665298813993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4297430665298813993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/09/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-6664999071238383880</id><published>2011-09-21T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T16:39:23.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sore eyes</title><content type='html'>You know what, I hate people who lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-6664999071238383880?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/6664999071238383880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=6664999071238383880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6664999071238383880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6664999071238383880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/09/sore-eyes.html' title='sore eyes'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2301685211666300913</id><published>2011-09-19T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:32:21.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing hearts</title><content type='html'>You have no right to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had no right to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the remnants, it's just terrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2301685211666300913?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2301685211666300913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2301685211666300913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2301685211666300913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2301685211666300913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/09/chasing-hearts.html' title='chasing hearts'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4312950917205008610</id><published>2011-09-17T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T14:42:21.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusion</title><content type='html'>Zzz what is this feeling?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4312950917205008610?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4312950917205008610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4312950917205008610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4312950917205008610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4312950917205008610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/09/confusion.html' title='confusion'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-469308931851137544</id><published>2011-08-25T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:16:22.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neopolitan dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nope, it's raining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Turns out that was it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DP1ItK1Jpw/TlYEb679LOI/AAAAAAAAARw/289ENlY_znE/s320/BANNER04.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644704060679204066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What the actual shit are you guys doing?&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/2535026379847907841-469308931851137544?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/469308931851137544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=469308931851137544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/469308931851137544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/469308931851137544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/08/neopolitan-dreams.html' title='neopolitan dreams'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0DP1ItK1Jpw/TlYEb679LOI/AAAAAAAAARw/289ENlY_znE/s72-c/BANNER04.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-1310945272250607936</id><published>2011-08-21T04:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:09:55.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><content type='html'>Natsu Matsuri was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-1310945272250607936?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1310945272250607936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1310945272250607936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1310945272250607936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1310945272250607936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer.html' title='summer'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-7405112224797832043</id><published>2011-07-30T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T18:28:20.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trains</title><content type='html'>I had almost forgotten how this feels like. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-7405112224797832043?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/7405112224797832043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=7405112224797832043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7405112224797832043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7405112224797832043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/07/trains.html' title='trains'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4710598594407137648</id><published>2011-07-06T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T17:48:37.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apathy</title><content type='html'>It's like when you're trying your best to care, but you just can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4710598594407137648?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4710598594407137648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4710598594407137648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4710598594407137648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4710598594407137648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/07/apathy.html' title='apathy'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4054854256589451731</id><published>2011-05-17T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T03:39:07.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>応援</title><content type='html'>You can buy your hair if it won’t grow&lt;br /&gt;You can fix your nose if he says so&lt;br /&gt;You can buy all the make-up that M.A.C. can make&lt;br /&gt;But if you can’t look inside you&lt;br /&gt;Find out who am I to&lt;br /&gt;Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a relapse. You truly don't treasure what you have until you have lost it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4054854256589451731?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4054854256589451731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4054854256589451731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4054854256589451731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4054854256589451731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='応援'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-6643855430259665676</id><published>2011-04-23T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T22:42:04.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>star</title><content type='html'>Well I'm glad at least one is around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-6643855430259665676?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/6643855430259665676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=6643855430259665676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6643855430259665676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6643855430259665676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/04/star.html' title='star'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8922098635499585637</id><published>2011-04-16T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T01:37:49.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh i know what i'm supposed to do</title><content type='html'>たたかいの果てに得た絆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰にも傷つけさせはしない&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lose, I lose. If I win, I still lose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8922098635499585637?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8922098635499585637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8922098635499585637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8922098635499585637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8922098635499585637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-i-know-what-im-supposed-to-do.html' title='oh i know what i&apos;m supposed to do'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-204448617226732290</id><published>2011-03-06T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:06:05.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyper space</title><content type='html'>And it's finally over after so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's a first time for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-204448617226732290?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/204448617226732290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=204448617226732290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/204448617226732290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/204448617226732290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/03/hyper-space.html' title='hyper space'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-5752269081892373084</id><published>2011-02-06T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T22:26:58.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking turns</title><content type='html'>Come to decide that the things that I tried were in life just to get high on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sometimes I think maybe this stress is getting to all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be hearing the phrase 'Do or do not, there is no try.' a lot recently though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in a month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-5752269081892373084?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5752269081892373084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5752269081892373084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5752269081892373084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5752269081892373084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2011/02/taking-turns.html' title='taking turns'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-1343460069382217036</id><published>2010-11-23T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T02:33:16.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wax and wire</title><content type='html'>I’m helplessly needless and needless to say I owe you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I’d wait ten thousand picks for just one more chance,&lt;br /&gt;Just one more chance, to see your face again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I’d pull, teeter away, at the earth with my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;The earth with my teeth to touch your face again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lie helplessly still as your face falls apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With wax and wires and hair from the back of your hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-1343460069382217036?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1343460069382217036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1343460069382217036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1343460069382217036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1343460069382217036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/11/wax-and-wire.html' title='wax and wire'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2259248426567258180</id><published>2010-11-17T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:51:45.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;ねぇ　ねぇ　ねぇ　ねぇ&lt;br /&gt;今日はどこに行こうかな&lt;br /&gt;ねぇ　ねぇ　ねぇ　ねぇ&lt;br /&gt;ふたりの思い出を重ねて&lt;br /&gt;ねぇ　ねぇ　ねぇ　ねぇ&lt;br /&gt;明日はどこに行こうかな&lt;br /&gt;キミといると行き先はどこも特別に變わるの&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2259248426567258180?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2259248426567258180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2259248426567258180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2259248426567258180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2259248426567258180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/11/lights.html' title='lights'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8536956604964095915</id><published>2010-10-28T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:42:52.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need a mute button. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/TMmLQnB1X4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xZkyQ9t8TOQ/s1600/tumblr_lat7qcSqpP1qc5n53o1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/TMmLQnB1X4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xZkyQ9t8TOQ/s320/tumblr_lat7qcSqpP1qc5n53o1_1280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533106734672207746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Story of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8536956604964095915?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8536956604964095915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8536956604964095915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8536956604964095915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8536956604964095915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/10/gold.html' title='gold'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/TMmLQnB1X4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xZkyQ9t8TOQ/s72-c/tumblr_lat7qcSqpP1qc5n53o1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-7058716041823141385</id><published>2010-10-21T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T22:33:45.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paper</title><content type='html'>Curiosity is essential to carving your own path through life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get too curious, though, and it'll be a short walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-7058716041823141385?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/7058716041823141385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=7058716041823141385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7058716041823141385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7058716041823141385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/10/paper.html' title='paper'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4673512442876425951</id><published>2010-10-16T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T20:09:56.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surface</title><content type='html'>And here it begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see where this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4673512442876425951?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4673512442876425951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4673512442876425951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4673512442876425951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4673512442876425951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/10/surface.html' title='surface'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-6054016480936092664</id><published>2010-09-26T22:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:51:48.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small</title><content type='html'>Because some men aren't looking for anything logical, like money.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They can't be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some men just want to watch the world burn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-6054016480936092664?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/6054016480936092664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=6054016480936092664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6054016480936092664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6054016480936092664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/09/small.html' title='small'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-5741959117982473820</id><published>2010-09-12T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:14:42.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all that you can't leave behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not afraid of anything in this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing you can throw at me that I haven't already heard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just trying to find a decent melody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A song that I can sing in my own company &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never thought you were a fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But darling, look at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These tears are going nowhere, baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will not forsake, the colors that you bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the nights you filled with fireworks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They left you with nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am still enchanted by the light you brought to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I listen through your ears, and through your eyes I can see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you are such a fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To worry like you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's tough, and you can never get enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of what you don't really need now ... my oh my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was unconscious, half asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The water is warm till you discover how deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't jumping for me it was a fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a long way down to nothing at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You've got to get yourself together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't say that later will be better now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're stuck in a moment and you can't get out of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-5741959117982473820?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5741959117982473820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5741959117982473820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5741959117982473820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5741959117982473820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-that-you-cant-leave-behind.html' title='all that you can&apos;t leave behind'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4947069474377688899</id><published>2010-09-01T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:48:36.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ceramic</title><content type='html'>Hahahahaha withdrawal symptoms hahahahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe not, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4947069474377688899?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4947069474377688899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4947069474377688899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4947069474377688899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4947069474377688899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/09/ceramic.html' title='ceramic'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2517352428747430524</id><published>2010-08-31T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T17:28:44.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bird</title><content type='html'>And now, what's next?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll see now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can you do when you realise what you've been doing is wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2517352428747430524?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2517352428747430524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2517352428747430524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2517352428747430524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2517352428747430524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/08/bird.html' title='bird'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4670225243626470235</id><published>2010-08-29T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:18:01.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>voice</title><content type='html'>That was enjoyable, doing things you like.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what happened to the music every week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we go on, we start to realise the things we treasure gets less and less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4670225243626470235?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4670225243626470235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4670225243626470235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4670225243626470235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4670225243626470235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/08/voice.html' title='voice'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-6464027889135762269</id><published>2010-08-02T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T23:46:42.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syndrome</title><content type='html'>I like things like this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about things we have in common and like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-6464027889135762269?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/6464027889135762269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=6464027889135762269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6464027889135762269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6464027889135762269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/08/syndrome.html' title='syndrome'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3326851236717314976</id><published>2010-07-22T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:09:10.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zip</title><content type='html'>Must it be like that?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, that's really irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just go back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-3326851236717314976?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/3326851236717314976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=3326851236717314976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3326851236717314976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3326851236717314976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/07/zip.html' title='zip'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2135409506824963218</id><published>2010-07-17T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:07:19.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aliens</title><content type='html'>Why doesn't anything work 'round here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It feels so wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2135409506824963218?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2135409506824963218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2135409506824963218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2135409506824963218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2135409506824963218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/07/aliens.html' title='aliens'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-7785151841487228228</id><published>2010-07-11T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T19:22:30.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>expenditure</title><content type='html'>Why so uptight?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relax a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-7785151841487228228?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/7785151841487228228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=7785151841487228228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7785151841487228228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7785151841487228228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/07/expenditure.html' title='expenditure'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2274557909847787945</id><published>2010-06-12T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T01:45:54.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>panic</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm over it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;High hopes equals to high disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2274557909847787945?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2274557909847787945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2274557909847787945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2274557909847787945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2274557909847787945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/06/panic.html' title='panic'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-1723746303434650203</id><published>2010-06-02T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T22:24:59.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depth</title><content type='html'>It's nine o'clock on a Saturday, the regular crowd shuffles in.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's an old man sitting next to me, making love, to his tonic and gin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says, "Son, can you play me a memory? I'm not really sure how it goes. But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete, when I wore a younger man's clothes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now John at the bar is a friend of mine, he gets me my drinks for free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he's quick with a joke, or to light up a smoke, but there's someplace that he'd rather be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says, "Bill I believe this is killing me," as a smile ran away from his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well I'm sure I could be a movie star, if I could get out of this place."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Paul is a real-estate novelist, who never had time for a wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he's talking to David, who's still in the navy, and probably will be for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the waitress is practicing politics, as the businessmen slowly gets stoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness, but it's better than drinking alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday, and the manager gives me a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause he knows it's me they've been coming to see, to forget about life for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, the piano sounds like, a carnival,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the microphone smells like a beer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they sit at the bar, and put bread in my jar, and say, "Man, what are you doing here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing us a song, you're the piano man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing us a song, tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we're all in the mood for a melody,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you've got us feelin' alright.&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/2535026379847907841-1723746303434650203?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1723746303434650203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1723746303434650203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1723746303434650203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1723746303434650203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/06/depth.html' title='depth'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8596049037405513250</id><published>2010-06-01T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:46:55.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piano man</title><content type='html'>Day 2. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where it starts. Ooooh boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8596049037405513250?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8596049037405513250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8596049037405513250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8596049037405513250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8596049037405513250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/06/piano-man.html' title='piano man'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3184114470786201045</id><published>2010-05-30T22:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:45:25.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/TAJ5eJDozrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XRokhLvXOcY/s1600/DSC04294f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/TAJ5eJDozrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XRokhLvXOcY/s320/DSC04294f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477073655570157234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry for forgetting this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for being so stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Won't happen again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it starts tomorrow gooooooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-3184114470786201045?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/3184114470786201045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=3184114470786201045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3184114470786201045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3184114470786201045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/05/stuck.html' title='stuck'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/TAJ5eJDozrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XRokhLvXOcY/s72-c/DSC04294f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-6894398329151479662</id><published>2010-05-03T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:30:22.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大丈夫</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/S97dzyTLq3I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VkPCS6HaRdQ/s1600/DSC04258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/S97dzyTLq3I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VkPCS6HaRdQ/s320/DSC04258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467050879419657074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go piggy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-6894398329151479662?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/6894398329151479662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=6894398329151479662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6894398329151479662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6894398329151479662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='大丈夫'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/S97dzyTLq3I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VkPCS6HaRdQ/s72-c/DSC04258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2615560125358888680</id><published>2010-04-28T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:16:47.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fweep</title><content type='html'>[mo8203] [[chrimily&lt;3] HAPPY 16TH EMILY &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;*HANDCUFFS*&lt;br /&gt;chester. ', says:&lt;br /&gt;OH NOES&lt;br /&gt;[mo8203] [[chrimily&lt;3] HAPPY 16TH EMILY &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;chester. ', says:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;SUPER HUMAN STRENGTH&lt;br /&gt;I BREAK OUT&lt;br /&gt;IM FREEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;[mo8203] [[chrimily&lt;3] HAPPY 16TH EMILY &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;ER HELLO&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE MADE OF&lt;br /&gt;ICECREAM&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE&lt;br /&gt;BREAKS OUT OF ICECREAM&lt;br /&gt;HA-HA&lt;br /&gt;chester. ', says:&lt;br /&gt;HUH&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;[mo8203] [[chrimily&lt;3] HAPPY 16TH EMILY &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;I BET U DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;I WINNN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2615560125358888680?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2615560125358888680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2615560125358888680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2615560125358888680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2615560125358888680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/04/fweep.html' title='fweep'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-5770725655294630076</id><published>2010-04-19T00:58:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:50:34.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sempiternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(: you'll be lying if you said you were empty,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cos we filled it up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blessed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-5770725655294630076?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5770725655294630076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5770725655294630076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5770725655294630076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5770725655294630076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/04/sempiternal.html' title='sempiternal'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2937514013822788144</id><published>2010-04-18T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T03:01:05.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>straws</title><content type='html'>Very bad internal clock. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels good that people do thank you for your effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2937514013822788144?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2937514013822788144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2937514013822788144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2937514013822788144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2937514013822788144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/04/straws.html' title='straws'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-5390492152434419487</id><published>2010-04-11T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:10:48.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>君の話</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;君の話はもう聞き飽きた　&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;タバコばかりが減ってきただろう&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully, never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-5390492152434419487?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5390492152434419487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5390492152434419487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5390492152434419487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5390492152434419487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_11.html' title='君の話'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8024618679329507635</id><published>2010-04-11T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T03:12:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ニコ ニコ</title><content type='html'>Σｄ(≧∀≦*)ＧＯ！Σｄ(≧∀≦*)ＧＯ！Σｄ(≧∀≦*)ＧＯ！Σｄ(≧∀≦*)ＧＯ！&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the irony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, if that's what you want, then do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Sides, it's their problem if they don't listen.&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/2535026379847907841-8024618679329507635?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8024618679329507635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8024618679329507635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8024618679329507635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8024618679329507635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='ニコ ニコ'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8385310277944296004</id><published>2010-04-04T02:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T02:55:22.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alternate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Captain Tanaka:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It still comes in handy, for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That lecture you gave about death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You told us to imagine we died today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we had to write about how we imagined our family and friends would feel, over time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A month,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ten years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fascinating lesson.&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;b&gt;Uchiro's Father:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't to prepare you for death though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a lesson built on the presumption that you wouldn't be dying soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, I haven't done that one in years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents complained to the school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The principal scolded me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most students have never thought about their own death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or else it's too frightening for them to face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If they don't about death, they don't think about life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you keep in mind that you might die tomorrow, it will change the way you act today, won't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='alternate'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8299079915885824851</id><published>2010-04-03T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:39:35.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"It is the greatest luxury that mankind has been given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's especially important to those of middle school age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In your entire life, there is no better time to enjoy the greatest pleasures of thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In developed countries such a Japan, at least, it's a time when you don't need to use your mind to think about how to put food on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the perspective of animal survival, this is a very rare phenomenon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most living creatures use their minds entirely for the purpose of obtaining food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, most human adults are the exact same way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're only thinking about how to get by. How to earn the day's meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exactly the same things all other animals think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adult thought processes are analogous to those of animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not during the childhood years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A time when you're free to worry about things that have nothing to do with survival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A time for stupid things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naive thoughts and worries that most adults would answer by saying they have little to do with reality or working society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that's not a real answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just an excuse as to why they have abandoned the ability to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These righteous cares and worries that children hold are actually very important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beacuse they're not tied down to making it through the day, these thoughts are free, and full of possibility."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Bokurano&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8299079915885824851?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8299079915885824851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8299079915885824851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8299079915885824851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8299079915885824851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/04/ours.html' title='ours'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-5655031089776302480</id><published>2010-04-03T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:39:04.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uninstall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirie:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, I have trouble watching action movies.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't like exciting battle sequences.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that in those movies, most of the scenes feature random people falling victim to what happens.&lt;br /&gt;That's not even a problem, either.&lt;br /&gt;If those events were real, that kind of stuff would happen.&lt;br /&gt;It would be crazy to pretend they wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the people watching the movie don't ever spare a second thought for all of those anonymous extras who die.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, they are extremely affected by the death of the main characters.&lt;br /&gt;To me, the main character dying, and the poor people who die on the side of the road are the same.&lt;br /&gt;They're all people who are living and thinking in a fictional world.&lt;br /&gt;There shouldn't be any difference between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as long as the hero survives and laughs with the girl at the end, it's a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;And if the hero dies, it's a sad ending.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how that works.&lt;br /&gt;To me, if anyone, any single person in the movie dies, it's a sad ending.&lt;br /&gt;The only difference between those sad endings, is if the fictional hero ends the movie feeling pain for the fictional masses who die.&lt;br /&gt;But that hardly ever happens.&lt;br /&gt;Why do hero style main characters always end the movie smiling and laughing?&lt;br /&gt;Why does the audience think that's a happy ending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Captain Tanaka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I understand what you mean.&lt;br /&gt;What you're saying is also applicable to the fictional bad guys and enemies too, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirie:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Captain Tanaka:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you assume the movies are made for pure enjoyment, then you'd want them to end happily, even if it is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;Even if someone in this fictional world would be crying over what happened, as long as you dont depict it, it doesn't become a problem. It goes unrecognized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirie:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I don't like about it.&lt;br /&gt;I think if everyone could normally understand those things, there would be fewer problems in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I might be doing the right thing, but the other side might be, too.&lt;br /&gt;It might be sad for me, but it might be sad for them, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Captain Tanaka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that why you can't fight?&lt;br /&gt;I see.&lt;br /&gt;True, most people tend to side with their in-group; their part of society.&lt;br /&gt;Just like your teacher said, they try to assign responsibility for their personal situation and choices to outside influences.&lt;br /&gt;People who can't stand in another man's shoes will unconsciously choose to protect their own people.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a problem with that, but it seems like you do, Kirie.&lt;br /&gt;This might surprise you, but soldiers actually think quite a bit about the things you're speaking of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your case, there's another world to think about, but for us soldiers, it's another nation... a competing country is the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;And especially in today's world, it's quite common to meet soldiers from possible 'enemy' nations.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you'll even get to meet their families.&lt;br /&gt;And then you think, there might come a time when I have to kill this person.&lt;br /&gt;There might come a time when this family will hate me, for what I must do.&lt;br /&gt;But when that time comes and I'm faced with that choice, I will kill him or her without blinking.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this, but what the TV and media tell you is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The value of our lives is not equal.&lt;br /&gt;It just isn't true.&lt;br /&gt;From a very broad perspective it might be so, but because we all have personal emotions, our individual views are all unequal.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who says they're still the same is making exceptions for their own life.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that life is important.&lt;br /&gt;Very much so.&lt;br /&gt;But there is an order to its importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People might be sad when a dolphin dies, but you won't find many who cry when a livestock pig is killed.&lt;br /&gt;This is because they assign importance to these things.&lt;br /&gt;That's why when faced with a choice between the death of a friend and the death of a stranger, I will always choose the death of a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;This is rather paradoxical, but all life is a holon that exists as part of a whole.&lt;br /&gt;If only one of two is going to survive, it doesn't particularly matter to the whole which one it is.&lt;br /&gt;This is in line with what you said, Kirie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if there was you, and another person, and one of you had to die, you would choose yourself.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that says the other person can't be someone you care about.&lt;br /&gt;In that case, I think it says a lot about your good side.&lt;br /&gt;But i get the feeling that your viewpoint exists as a reaction to other people; people who don't understand, or even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the surface, my views are the same as those people you hate, but it's not exactly the same.&lt;br /&gt;All human beings given life are also burdened with karma and responsibility for how to treat life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not find a single person who lives without stealing the lives of others.&lt;br /&gt;We eat plants, and we eat animals.&lt;br /&gt;Even Christ and Buddha survived upon other living beings.&lt;br /&gt;You must accept this and understand it before you sit back and glorify life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially now, when surviving today is so simple and matter-of-fact, people tend to forget.&lt;br /&gt;They forget what it means, to eat a pig.&lt;br /&gt;They say all life is equal, but how much life is consumed to keep them alive everyday?&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't just apply to other living things.&lt;br /&gt;You can also say it about human beings.&lt;br /&gt;That fact that you are alive, means taht someone may have died.&lt;br /&gt;I think you're a smart boy,&lt;br /&gt;You understand what this means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that adults should understand and talk about this more, but they're all too concerned with themselves to bother.&lt;br /&gt;The reason you're here today, is because you and your ancestors stood atop a mountain of other lives.&lt;br /&gt;That is the karma that all living things must bear.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking down on life at all.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that meaningless killing is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think the killing that takes place to keep you and the person you care about alive should be ignored or downplayed, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we have to live for the sake of all the lives we've sacrificed.&lt;br /&gt;That is the responsibility that all living things must bear.&lt;br /&gt;Your life does not belong only to you.&lt;br /&gt;It is also the form of countless lives that have ended to keep you alive.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter whether you like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;You are already supported by sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you should be thankful for that, and use the life you were given to its fullest extent.&lt;br /&gt;That karma and responsibility cannot be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;And if you say, I'm going to live the easy life, or I didn't want to be born, then you should choose death for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;It means you can cut down on the number of lives that will be sacrificed for a wasted life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to change the topic just a bit, I believe that I've caused a lot of trouble for many people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't make it up to all of them.&lt;br /&gt;There are many things you can never take back.&lt;br /&gt;But the one thing you can always do in return, is devote yourself to help someone else as best you can.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, to rephrase that, it's just to live in a way that you can accept and be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it will help you now, but I've found it's a good way of thinking when you're lost and don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Don't try for the best, just try for better.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;People try to choose the best thing or the best action, and then end up hesitating and regretting it afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you won't just find the best answer to anything, in your everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;And I think that the idea of the 'best' anything is a waste of brain cells in and of itself.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, just use your time to look for something 'better'.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you search for something better, even if you make mistakes, it generally won't be a waste of your time.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this only counts, for those who will have a next time.&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/2535026379847907841-5655031089776302480?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5655031089776302480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5655031089776302480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5655031089776302480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5655031089776302480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/04/uninstall.html' title='uninstall'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4738883413082420147</id><published>2010-03-31T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:47:17.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orage</title><content type='html'>Third time this month.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh that's just wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4738883413082420147?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-8531164953194214364</id><published>2010-03-28T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:34:00.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over road</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/S64zcUx5crI/AAAAAAAAAQI/3xP4eVTSkGM/s1600/feidi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/S64zcUx5crI/AAAAAAAAAQI/3xP4eVTSkGM/s320/feidi.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453352760499598002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I miss the holidays already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Concert was surprisingly good, and caught up with people that I haven't seen in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-8531164953194214364?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/8531164953194214364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=8531164953194214364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8531164953194214364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/8531164953194214364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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So fast.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I had to go out everyday except for Friday. Cuz of somebody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Sunday is homework chionging day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, new blogskin yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My right arm still hurts, thank you very much for laughing at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-6035163754143239033?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/6035163754143239033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=6035163754143239033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6035163754143239033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6035163754143239033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/03/perfume.html' title='perfume'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3223684936774245402</id><published>2010-02-08T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T17:37:18.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spin kick</title><content type='html'>And on a side note, I can finally cycle! 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Having someone I can hug everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A good song that I can listen to 10 times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Carribean's, for it's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pizza Delivery, for all of us that are lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fake flowers, for they won't die when taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A cold drink for a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Walking in the rain, for it washes away your troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The snow, for everyone loves snow angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The sunshine, for everyone loves a sunny and cheery day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Promises that are kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Given a second chance, for everyone deserves one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Childhood friends, people who catch up after not seeing each other for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The innocence of youth, where everyone didn't have trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. 'True Colours'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Love songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Knowing what you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Not knowing what you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Rainbows, for the pot of gold at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Fireplaces, for it keeps you warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Bathtubs, that make us all feel squeaky clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. A shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. That I was raised 'poor'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The safety of everyone I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. For jokes that are truly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. For being able to keep a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Laughing so hard that it makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Crying so hard I lose my sadness and finding joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. That I have a normal life, and no paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. That I am comfortable being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. That I have hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Singapore being the safe country it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. For stars, and lightning bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. That I have 10 healthy toenails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. That I have no problem laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. For memories, no matter good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Cuddling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Facial expressions, for truly expressing how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Little reminders, to make sure we all don't forget what's important to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Answer prayers, knowing that there are people looking out for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Little blessings, which means a lot altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. First heartaches; for it is better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Lying on the grass, watching the clouds float past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Sinking into a water bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Air Fresheners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Sainou Hito Ouenka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.  The ability to multitask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Meeting someone weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. The ability to talk for hours on end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Finding what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Not knowing what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Going one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Sleeping at the end of a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Not sleeping to stay up talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Listening to music and not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Knowing when to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Getting what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Fleece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Invitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Great campfire chats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Knowing the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Video making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Getting to do things at my own pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Personal freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Being able to talk to those that haven't talked in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Simple games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Technology nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Ability to stay on-task to do something for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Disregarding haters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Bump of Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. People who try to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. My privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Weekdays, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Finding another side of people you never knew existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Soft Drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Sleeping everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Going home with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Getting a ride home from a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Ability to maintain a friendship I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Thinking on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. That people actually listen to what I say sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Those who go the extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. An outing with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Ability to turn off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Inability to turn off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Looking past the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Old cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Knowing what someone else does will matter to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Knowing what you do does matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Unexpectedly getting a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Being called up in the middle of the night, and talk for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. For oven-fresh cookies, that give you a warm and fuzzy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Knowing that people who don't care about you don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Having true friends, who stand by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Being able to pour your heart our to your closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-1483278266466697841</id><published>2010-02-05T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T23:08:58.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lem</title><content type='html'>My CCA teacher is the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-1483278266466697841?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1483278266466697841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1483278266466697841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1483278266466697841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1483278266466697841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2010/02/lem.html' title='lem'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-7717283779422921638</id><published>2010-01-18T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:19:14.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>才悩人応援歌</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ultimate feel good song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten&lt;br /&gt;That I was ever good at something&lt;br /&gt;That's because&lt;br /&gt;There was someone who was better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always known&lt;br /&gt;This world isn't for me&lt;br /&gt;It's not a problem&lt;br /&gt;If just one person's sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary but difficult&lt;br /&gt;Carrying on in a corner of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;With nobody cheering me on&lt;br /&gt;Much less any limelight&lt;br /&gt;No one expects anything of this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lalala spills out from my lips&lt;br /&gt;Just a little&lt;br /&gt;A lalala that shakes the air&lt;br /&gt;Such a small voice&lt;br /&gt;A song only one person heard, lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just want to forget&lt;br /&gt;That I ever had any important dreams&lt;br /&gt;Even if they came true&lt;br /&gt;They wouldn't make me any money anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to know&lt;br /&gt;You're not mine&lt;br /&gt;It's not a problem&lt;br /&gt;If just one person disappears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought new albums by the bands I liked&lt;br /&gt;To fill the time&lt;br /&gt;But when they got popular, I no longer cared&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, it's all just pretty words&lt;br /&gt;I never believed in any of it&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to die, it just makes me want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lalala welling up from your throat&lt;br /&gt;Just a little&lt;br /&gt;A lalala that warms you up&lt;br /&gt;Such a short distance&lt;br /&gt;A song swimming towards your ears, lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor's amazing, full of potential, talented&lt;br /&gt;When someone like that&lt;br /&gt;Says to work harder&lt;br /&gt;Did it look like I was slacking off?&lt;br /&gt;Are you just gonna agree?&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to die, I want to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong to the world&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong to anyone&lt;br /&gt;I was good at something&lt;br /&gt;I had important dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all knew&lt;br /&gt;There was no song sung for us&lt;br /&gt;It's not a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lalala spills out from my lips&lt;br /&gt;A lalala welling up from my throat&lt;br /&gt;Such a precious distance&lt;br /&gt;A song heading straight for your ears, lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lalala I sing for me&lt;br /&gt;A lalala you sing for you&lt;br /&gt;Someday it'll be a loud voice&lt;br /&gt;A song for just one person, lalala&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/2535026379847907841-7717283779422921638?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/7717283779422921638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=7717283779422921638' title='0 Comments'/><link 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After almost every other school has ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back progress report, and other than that nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was dinner with Kai Hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very nice, and if you're reading this, you should get more sleep. So you won't be so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick beansprouts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2168048441230536840?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2168048441230536840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2168048441230536840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2168048441230536840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2168048441230536840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/11/oscar-mike.html' title='oscar mike'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-293826189678477175</id><published>2009-10-10T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:24:19.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phone call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/StCmsse8_PI/AAAAAAAAAP4/htKNx5wAq8c/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/StCmsse8_PI/AAAAAAAAAP4/htKNx5wAq8c/s320/DSC00274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390992040747924722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Edwin wearing the animal he killed on his head. Like Leonidas.                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/StCm2vGscHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Wm2SsiFU0PM/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/StCm2vGscHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Wm2SsiFU0PM/s320/DSC00277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390992213250175090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And they take revenge.                                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-293826189678477175?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/StCmsse8_PI/AAAAAAAAAP4/htKNx5wAq8c/s72-c/DSC00274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3930234564280224654</id><published>2009-09-08T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:44:40.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tantalus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7eiWTp540Sw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7eiWTp540Sw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/thl7Co6-igo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/thl7Co6-igo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking two things I love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and making it awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-3930234564280224654?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/3930234564280224654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4100390279270705639</id><published>2009-09-03T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:06:11.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you’re so zetta slow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:e8786718-6ad3-49c6-b2a2-3a6d26b29a94" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="cfb4ec07-c960-4fdd-924b-ba254f2439a9" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-BzXpOch-E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sp-_QknChxI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pKTPyrl4noA/videoadf270dd4bd1%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('cfb4ec07-c960-4fdd-924b-ba254f2439a9'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/Z-BzXpOch-E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/Z-BzXpOch-E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;The world ends with you. If you want to enjoy life, expand your world. You gotta push your horizons out as far as they'll go. &lt;p&gt;- CAT   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4100390279270705639?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4100390279270705639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4100390279270705639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4100390279270705639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4100390279270705639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-so-zetta-slow.html' title='you’re so zetta slow!'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sp-_QknChxI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pKTPyrl4noA/s72-c/videoadf270dd4bd1%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4702111434618242504</id><published>2009-09-01T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:28:48.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so we keep waiting, waiting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Spv6OX_JuXI/AAAAAAAAAPo/AYEfkw1dm-k/s1600-h/im14%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="im14" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="im14" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Spv6O_uWaDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/mriEEmBjE94/im14_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happy teacher’s day (:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:647d3c74-f656-44da-aeed-bf61f2a9b192" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="841c857d-33fe-4432-8853-53e40bf129fa" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BYtk1Z0UUuE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Spv6PyLTg7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/rLxVwRVhdwU/video6dcd3679c862%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('841c857d-33fe-4432-8853-53e40bf129fa'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/BYtk1Z0UUuE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/BYtk1Z0UUuE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For green care-bears.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I need a giant mute button.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4702111434618242504?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4702111434618242504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4702111434618242504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4702111434618242504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4702111434618242504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-so-we-keep-waiting-waiting.html' title='and so we keep waiting, waiting.'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Spv6O_uWaDI/AAAAAAAAAPs/mriEEmBjE94/s72-c/im14_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-7965289394016007001</id><published>2009-08-29T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:04:59.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>face of failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:dbefd817-405a-4908-b1b6-605c749c75f1" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="6cd9a001-faf4-4fd9-b470-434ec1b23b16" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2_HXUhShhmY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Spknekt_dlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/n42ocE77J8s/video31d8e9cd1932%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('6cd9a001-faf4-4fd9-b470-434ec1b23b16'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/2_HXUhShhmY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This jealousy is killing me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-7965289394016007001?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/7965289394016007001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=7965289394016007001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7965289394016007001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7965289394016007001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/08/face-of-failure.html' title='face of failure'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Spknekt_dlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/n42ocE77J8s/s72-c/video31d8e9cd1932%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-6292267945152181968</id><published>2009-08-27T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:48:50.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be the sunlight of your universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:7e062038-2427-4f57-bc12-80c58033e8a4" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="2900f821-d4f3-4b00-9aaa-3d621b589765" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy0HNWto0UY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Spaq4el4XSI/AAAAAAAAAPg/7T92P8ibvO0/video02954b29cf78%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('2900f821-d4f3-4b00-9aaa-3d621b589765'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/uy0HNWto0UY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/uy0HNWto0UY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; 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&lt;p&gt;But doing half measures out of kindness hurts many people too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t you think?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-5834995288478589808?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5834995288478589808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5834995288478589808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5834995288478589808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5834995288478589808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/08/gonna-gonna-make-gonna-keep-on-going.html' title='gonna, gonna make, gonna keep on going'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-473788039501235639</id><published>2009-08-22T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:06:39.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare ka ni denwa shitaku natchatta nyaa~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:1a26c78f-c3c4-42c5-866a-a41c41c0d5e4" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div id="e1836693-0a47-42a4-a850-15e6c5885fc0" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IqSl9o7AcjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/So_7bnoU7YI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YJ5a98W9O3g/video97844e7cd32e%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('e1836693-0a47-42a4-a850-15e6c5885fc0'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/IqSl9o7AcjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/IqSl9o7AcjU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; 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CHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKU &lt;p&gt;back into Japanese &lt;p&gt;が木材、木材や木材？ CHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKU &lt;p&gt;back into English &lt;p&gt;Wood, lumber and timber? CHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKU &lt;p&gt;back into Japanese &lt;p&gt;木材、木材や木材？ CHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKU &lt;p&gt;back into English &lt;p&gt;Wood, lumber and timber? CHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKUCHAKKU &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m sure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-1251147973148894260?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1251147973148894260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1251147973148894260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1251147973148894260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1251147973148894260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-on-and-rock-me-amadeus-amadeus.html' title='Come on and rock me Amadeus Amadeus Amadeus Amadeus'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-5396899513905380405</id><published>2009-08-10T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:34:45.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can’t do it on your own</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Seaweed shaker fries + haze = bad sore throat.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And looks like my leg will take some time to recover.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-5396899513905380405?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5396899513905380405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5396899513905380405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5396899513905380405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5396899513905380405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-cant-do-it-on-your-own.html' title='you can’t do it on your own'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-989973748428930165</id><published>2009-08-09T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:11:55.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cross my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sn21gupNxVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Z04dz9EuB14/s1600-h/img_ndp0601%5B37%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="img_ndp0601" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="144" alt="img_ndp0601" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sn21hMQBykI/AAAAAAAAAPY/dD-NxcSZLag/img_ndp0601_thumb%5B35%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Chester thinks Up &amp;gt; Gi Joe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sn20YZ8Vy5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/Cdy5TY7aEXs/s1600-h/wwww%5B2%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="wwww" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="153" alt="wwww" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sn20aIbENsI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0kimYZ4AGK0/wwww_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It isn’t always about guns and explosions.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And why of all people, him?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-989973748428930165?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/989973748428930165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=989973748428930165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/989973748428930165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/989973748428930165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/08/cross-my-heart.html' title='cross my heart.'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sn21hMQBykI/AAAAAAAAAPY/dD-NxcSZLag/s72-c/img_ndp0601_thumb%5B35%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4787578536460927821</id><published>2009-08-07T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:41:07.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and altogether now-</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today is pre-national day half-day! So I went for school for the half day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;WELCOME BACK SPENCER;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw40BNv1AI/AAAAAAAAANc/1W2xTOHMI5g/s1600-h/IMG_2507%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_2507" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_2507" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw40hHC6LI/AAAAAAAAANg/KRCh91awOzQ/IMG_2507_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;AND WE WON THE NATIONAL DAY MONTAGE!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw415gW7BI/AAAAAAAAANk/hNlWssUXmMk/s1600-h/IMG_2482%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_2482" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_2482" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw42msfi2I/AAAAAAAAANo/QLMtzBIJdFo/IMG_2482_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And after the national day celebrations, we went back to class for potluck! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw439rJCBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gYg0CZfdQ3I/s1600-h/IMG_2508%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_2508" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="106" alt="IMG_2508" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw44XbOoxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tZxexDqz9dQ/IMG_2508_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="145" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw45c5HSGI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KzFE2QtV24I/s1600-h/IMG_2501%5B16%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_2501" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="106" alt="IMG_2501" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw457XvBGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Ds8L6Ayo3gw/IMG_2501_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="145" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw465N_cCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/30-ysZxY6Xg/s1600-h/IMG_2511%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_2511" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="106" alt="IMG_2511" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw47RoSysI/AAAAAAAAAOw/r6WFVPmB4w0/IMG_2511_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="145" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And then we went to Vivo to celebrate Hilda’s birthday. To make it a… surprise, Aisyah decided to distract her while we bought the stuff. So we bought the cakes… and were almost ambushed by Hilda. In the end, we celebrated at the rooftop.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HILDA!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw48iXSccI/AAAAAAAAAO8/xj7_glAk9zY/s1600-h/IMG_2552%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_2552" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_2552" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw49EpcImI/AAAAAAAAAPA/IOMUp_his08/IMG_2552_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then we went to watch a movie. Originally we wanted to watch ‘Up’, but at the one at 2 was sold out, so we settled for G.I. Joe. And it was awesome.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;‘It’s like looking for a needle in a coalmine.’&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;‘Haystack.’&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;‘It’s like looking for a haystack in a coalmine.’&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And Sharmaine’s funny. Every time I pointed out that Lee Byung-hun (Storm Shadow) was on screen, she would start giggling. Then when he ripped off his shirt she went crazy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What’s with Korean actors and singers… they look sexually confused.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He doesn’t even look that… good?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4787578536460927821?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4787578536460927821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4787578536460927821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4787578536460927821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4787578536460927821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-altogether-now.html' title='and altogether now-'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Snw40hHC6LI/AAAAAAAAANg/KRCh91awOzQ/s72-c/IMG_2507_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4950897676919934303</id><published>2009-08-02T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:42:51.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SnWXwileJjI/AAAAAAAAANU/ewV3Z1JHbO8/s1600-h/zombies%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="zombies" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="169" alt="zombies" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SnWXypRuyGI/AAAAAAAAANY/9Wke2JcD36E/zombies_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yikes!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4950897676919934303?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4950897676919934303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4950897676919934303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4950897676919934303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4950897676919934303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-answer.html' title='my answer'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SnWXypRuyGI/AAAAAAAAANY/9Wke2JcD36E/s72-c/zombies_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-1119166100495758147</id><published>2009-07-28T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:56:59.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>竟然先对我示好</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok I'm sorry I forgot to say;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BETH~! SWEET 16 XD LOL.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BILLY TOO!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Many many great returns.  &lt;p&gt;Ok, back to DSA.  &lt;p&gt;Anyway I had to get to school by 6.45, and I overslept. Slept too later the night before, probably. So I rushed out and took the bus to Clementi Central. When I reach there it was already 640 lerh, so I knew I was gonna be late. Then I decided to take the ab.  &lt;p&gt;The uncle pro larh, first I told him to go Nus High. He say ok, then go NUS. I say, no, no, Nus High. Then he go one round Buona Vista and back to Nus. Then I realised my mistake and told him 'beside Nan Hua'. Then he realised too, and brought me back to Nus High. At 7.  &lt;p&gt;Early.  &lt;p&gt;But I paid less, and I guess I wasn't angry or annoyed... So it's ok.  &lt;p&gt;And when I went up it wasn't necessary at all. I was in fact quite early. Arghhhh.  &lt;p&gt;And then the kids started to roll in. We had to settle them down, then get them changed. P6 kids changing is agonizingly slow. I could finish a meal and they wouldn't be done. Most of them insisted to change only in a cubicle, and the fact that the toilet behind the auditorium was... malfunctioning, didn't help. Each took like, 15 minutes.  &lt;p&gt;Then for some reason, we started early, around 30 minutes early. So we went to our respective locations, which for me was the Chemistry Lab. And when we got there, they were still having their briefing. Terrific planning. Now everyone pulled back and played games.  &lt;p&gt;So we settled on the concourse, and had self-introductions. When asked for their favourite subject and their CCA, most replied math or/and science, and some even had math/science related CCAs. Very coincidental.  &lt;p&gt;Then they had their first test - Chemistry. Nothing much, really. I wasn't paying attention. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sm7zITJg65I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HfQV_YgU-vk/s1600-h/6010_108138861165_601321165_2107988_1411246_n%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="6010_108138861165_601321165_2107988_1411246_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="6010_108138861165_601321165_2107988_1411246_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sm7zQWlVGaI/AAAAAAAAAME/EOuCoC-N7fU/6010_108138861165_601321165_2107988_1411246_n_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that we had our first meal of the day - breakfast, I presume - Nasi Lemak! Wow, light! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Honestly, it wasn't that bad. Most of the kids easily finished it, I guess. Then it was Biology. Again, I don't know, I wasn't paying attention.  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sm70BmoIFXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/gB_zbFhuK1k/s1600-h/6010_108139441165_601321165_2108087_6683537_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="6010_108139441165_601321165_2108087_6683537_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="6010_108139441165_601321165_2108087_6683537_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sm70bTmZxeI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zEzPyPHoiOY/6010_108139441165_601321165_2108087_6683537_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And then, break. This is where I recognized the energy of the kids. So we had some time, I asked them what they wanted to play. There was only one thing that caught their eyes - running. Some other group was doing it, and in turn, another group was doing it, and in turn, another group was doing it, and in turn another group was doing it, and in turn, another group was doing it. You get the idea. It was spreading like wildfire. I told them it was their break, and that shouldn't really tire themselves. But failing to convince them, I let them do it. Yea. Running. Around. In circles. Oh joy. And when they turned, they bent so much some of them fell over.  &lt;p&gt;Then English. Don't know again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sm70ix51wfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xu1Wy-krtAk/s1600-h/6010_108139076165_601321165_2108024_3551516_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="6010_108139076165_601321165_2108024_3551516_n" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="6010_108139076165_601321165_2108024_3551516_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sm70ptmAmeI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Q8Cwc_WQEwo/6010_108139076165_601321165_2108024_3551516_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then, lunch! Wow! 1 and a half hour interval! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Again, it wasn't that bad. A really really big piece of chicken, 2 fish pieces, and some unidentifiable pieces of meat which tasted nice. And that was the problem. Because the chicken didn't really taste like chicken even though I was convinced it was chicken and it looked like chicken, some of the kids wouldn't eat it, for not knowing what it was. The unidentifiable piece of meat was the tastiest, but no one knew what it was. Some said chicken, other said fish.  &lt;p&gt;Being lunch break, we had too much time. So again, a game broke out - dog and bone. At first the group next to us, Utkarsh and Raghav's, were playing among themselves. With Utkarsh's wallet. Not the smartest thing, I have to say. Then we joined them, making it 13 a team. Then Htoo came along and made it a grand total of 35+. So then we decided to stop using the wallet and use a rubber band.  &lt;p&gt;That was when we were truly impressed by them. We started out calling numbers, then equations, and even things like 'all odd'. As you'd imagine, it turned into a gladiator fight. Which was kind of dangerous. And funny. And they were all damn zai.  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sm70uufTOPI/AAAAAAAAANE/7Z-lgClqGTM/s1600-h/DSC00191%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00191" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00191" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sm70x1_BJvI/AAAAAAAAANM/fj5dv9wtEmo/DSC00191_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There was this one who went for the rubber band. When the other 2 (we were playing 1v1v1, 3 teams) tagged him, he didn't move. We saw that he had put his finger in the hole inside the rubber band. Leaving his opponents confused he just grabbed it and ran. And other sorts of wacky moves and tactics.  &lt;p&gt;Then Math. Along the way most of them were saying things like 'Oh boy, finally, math!'. Along those lines. Again, no idea what the questions are. Seeing a pattern?  &lt;p&gt;By that time most of the helpers had realized they weren't needed then and we proceeded to the lounge to chat. About things concerning the camp. Haven't laughed to hard in a while. Things like 'shortgun' and '20 dollar burgers' popped up.  &lt;p&gt;By that time it was the final break. Hi-tea!  &lt;p&gt;Just some bread and cakes. And pudding.  &lt;p&gt;Then physics. No clue. When they were done it was finally time to call it a long day. We brought them to the auditorium, where they were to dismissed. And one kid forgot his bag, and I had to fetch it.  &lt;p&gt;Sigh.  &lt;p&gt;What a tiring day.    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-1119166100495758147?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1119166100495758147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1119166100495758147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1119166100495758147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1119166100495758147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_28.html' title='竟然先对我示好'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sm7zQWlVGaI/AAAAAAAAAME/EOuCoC-N7fU/s72-c/6010_108138861165_601321165_2107988_1411246_n_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3855004442712367649</id><published>2009-07-26T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:36:31.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weight of the world</title><content type='html'>Today was DSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words 'minus points' are like holy. It turns them into angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their shoes are also oiled. When they run and turn, they drift and almost always fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are like little Tasmanian Devils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs to sedate them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-3855004442712367649?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/3855004442712367649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=3855004442712367649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3855004442712367649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3855004442712367649'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-7973034628851604464</id><published>2009-07-14T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:35:45.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>I want my memories of SIMC back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number 51: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am thankful for the memories of SIMC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That of the Duck Whistle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Burger King at Holland V, which I did not go to, cuz I was in hostel reading Claymore;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stealing the mouse from the library and getting caught, and not scolded;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stealing the mouse from home, and getting scolded for leaving the house com-less for a week;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of KSA sleeping during their on-site challenge;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Emman's infinitely gay wake-up call;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of my own infinitely gay wake-up call;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Raghav and Stanley locked themselves in their room, and we had to bang repeatedly on the door, call their phones, and eventually got scolded for waking the family beside us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the soccer ball that dropped down 10 floors below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, thank god, for not hitting anything;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Je Hon has awesome bug combat skills, with a slipper and deodorant, and the fail-safe chant of 'DIE's;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the drama there that we'll never forget, in more places than one;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, for the dinner we all had together, where it seemed like we were on crack, but that we were truly, truly happy, at which point to us, everything seemed a lot funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful, for I am glad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-7973034628851604464?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/7973034628851604464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=7973034628851604464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7973034628851604464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7973034628851604464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/07/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-5262838411450591777</id><published>2009-07-11T19:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:34:28.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lethargic</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS AND WENLI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the video we made was given. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SliFMb0gkCI/AAAAAAAAALs/TSlXnVFQY7U/s1600-h/IMG_2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SliFMb0gkCI/AAAAAAAAALs/TSlXnVFQY7U/s320/IMG_2227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357178205430124578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope you liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went out. And because we didn't have pits, we had a party at West Coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SliEEDWhG1I/AAAAAAAAALk/gPmTX46M4fg/s1600-h/IMG_2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SliEEDWhG1I/AAAAAAAAALk/gPmTX46M4fg/s320/IMG_2233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357176961911298898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because we don't have a pit, we don't have food. As such, we ordered the awesome Rite Pizza, that I recommended. We ate Hawaiian and Pepperoni, and I really love the Pepperoni. In my opinion, it tastes better than the Pizza Hut one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SliOlLRLSsI/AAAAAAAAAL0/y5fiZ7WMP8Q/s1600-h/IMG_2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SliOlLRLSsI/AAAAAAAAAL0/y5fiZ7WMP8Q/s320/IMG_2283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357188526088342210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we brought marshmallows, and chips. Then Ziyi came and delivered with more chips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we... uh... cooked some marshmallows. Then they ran to burn off the marshmallow fats. Which I doubt was effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one time we were gonna try burning deodorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: BURNING DEODORANT IS A STUPID IDEA, IT'LL RELEASE HARMFUL GASES -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Semi shoves marshmallows into Chris' hands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: HARMFUL GASES - Ooooooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No attention span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some people left, and we sat down and played some Dictator Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person got to be King, or Queen, and ordered his unworthy minions around. Which apparently turned out to be me. I'm like the gruntiest of the grunts, and got summoned 5 times in total. Only 3 came through though. And they're all retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... we went home. Then.. go home and sleep lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good at this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-5262838411450591777?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5262838411450591777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5262838411450591777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5262838411450591777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5262838411450591777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/07/lethargic.html' title='lethargic'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SliFMb0gkCI/AAAAAAAAALs/TSlXnVFQY7U/s72-c/IMG_2227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-1311427171093844715</id><published>2009-07-07T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:44:40.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things to be thankful for</title><content type='html'>1. Having someone I can hug everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A good song that I can listen to 10 times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Carribean's, for it's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pizza Delivery, for all of us that are lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fake flowers, for they won't die when taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A cold drink for a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Walking in the rain, for it washes away your troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The snow, for everyone loves snow angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The sunshine, for everyone loves a sunny and cheery day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Promises that are kept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Given a second chance, for everyone deserves one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Childhood friends, people who catch up after not seeing each other for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The innocence of youth, where everyone didn't have trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. 'True Colours'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Love songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Knowing what you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Not knowing what you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Rainbows, for the pot of gold at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Fireplaces, for it keeps you warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Bathtubs, that make us all feel squeaky clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. A shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. That I was raised 'poor'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The safety of everyone I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. For jokes that are truly funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. For being able to keep a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Laughing so hard that it makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Crying so hard I lose my sadness and finding joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. That I have a normal life, and no paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. That I am comfortable being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. That I have hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Singapore being the safe country it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. For stars, and lightning bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. For oven-fresh cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. That I have 10 healthy toenails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. That I have no problem laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. For memories, no matter good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Cuddling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Facial expressions, for truly expressing how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Little reminders, to make sure we all don't forget what's important to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Answer prayers, knowing that there are people looking out for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Little blessings, which means a lot altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. First heartaches; for it is better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Lying on the grass, watching the clouds float past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Sinking into a water bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Air Fresheners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Knowing that people who don't care about you don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Having true friends, who stand by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Being able to pour your heart our to your closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Knowing that someone out there, is always looking for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who contributed, and special thanks to KaiHui, Chris and Zikri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-1311427171093844715?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1311427171093844715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1311427171093844715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1311427171093844715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1311427171093844715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='things to be thankful for'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-836872527630289378</id><published>2009-07-01T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:31:33.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip-mongers</title><content type='html'>Tiring day it is. There was bloody drilling going on upstairs, so it was so loud everyone was just going 'WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for IR we had to hunt for a place to finish our script. My class had french, and other classes we went to either had people inside or drilling directly above us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we decided to camp out in the concourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we promptly started getting distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the effort came from Chris, who single-handedly finished the storyboard. Good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let what we said escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little boy and phat man signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-836872527630289378?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/836872527630289378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=836872527630289378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/836872527630289378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/836872527630289378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/07/gossip-mongers.html' title='gossip-mongers'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2827386858421556885</id><published>2009-06-28T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:06:16.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>No more holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2827386858421556885?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2827386858421556885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2827386858421556885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2827386858421556885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2827386858421556885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2427078460073326058</id><published>2009-06-28T01:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:50:53.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere else</title><content type='html'>Oh, I'm not done with Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read another article about Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="searchURL" href="http://www.cracked.com/article_17400_8-shittiest-transformer-disguises.html"&gt;http://www.cracked.com/article_17400_8-shittiest-transformer-disguises.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what was the motto of Transformers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Robots In Disguise'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they're trying to disguise themselves from being alien robots. And some of these disguises make them as conspicuous as a... well, an alien robot, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you read the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZhiiGUwUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/VQBF8foQu-M/s1600-h/cosmos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZhiiGUwUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/VQBF8foQu-M/s320/cosmos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352072453073191234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#8. Cosmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When choosing a vehicle to avoid attention, "alien spaceship" ranks somewhere below "mobile fireworks factory" and "giant mobile fireworks factory that's on fire and being driven by a bear in a tuxedo." Tell people you saw a giant robot and they'll think you're crazy. Tell them you saw a UFO and they'll still think you're crazy, but point you towards the huge network of radio talk show conspiracy nuts dedicated to believing your story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They occasionally tried to justify Cosmos by having him do a space mission. This was only slightly undermined by the fact that both sides had spaceships and in fact, depending on who was writing that day, every single Transformer could just stand up and fly into space anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="Title"&gt;Where He Would be Disguised:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Look at him. He'd not only have to wait until spaceships are invented, but until cheap budget-model economy spaceships are developed, and then pose as a novelty toy of one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZkPr78hPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9CGbveNrQm0/s1600-h/nightscream2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZkPr78hPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9CGbveNrQm0/s320/nightscream2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352075427831383282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#7. Nightscream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightscream appeared in the &lt;em&gt;Beast Wars&lt;/em&gt; series--where all the Transformers returned to Cybertron to fight each other, while transforming into animals from Earth. He turns into a bat that was apparently designed by a person who has never seen a bat before. We almost wonder if anyone looked over the designer's shoulder, concerned and a tiny bit confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Executive:&lt;/strong&gt; And you're &lt;em&gt;sure&lt;/em&gt; you've seen a bat before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Designer:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, man, I got this. They're sort of like rabbits, but with gorilla arms, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Executive:&lt;/strong&gt; It's just that I'd feel a &lt;em&gt;lot more comfortable&lt;/em&gt; if you'd at least look at this picture of a ba-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Designer:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Guy&lt;/em&gt;, I am &lt;em&gt;on&lt;/em&gt; this, OK? I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; what bats look like. Long fingers. Giant orange backpack. This is a homerun for me, now get outta my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Executive:&lt;/strong&gt; Uh... OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="Title"&gt;Where He Would Be Disguised:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightscream would feel right at home in whatever zoo his designer attended in his nightmares as a child. Absolutely nowhere else though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZksyKWeUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8J2wcjFFBRM/s1600-h/metroplex2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZksyKWeUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8J2wcjFFBRM/s320/metroplex2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352075927718623554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; #6. Metroplex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Metroplex turned into an entire city, which made him slightly harder to hide than the law of gravity. While it's conceivable that a brand new, unrecorded metropolis could escape notice if everyone on Earth was retarded--and if there's one thing the plots of 80s cartoons told us, it's that they were--once you get within the borders the illusion breaks down. Maybe you'll notice that every building is a solid, primary-colored block with no features, or maybe the total lack of inhabitants will be the clue that tips you off. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Of course, this assumes that he's not a real city where people go to work and live. If he is, that brings up a much more troubling question ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Where He Would Be Disguised:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We're going to assume he was a fake city, based on the fact that he still has some cars stuck to his shin guards up there. In that case, his only real option is background work on the set of a Hollywood film. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZlRTUhjxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_ld7iwEzzcM/s1600-h/omega.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZlRTUhjxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_ld7iwEzzcM/s320/omega.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352076555094953746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#5. Omega Supreme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Omega Supreme transformed into a giant rocket, linked to 100-meter rail track that went nowhere, on which was stationed a tank the size of a city block. The Autobots realized he was difficult to hide, and when the guys who dress up as giant, idiotic microscope robots recognize how conspicuous you are, you might have a pretty profound problem. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They stuck Omega in the middle of a wilderness where no one could ever see him, and where his ability to disguise himself would surely come in handy. They also tended to forget that he was the size of every Decepticon in the universe put together, and could have ended the war in one metal-mashing minute had anyone ever bothered to roll out and ask him to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;'Perceptor!  Come with us to fight Megatron!  Omega!  Go hide in a field!   Autobots!  &lt;strong&gt;Transform and roll out like retards!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Where He Would Be Disguised:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wherever the other giant-rockets-and-tracks are kept on Earth. What's that? There aren't needlessly long miles of race track attached to an enormous rocket? Well, then he's just retarded everywhere, isn't he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZmOxdeubI/AAAAAAAAALE/BYhKfFboUew/s1600-h/rippersnapper2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZmOxdeubI/AAAAAAAAALE/BYhKfFboUew/s320/rippersnapper2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352077611157600690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#4. Rippersnapper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rippersnapper turned into a shark, and if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; didn't make him the Decepticon Definition of Bad Ass Metal Teethy Death, the creators decided to bless him with arms and legs, which theoretically would make him unstoppable. Until, of course, a designer looked at him and said "No no no, I don't want him to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;cool&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; arms. Give him some gay, little T-Rex baby arms. Yeah. F*ck this robot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rippersnapper would have been formidable enough as a robotic shark, but by giving him arms and legs, he was doomed to wander the land. And by making those arms and legs unapologetically shitty, he was doomed to do so looking like a total idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Where he Would be Disguised:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In some kind of freak show petting zoo with three-eyed fish, one-legged frogs and any other abominations designed by a thoughtless creator. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZmn1rYIqI/AAAAAAAAALM/rW0Pv96R7DQ/s1600-h/nosecone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZmn1rYIqI/AAAAAAAAALM/rW0Pv96R7DQ/s320/nosecone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352078041786360482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; #3. Nosecone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nosecone could transform into a Cybertronian drill-tank. You may notice that "cybertronian" and "drill-tank" aren't Earth words, in which case well done, you're twice as good at disguise as Nosecone was.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He had a tendency to "hide" by simply drilling underground, which you'll notice isn't technically camouflage, thereby altering famous Transformers "Robots &lt;em&gt;In Disguise&lt;/em&gt;!" tagline to the simpler and lamer "Robots &lt;em&gt;Somewhere Else!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Where he Would be Disguised:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He could maybe paint the number "4" on his side and hide in a Thunderbirds episode. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZm48BfDsI/AAAAAAAAALU/-VXYZuYlPN0/s1600-h/swoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZm48BfDsI/AAAAAAAAALU/-VXYZuYlPN0/s320/swoop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352078335547477698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#2. Swoop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the Dinobots qualify for this one: They're "disguised" as extinct species except able to talk, painted red and yellow, and just in case you're a colorblind deaf-mute who doesn't understand which direction time goes, they're made of metal. In fact, these are the only Transformers who couldn't even fit in back on their home planet of Cybertron, since it never had animals - so they're not just badly-disguised, they're actually anti-disguised even on a world where giant robots are normal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Swoop is the worst: at least the others get some advantages from their complicated genesis (a marketing executive thinking "What else do nine-year-old boys like?"). In a war that always degenerates into fist fights, despite everyone owning or in fact being energy weapons, T-Rex, Stegosaur and Triceratops are the top things on the "Useful things to be" list. Turning into a clumsy and medically retarded animal when the enemy consists almost entirely of F-15s? That makes his transformation a total triple-changer of suck: he can't fit in on Earth, or at home, and gets deservedly beaten on both.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Where he Would be Disguised:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Swoop's best bet at disguise is to fly up and smash all the lights so no-one can see him. Oh, and everybody is inside. And sedated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZnOkDglVI/AAAAAAAAALc/GcBJOmXwjhQ/s1600-h/lynx2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZnOkDglVI/AAAAAAAAALc/GcBJOmXwjhQ/s320/lynx2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352078707070637394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#1. Sky Lynx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sky Lynx: plastic-molded proof that while it's OK for Renaissance artists to use drugs for inspiration, toymakers should steer clear. He looks like a Space Shuttle that got pissed on absinthe and stumbled into a Mythical Greek mix, on top of a nuclear reactor. His only possible camouflage option is passersby refusing to believe what they just saw. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You might ask "How can something turn into a space shuttle, an animal beast and a bird?" The only answer (apart from the counter-question "Why would you want to be a goddamn bird when you're already a space shuttle?") is to say "Space Shuttle, no problem, and a mumblemumble, got it." To say that Sky Lynx's other modes look like anything at all would be a horribly generous overstatement. In fact, Sky Lynx doesn't even have a robot mode, meaning he's the only Transformer EVER to f*ck up both parts of "Robots in Disguise."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Where he Could be Disguised:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you ever find somewhere Sky Lynx would be adequately disguised, tell Lovecraft we said hello and please don't try to come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2427078460073326058?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2427078460073326058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2427078460073326058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2427078460073326058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2427078460073326058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/somewhere-else.html' title='somewhere else'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkZhiiGUwUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/VQBF8foQu-M/s72-c/cosmos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3431347254810823291</id><published>2009-06-27T01:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T03:03:23.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>king of pop</title><content type='html'>Let's look at Transformers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a film called such, you would expect to see robots punching more robots, followed up by more punching, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you won't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's a bucket load of comic relief characters inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, let's count em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's parents, that's 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His F*UCKING annoying roommate, who only knows how to squeal, that's 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkUafKDm5II/AAAAAAAAAKU/o3r7-Vx-P74/s1600-h/LeoSpitz_RamonRodriguez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkUafKDm5II/AAAAAAAAAKU/o3r7-Vx-P74/s320/LeoSpitz_RamonRodriguez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351712854777455746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His roommate's Legion of Nerds, that's 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini-me, the border guard, that's 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheelie, called Wheels here, the toy car, that's 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The racially insensitive twin cars, Mudflap and Skids, that's 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NSA guy who replaces asks Optimus Prime and all the other Transformers to go back to whence the came, that's 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black guy with the buckteeth that talks like a machine gun regarding pulleys, in Seymour Simmons'  butcher shop, that's 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simmons himself (former Sector 7 agent), that's 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simmons' MOM, that's 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the University Professor that thinks he's Brad Pitt, that's 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkUbQEOqPVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/cYH-XmZkiPM/s1600-h/Professor-Colan_Rainn-Wilson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkUbQEOqPVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/cYH-XmZkiPM/s320/Professor-Colan_Rainn-Wilson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351713695026789714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that's enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sam is really kind of stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the movie he drops a shard of the All-Spark, turning his kitchen into a circus of hell. He calls Bumblebee and he jollily comes smashing into the house, destroying the Decepticons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he chases Bumblebee away, seconds right after HE WAS ASSAULTED BY THE DECEPTICONS AND ALMOST KILLED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weren't you almost killed?! And who doesn't want a Camaro that listens to your every order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, the Decepticons just decided 'screw this shit', and started turning into everything that isn't a car or automobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure, the Autobots played by the rules, becoming Stingrays and Camaros and trucks and Hummers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Decepticons can turn into marbles, boomboxes, wolves, blenders, and other sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now really, this was a kid's film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they have so many adult themes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not one, but TWO scenes of two dogs doing their business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devastator's two huge, dangling objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Turturro's package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Wheels doing god knows what to Megan Fox's leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Megan landing on Leo's sensitive spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's Mudflap and Skids. They're like Jazz in the first movie, but 10 times worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz had like 5 seconds of screen-time where he did racially insensitive stuff, and that created a lot of hoo-hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes along Mudflap and Skids, the Jar-Jar Binks of Transformers, embodying racial stereotypes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the end it off, here's to Michael Jackson, king of pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who may forever be remembered for his awesome dancing, and revolution of the pop world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not that other thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkUZm1N8STI/AAAAAAAAAKM/t21KlNIH2vg/s1600-h/michaeljacksondead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 473px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkUZm1N8STI/AAAAAAAAAKM/t21KlNIH2vg/s320/michaeljacksondead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351711887110981938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-3431347254810823291?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/3431347254810823291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=3431347254810823291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3431347254810823291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3431347254810823291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-of-pop.html' title='king of pop'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkUafKDm5II/AAAAAAAAAKU/o3r7-Vx-P74/s72-c/LeoSpitz_RamonRodriguez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-5805009926774225158</id><published>2009-06-26T01:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:56:44.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>夢中でMotor Bike、風を追い越して.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkO4mNqFyUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kZ0YMqqGAfU/s1600-h/polyesters-bleach2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkO4mNqFyUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kZ0YMqqGAfU/s320/polyesters-bleach2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351323748887021890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All day yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;My cellphone’s call signal kept going off.&lt;br /&gt;An out-of-tune fuzz guitar,&lt;br /&gt;In a strange park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my motorbike, oblivious,&lt;br /&gt;Overtaking the wind.&lt;br /&gt;The crescent moon is history,&lt;br /&gt;Above me.&lt;br /&gt;The earth is my goal line,&lt;br /&gt;The dogs and the lions,&lt;br /&gt;Are all moving on to Venus.&lt;br /&gt;It’s kind of annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A yellow moon.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on counting,&lt;br /&gt;To three, and open your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Shadow moon.&lt;br /&gt;Still dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes, look in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;As we stand with our backs to each other.&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes and tell me,&lt;br /&gt;Yes or no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Every day every night&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you right now, with words of love.&lt;br /&gt;About my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;Every day every night,&lt;br /&gt;With an ordinary signal.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you about this feeling that’s out of control .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling fine, with you this time,&lt;br /&gt;Holding each other in a golden church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow moon,&lt;br /&gt;As the moon wanes in the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;It shines with a serene smile once again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes, look in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;As we stand with our backs to each other,&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes and tell me, yes or no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day every night.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you right now, with words of love,&lt;br /&gt;Every day every night.&lt;br /&gt;About my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A magic code change,&lt;br /&gt;In this sleepless town.&lt;br /&gt;A jazz guitar playing a soft minor,&lt;br /&gt;That changes every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkO5TzE6OAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/oqI__Wm6yoA/s1600-h/fullmetalkatu6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkO5TzE6OAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/oqI__Wm6yoA/s320/fullmetalkatu6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351324532025735170" border="0" /&gt;&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/2535026379847907841-5805009926774225158?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/5805009926774225158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=5805009926774225158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5805009926774225158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/5805009926774225158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-day-yesterday-my-cellphones-call.html' title='夢中でMotor Bike、風を追い越して.'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkO4mNqFyUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/kZ0YMqqGAfU/s72-c/polyesters-bleach2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-6954756146008227594</id><published>2009-06-25T02:26:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T03:07:50.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkJ0mVOlZyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6ffTllgbrfg/s1600-h/angelblast-pkmn-07.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkJ0mVOlZyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6ffTllgbrfg/s320/angelblast-pkmn-07.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350967509151737634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         Well everyone I know has got a reason,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;To say,&lt;br /&gt;Put the past away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would step back from that ledge,&lt;br /&gt;My friend,&lt;br /&gt;You could cut ties with all the lies,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been living in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's what I wanna tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. In case of a fire you: &lt;/b&gt;take what's with me and get the hell out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. If you see a dead cat on the road you:&lt;/b&gt; ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. When you see an aeroplane coming to crash into your house you:&lt;/b&gt; run like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. In a fight, you:&lt;/b&gt; are not part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. If you're bored you:&lt;/b&gt; look for things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. When you're in a relationship you:&lt;/b&gt; invest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. In a relationship the most important thing is:&lt;/b&gt; honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. If a person of the opposite sex told you they love you:&lt;/b&gt; think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. When you've lost the person you love, you:&lt;/b&gt; think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. In a jungle you:&lt;/b&gt; will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. If you're alone &amp;amp; you see a person of the opposite sex crying alone you:&lt;/b&gt; ignore the person. Unless [I] know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. When in the night and you see a full moon you:&lt;/b&gt; stare at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. In life you:&lt;/b&gt; live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. If you could be an animal, you would be:&lt;/b&gt; a wolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. When it's raining you:&lt;/b&gt; stay indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. In this world, you:&lt;/b&gt; live in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. If you became a millionaire you:&lt;/b&gt; might not be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. When you love someone, you will always think of:&lt;/b&gt; her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. In the toilet you:&lt;/b&gt; do your business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. If you found out the person you love doesn't even like you, you:&lt;/b&gt; ignore it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. When you grow up you:&lt;/b&gt; become older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-6954756146008227594?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/6954756146008227594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=6954756146008227594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6954756146008227594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/6954756146008227594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-off.html' title='back off.'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkJ0mVOlZyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6ffTllgbrfg/s72-c/angelblast-pkmn-07.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2366772599953007321</id><published>2009-06-24T02:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:52:37.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yellow moon</title><content type='html'>I found out recently that if you try to leave a little kid in a graveyard late at night, he'll freak out. Even if you offer to leave him a gun to protect himself. Why? It's because on some instinctual level, all humans know it's just a matter of time until the zombies  show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading an article about how the world can end in a zombie apocalypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll even be nice and share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a class="searchURL" href="http://www.cracked.com/article_15643_5-scientific-reasons-zombie-apocalypse-could-actually-happen.html"&gt;http://www.cracked.com/article_15643_5-scientific-reasons-zombie-apocalypse-could-actually-happen.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#5. Brain Parasites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;What are they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parasites that turn victims into mindless, zombie-like slaves are fairly common in nature.  There's one called toxoplasmosa gondii that seems to devote its entire existence to being terrifying. &lt;p&gt; This bug infects rats, but can only breed inside the intestines of a cat. The parasite knows it needs to get the rat inside the cat (yes, we realize this sounds like the beginning of the most fucked-up Dr. Seuss poem ever) so the parasite &lt;em&gt;takes over the rat's freaking brain&lt;/em&gt;, and intentionally makes it scurry &lt;em&gt;toward&lt;/em&gt; where the cats hang out. The rat is being programmed to get itself eaten, and it doesn't even know.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Of course, those are just rats, right?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkEhR_6jIVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jd4CDM0qa4o/s1600-h/WRONG.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkEhR_6jIVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jd4CDM0qa4o/s320/WRONG.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350594425391358290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;How it can result in zombies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, did we mention that half the human population on Earth is infected with toxoplasmosa, and don't know it?  Hey, maybe you're one of them.  Flip a coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Oh, also, they've done studies and shown that the infected see a change in their personality and have a higher chance of going batshit insane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Chances this could cause a zombie apocalypse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Humans and rats aren't all that different; thats why they use them to test our drugs. All it takes is a more evolved version of toxoplasmosa, one that could to do us what it does to the rats. So, imagine if half the world suddenly had no instinct for self-preservation or rational thought. Even less than they do now, we mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're comforting yourself with the thought that it may take forever for such a parasite to evolve, you're forgetting about all the biological weapons programs around the world, intentionally weaponizing such bugs. You've got to wonder if the lab workers don't carry out their work under the unwitting command of the toxoplasmosa gondii already in their brains. If you don't want to sleep at night, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You may be protesting that technically these people have never been dead and thus don't fit the dictionary definition of "zombies," but we can assure you that the distinction won't matter a whole lot once these groaning hordes are clawing their way through your windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#4. Neurotoxins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;What are they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are certain kinds of poisons that slow your bodily functions to the point that you'll be considered dead, even to a doctor (okay, maybe not to a &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; doctor).  The poison from fugu (Japanese blowfish) can do this.    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The victims can then be brought back under the effects of a drug like datura stramonium (or other chemicals called alkaloids) that leave them in a trance-like state with no memory, but still able to perform simple tasks like eating, sleeping, moaning and shambling around with their arms outstretched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;How it can result in zombies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Can?"  How about "does."     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; This stuff has happened in Haiti; that's where the word "zombie" comes from. There are books about it, the most famous ones by Dr. Wade Davis (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Passage of Darkness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Serpent and the Rainbow&lt;/span&gt;).  Yes, the movie The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serpent and the Rainbow &lt;/span&gt;was based on this guy's actual science stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; What is definitely true is the story of Clairvius Narcisse. He was a Haitian guy who was declared dead by two doctors and buried in 1962. They found him wandering around the village 18 years later. It turned out the local voodoo priests had been using naturally occurring chemicals to basically zombify people and putting them to work on the sugar plantations (&lt;a href="http://64.233.179.104/scholar?hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;q=cache:QnW_nqrtP2YJ:www3.district125.k12.il.us/chemmatt/87/87_10_t/871004t.pdf+Zombie+Powder"&gt;no, really&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; So, the next time you're pouring a little packet of sugar into your coffee, remember that it may have been handled by a zombie at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Chances this could cause a zombie apocalypse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the one hand, it's already fucking happened! So that earns it some street cred right off the bat. But, even if some evil genius intentionally distributed alkaloid toxins to a population to turn them into a shambling, mindless horde, there is no way to make these zombies aggressive or cannabalistic.     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#3. The Real Rage Virus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the movie, it was a virus that turned human beings into mindless killing machines. In real life, we have a series of brain disorders that do the same thing. They were never contagious, of course. Then, Mad Cow Disease came along. It attacks the cow's spinal cord and brain, turning it into a stumbling, mindless attack cow.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; And, when humans eat the meat ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;How it can result in zombies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Mad Cow gets in humans, they call it  &lt;a href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/ency/article/000788.htm"&gt;Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease&lt;/a&gt;.  Check out the symptoms:   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changes in gait (walking)  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hallucinations  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lack of coordination (for example, stumbling and falling)  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muscle twitching  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myoclonic jerks or seizures  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rapidly developing delirium or dementia  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;p&gt; Sure, the disease is rare (though maybe not as rare as we think) and the afflicted aren't known to chase after people in murderous mobs. Yet. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; But, it proves widespread brain infections of the Rage variety are just a matter of waiting for the right disease to come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Chances this could cause a zombie apocalypse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If the whole sudden, mindless violence idea seems far-fetched, remember that you are just one brain chemical (serotonin) away from turning into a mindless killing machine (they've tested it by putting rats in Deathmatch-style cages and watching them turn on each other).  All it would take is a disease that destroys the brain's ability to absorb that one chemical and suddenly it's a real-world &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;28 Days later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; So, imagine such an evolved disease, which we'll call Super Mad Cow (or, &lt;em&gt;Madder&lt;/em&gt; Cow) getting a foothold through the food supply. Say this disease spreads through blood-on-blood contact, or saliva-on-blood contact. Now you have a Rage-type virus that can be transmitted with a bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Just like the movie.  With one bite, you're suddenly the worst kind of zombie: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; A &lt;em&gt;fast&lt;/em&gt; zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#2. Neurogenesis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;K we're heading into Science now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know all that conversy out there about stem cell research? Well, the whole thing with stem cells is that they can basically be used to re-generate dead cells. Particularly of interest to zombologists like ourselves is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neurogenesis"&gt;neurogenesis&lt;/a&gt;, the method by which they can re-grow dead brain tissue.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; You can see where this is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;How it can result in zombies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Science can pretty much save you from anything but brain death; they can swap out organs but when the brain turns to mush, you're gone. Right? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Well, not for long.  They're already able to re-grow the brains of comatose head trauma patients until they wake up and walk around again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Couple that with the new ability to keep a dead body in a state of suspended animation so that it can be brought back to life later, and soon we'll be able to bring back the dead, as long as we get to them quickly enough. &lt;/p&gt;  That sounds great, right?  Well, this lab dedicated to "reanimation research" (yes, that's what they call it) explains how the process of "reanimating" a person creates a problem. It causes the brain to die off from the outside in. The outside being the cortex, the nice part of you that makes humans human. That just leaves the part that controls basic motor function and primitive instincts behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need the cortex to survive; all you need is the stem and you'll still be able to mindlessly walk and eat and enjoy &lt;em&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/em&gt;.  This is how chickens can keep walking around after they've been beheaded (including one case where the chicken lived &lt;a href="http://www.miketheheadlesschicken.org/"&gt;for 18 months without a head&lt;/a&gt;).   &lt;p&gt; So, you take a brain dead patient, use these techniques to re-grow the brain stem, and you now have a mindless body shambling around, no thoughts and no personality, nothing but a cloud of base instincts and impulses. &lt;/p&gt;That, ladies and gentlemen, is what we like to call a real, live, undead&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="tagLink" href="http://www.cracked.com/tag-undead.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; f*cking zombie.  So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;Chances this could cause a zombie apocalypse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. Under every legal system in the world, all rights and responsibilities are terminated at death. All it takes is someone with resources and a need for a mindless workforce of totally obedient slave labor.   &lt;p&gt; How long until somebody tries this? We're betting somebody in the world, maybe North Korea, will have a working zombie by Christmas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#1. Nanobots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;What are they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanobots are a technology that science apparently engineered to make you terrified of the future. We're talking about microscopic, self-replicating robots that can invisbily build--or destroy--anything. Vast sums of money are being poured into nanotechnology. Sure, at some level scientists know nanobots will destroy mankind. They just can't resist seeing how it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;How it can result in zombies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists have already created a nano-cyborg, by fusing a tiny silicone chip to a virus. The first thing they found out is these cyborgs can still operate for up to a month after the death of the host. Notice how nano scientists went right for zombification, even at this early stage. They know where the horror is.   &lt;p&gt; According to &lt;a href="http://www.changesurfer.com/Hlth/FutDeath/FutDeath.pdf"&gt;studies&lt;/a&gt;, within a decade they'll have nanobots that can crawl inside your brain and set up neural connections to replace damaged ones. That's right; the nanobots will be able to rewire your thoughts. What could possibly go wrong? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chances this could cause a zombie apocalypse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do the math, people.   &lt;p&gt; Some day there will be nanobots in your brain. Those nanobots will be programmed to keep functioning after you die. They can form their own neural pathways, meaning they can use your brain to keep operating your limbs after you've deceased and, presumably, right up until you rot to pieces in mid-stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nanobots will be programmed to self-replicate, and the death of the host will mean the end of the nanobots. To preserve themselves, they'd need to transfer to a new host. Therefore, the last act of the nanobot zombie would be to bite a hole in a healthy victim, letting the nanobots steam in and set up camp in the new host. Once in, they can shut down the part of the brain that resists (the cortex) and leave the brain stem intact. They will have added a new member to the unholy army of the undead. &lt;/p&gt;Now, it should be more than clear by this point that our goal is to be responsible researchers. We don't want to create a panic here. All we're saying is that on an actual day on the actual calendar in the future, runaway microscopic nanobots will end civilization by flooding the planet with the cannabalistic undead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science has proven it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not adding any pictures here (except for that one) cuz they're scary. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably shouldn't be reading this at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="Title_box"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2366772599953007321?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2366772599953007321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2366772599953007321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2366772599953007321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2366772599953007321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/yellow-moon.html' title='yellow moon'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SkEhR_6jIVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/jd4CDM0qa4o/s72-c/WRONG.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3899841739130791701</id><published>2009-06-22T00:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:56:34.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just one block of sugar, thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj5jdaDWU3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZFJ9DhzCNqE/s1600-h/ascascasc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj5jdaDWU3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZFJ9DhzCNqE/s320/ascascasc.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349822764223452018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello, I like Shaun of the Dead. It is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKnMLHsNFck&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKnMLHsNFck&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic.&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/2535026379847907841-3899841739130791701?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/3899841739130791701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=3899841739130791701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3899841739130791701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3899841739130791701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-one-block-of-sugar-thanks.html' title='just one block of sugar, thanks'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj5jdaDWU3I/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZFJ9DhzCNqE/s72-c/ascascasc.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3034696111693080746</id><published>2009-06-21T00:43:00.041+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:58:53.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancing in september</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj0muDDLn2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/tBIBS21CmZI/s1600-h/emoticon4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj0muDDLn2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/tBIBS21CmZI/s320/emoticon4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349474504920506210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The 21st night of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;September?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love was changing the minds, of pretenders,&lt;br /&gt;While chasing the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;Away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our hearts were ringing,&lt;br /&gt;In the keys that our soul, were singing,&lt;br /&gt;As we danced in the night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the stars stole the night away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-de-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Say do you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-de-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dancing in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;September?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-de-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Never was a cloudy day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj0W_iOzxgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QE9no40HBFI/s1600-h/afwfawffw.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj0W_iOzxgI/AAAAAAAAAI0/QE9no40HBFI/s320/afwfawffw.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349457213162505730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No admittance, without the Fruit of the Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, wait, hey, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Movie_0011wmv.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/Movie_0011wmv.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, no, hey, stop that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That can't be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj0UqiEPl5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/VLmawqN7pzc/s1600-h/Movie_0012.wmv.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj0UqiEPl5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/VLmawqN7pzc/s320/Movie_0012.wmv.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349454653317683090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, you've summon the God of Space and the God of Time! Trying to play God here, now are we? Is it really so wise to mess around with the time space continuum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey wait... what's that...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Movie_0012wmv.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/Movie_0012wmv.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE WHAT'S THAT DEAR LORD OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP WHAT'S THAT WHAT'S THAT OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Movie_0013wmv.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/Movie_0013wmv.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP ITS TEH DEVIL AND HE'S SPEWING BLACK STUFF OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP I TOLD YOU NOT TO OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Movie_0014wmv.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/Movie_0014wmv.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYEEEEEEEEEE AHHHHHHHHHHH TEH DEVIL GOT YOU AIYEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj0Wa_WkXGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/pTDzAEtTncM/s1600-h/awvawvawv.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj0Wa_WkXGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/pTDzAEtTncM/s320/awvawvawv.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349456585324518498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. Now there's this big black swirly thing in front of us. Just great. I have to jump in, don't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL PUNCH YOU, IN YOUR SOUL! JUST YOU WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Chris, I hope you learnt your lesson. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-3034696111693080746?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/3034696111693080746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=3034696111693080746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3034696111693080746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3034696111693080746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/dancing-in-september.html' title='dancing in september'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sj0muDDLn2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/tBIBS21CmZI/s72-c/emoticon4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-1846819064752377149</id><published>2009-06-20T01:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:55:37.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHANTASMOGORIAAAAAAA</title><content type='html'>Well, thanks to Spoony, now I've got Cells stuck in my head! But, well, I like it, so that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night I watched Giratina and the Sky Warrior. Yes, the Pokemon movie. It's ok, same old, same old. I like Dawn's Prinplup in the movie though, very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjvUDuFmK6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qcFrfmQo_Ww/s1600-h/snapshot20090621014903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjvUDuFmK6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qcFrfmQo_Ww/s320/snapshot20090621014903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349102142808796066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjvUP2yudfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QTn80Ybe5xE/s1600-h/ascasc.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjvUP2yudfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QTn80Ybe5xE/s320/ascasc.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349102351303996914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Shaymin's voice actor is just OBNOXIOUS. I can't really describe it, but it really gets on my nerves. It's like, super prickly. Very... dominating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and regarding the new Naruto chapter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjvV94JXrgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pq9z-0juckE/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjvV94JXrgI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pq9z-0juckE/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349104241453018626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DANZO IS LYING. STOP LYING YOU BIG FAT LIAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, well. I really have no more material for today's post. I'm out, cuz I didn't watch much Pokemon today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'll have a proper post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll think of something tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba-bomb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-1846819064752377149?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/1846819064752377149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=1846819064752377149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1846819064752377149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/1846819064752377149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/phantasmogoriaaaaaaa.html' title='PHANTASMOGORIAAAAAAA'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjvUDuFmK6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/qcFrfmQo_Ww/s72-c/snapshot20090621014903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-7453047308167222746</id><published>2009-06-19T01:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:44:42.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mugen</title><content type='html'>Hello, all you kids out there! Today, we're gonna have something special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, let's welcome Professor Rowan to give us not one, not two but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt; tips to life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to your hats and scarfs, and let's dive in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp31PnHbWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Vc9vvxc2oFA/s1600-h/tip1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp31PnHbWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Vc9vvxc2oFA/s320/tip1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348719264063253858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Number 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't loiter about for no good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes indeed, loitering makes you look a thug, and no one wants that! We should all be law-abiding citizens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp4bu2Z4AI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-yodJOhw0pU/s1600-h/tip2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp4bu2Z4AI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-yodJOhw0pU/s320/tip2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348719925283905538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go, Number 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't interrupt others while they are attempting to converse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very much so! Not only is it very rude and ungentlemanly/ladylike to interrupt someone while they're talking, it makes you look like a barbarian too! No one wants that! We should all be polite and gracious people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp48YY9fQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kkqPNpwDV_0/s1600-h/tip3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp48YY9fQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kkqPNpwDV_0/s320/tip3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348720486190513410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys and girls, Number 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get in your way, don't raise your voice to be intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, grammatical error here I think; BUT NONETHELESS! What a great lesson this is! Why bother someone, when they aren't bothering you? If you are nice to someone, they'll be nice back! We should all be friendly people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp5uAmFlJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G0l90yGq6vQ/s1600-h/tip4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp5uAmFlJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G0l90yGq6vQ/s320/tip4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348721338796577938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on we're almost at the end; Number 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think you've grown strong just because you're in a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know the saying 'Strength in numbers,' but Professor Rowan just says 'Screw you' to that saying and gives us a fat big -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp7Ytw6HoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/abaQGPG-rpw/s1600-h/WRONG.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp7Ytw6HoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/abaQGPG-rpw/s320/WRONG.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348723171987693186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, it's Professor Rowan, and how can he be wrong? While we are weak as individuals, &lt;s&gt;we have strength in numbers&lt;/s&gt; we are still weak in numbers! We should be... uh... weak(?) individuals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy oh boy, here we are, at the last one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure it's a GREAT lesson for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp8jovH7iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/c7vdR0B5aos/s1600-h/tip5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp8jovH7iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/c7vdR0B5aos/s320/tip5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348724459128221218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but most definitely not least, Number 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is with those outlandish outfits you have on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course! Professor Rowan has an awesome sense of fashion, and if he deems your clothes unworthy, THEY HAVE TO GO! Throw away those unsightly scarfs and hats, and be like him! Wear a lab coat! Spectacles! Old boots! Be part of this new trend now! Be a fashionable person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-7453047308167222746?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/7453047308167222746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=7453047308167222746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7453047308167222746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/7453047308167222746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/mugen.html' title='mugen'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjp31PnHbWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Vc9vvxc2oFA/s72-c/tip1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-2495358016096331155</id><published>2009-06-18T01:11:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:23:02.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love the power glove. it's so bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjkj6RTlpOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EmHd_Q8T_yo/s1600-h/moonwalker.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjkj6RTlpOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EmHd_Q8T_yo/s320/moonwalker.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348345516464121058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonwalker is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so are Pokemon promos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBhwTVRn7YQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NBhwTVRn7YQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymSUgOPXznw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ymSUgOPXznw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yes. It is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is so informative. Ash's aunt is so supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes you heard right. Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjklUuydSuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/VFvaSTo8xX8/s1600-h/avsavsasvasv.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjklUuydSuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/VFvaSTo8xX8/s320/avsavsasvasv.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348347070566451938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His aunt Hillary. Indeed. I have definitely heard of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjklYZCdwXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-1_R4Y37yWE/s1600-h/snapshot20090619205624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjklYZCdwXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-1_R4Y37yWE/s320/snapshot20090619205624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348347133447487858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, this was my reaction too when I first saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but that's not all. There are his cousins and his science teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjkk_Kpl8RI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Laknt26t9AA/s1600-h/fawafwawfawf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjkk_Kpl8RI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Laknt26t9AA/s320/fawafwawfawf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348346700088340754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cousins say that Team Rocket is bad. Well duh. Bad at catching Pokemon, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjkkvyHbh6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/O1h41K2g6H0/s1600-h/awgawgawg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjkkvyHbh6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/O1h41K2g6H0/s320/awgawgawg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348346435804563362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his science teacher is awfully supportive of Ash, him being a very good student in his class. He even explains how Pikachu's electricity comes about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Misty has her own fan-girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjkk3Hm2kqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/A-UvFBK77_4/s1600-h/awfawf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjkk3Hm2kqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/A-UvFBK77_4/s320/awfawf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348346561832587938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they said they were gonna take America by storm, they weren't kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlw1FpOCEfo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlw1FpOCEfo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to be the best there ever was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To beat all the rest, yeah that's my cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Electrode, Diglett, Nidoran, Mankey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venusaur, Rattata, Fearow, Pidgey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seaking, Jolteon, Dragonite, Gastly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ponyta, Vaporeon, Poliwrath, Butterfree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Catch 'em, catch 'em,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pokemon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll search across the land, look far and wide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;release from my hand the power that's inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Venomoth, Poliwag, Nidorino, Golduck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ivysaur, Grimer, Victreebel, Moltres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nidoking, Farfetch'd, Abra, Jigglypuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kingler, Rhyhorn, Clefable, Wigglytuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Catch 'em, catch 'em,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pokemon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zubat, Primeape, Meowth, Onix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geodude, Rapidash, Magneton, Snorlax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gengar, Tangela, Goldeen, Spearow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weezing, Seel, Gyarados, Slowbro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pokemon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kabuto, Persian, Paras, Horsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raticate, Magnemite, Kadabra, Weepinbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ditto, Cloyster, Caterpie, Sandshrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bulbasaur, Charmander, Golem, Pikachu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At least 150 or more to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To be a Pokemon master is my destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alakazam, Goldeen, Venonat, Machoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kangaskhan, Hypno, Electabuzz, Flareon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blastoise, Poliwhirl, Oddish, Drowzee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raichu, Nidoqueen, Bellsprout, Starmie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Woo! We're at the halfway point, doing great so far."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We? What's all this "we" stuff? I'm doing all the hard work!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Breaktime's over, here we go!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Metapod, Marowak, Kakuna, Clefairy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dodrio, Seadra, Vileplume, Krabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lickitung, Tauros, Weedle, Nidoran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Machop, Shellder, Porygon, Hitmonchan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Articuno, Jynx, Nidorina, Beedrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haunter, Squirtle, Chansey (Pokemon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parasect, Exeggcute, Muk, Dewgong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pidgeotto, Lapras, Vulpix, Rhydon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At least 150 or more to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To be a Pokemon master is my destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charizard, Machamp, Pinsir, Koffing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dugtrio, Golbat, Staryu, Magikarp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ninetales, Ekans, Omastar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scyther, Tentacool, Dragonair, Magmar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Whoa, catch your breath man. Shake out those lips."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's downhill from here, just 24 more to go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Now it gets tricky so listen real good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sandslash, Hitmonlee, Psyduck, Arcanine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eevee, Exeggutor, Kabutops, Zapdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dratini, Growlithe, Mr. Mime, Cubone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graveler, Voltorb, Gloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We're almost home!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all, &lt;/span&gt;gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; yeow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; huaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pokemon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charmeleon, Wartortle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mewtwo, Tentacruel, Aerodactyl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Omanyte, Slowpoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pidgeot, Arbok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's all folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Catch 'em, catch 'em,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(oowww)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pokemon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Catch 'em, catch 'em,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(oowww)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pokemon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Catch 'em, catch 'em,&lt;/span&gt; gotta catch 'em all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Gotta catch 'em all,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pokemon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They put Poliwag as Poliwrath, spelt Lickitung wrongly, and put Geodude as Graveler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to quote Lucas from the Wizard;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Power Glove. It's  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO &lt;/span&gt;bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a completely unrelated note, I learnt a new word today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Leng lui'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New trendy word of the day: 'CROSS - STITCH'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-2495358016096331155?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/2495358016096331155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=2495358016096331155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2495358016096331155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/2495358016096331155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-power-glove-its-so-bad.html' title='i love the power glove. it&apos;s so bad.'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjkj6RTlpOI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EmHd_Q8T_yo/s72-c/moonwalker.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-4853627090167263978</id><published>2009-06-17T02:01:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:41:01.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know, Pokeballs! P-O-K-accent-E Balls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjffNbITxrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_QL4EJ_lrh8/s1600-h/asvasvavs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjffNbITxrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_QL4EJ_lrh8/s320/asvasvavs.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347988504239654578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yea, you know, P-O-K-accent-E Balls! Of course. I think this guys has issues. ADHD, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjfeRnMlO8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/AHCR8JB8meY/s1600-h/FASFASFASFAS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjfeRnMlO8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/AHCR8JB8meY/s320/FASFASFASFAS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347987476686650306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are halfway through and what have I accomplished? Nothing. So, being the bored person I am, I went to look for a play through of Pokemon&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, remembering that, Pikachu's defense really sucks. And he's perfectly useless against the first gym. In fact, Pikachu was one of my weakest pokemon. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares? Remember the days when Pokemon's slogan was still '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Gotta Catch Em All&lt;/span&gt;'? Ahh. And the music from those games were just plain awesome. The battle music(s) still bring back memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the crazy enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjffacWj3iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/K95_aSaJ_aE/s1600-h/fwfawfawf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjffacWj3iI/AAAAAAAAAF0/K95_aSaJ_aE/s320/fwfawfawf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347988727906164258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then, Team Rocket carried whips, because, well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY WERE HARDCORE AND THAT'S HOW THEY ROLL&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, look at that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREAKING&lt;/span&gt; whips. So much has changed. They toned down the violence, made it more kid-friendly and removed the whip. Team Rocket's like full of wussies now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjffUGTd9CI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OqG_AtFCHO8/s1600-h/agsasgasgasg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjffUGTd9CI/AAAAAAAAAFs/OqG_AtFCHO8/s320/agsasgasgasg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347988618908398626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER NERD&lt;/span&gt;. How awesome is that? I know it doesn't make sense, but what the hell, it's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER NERD&lt;/span&gt;. Why don't they have enemies like that anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjffh6NZEWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-aud0lw14ac/s1600-h/FWAFAWAWFFW.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/Sjffh6NZEWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-aud0lw14ac/s320/FWAFAWAWFFW.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347988856179855714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JESSIE AND JAMES&lt;/span&gt; (where's meowth?). What happened to them in the video games? We all used to love them. And their cool (?) entrance speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prepare for trouble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And make it double!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To protect the world from devastation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;To unite all peoples within our nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To denounce the evils of truth and love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;To extend out reach to the stars above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jessie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;James!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Team Rocket's blasting off at the speed of light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Surrender now, or be prepared to fight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Meeeeeoooowwwth, that's right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon special's great too, since the beginning. I really like Diamond in the new chapters. Like his dopy look and him being the stooge. Kind of like me. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjfeZCMVFLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ia3wg3Vz908/s1600-h/fasfasfwwf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjfeZCMVFLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ia3wg3Vz908/s320/fasfasfwwf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347987604192433330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now come on everybody, let's do the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;PEARL DANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RivalPlatinum.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/RivalPlatinum.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RivalPlatinum.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/RivalPlatinum.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RivalPlatinum.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/RivalPlatinum.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RivalPlatinum.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/exadoom2/RivalPlatinum.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-4853627090167263978?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/4853627090167263978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=4853627090167263978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4853627090167263978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/4853627090167263978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-know-pokeballs-p-o-k-accent-e-balls.html' title='You know, Pokeballs! P-O-K-accent-E Balls!'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjffNbITxrI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_QL4EJ_lrh8/s72-c/asvasvavs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-3288656654404980167</id><published>2009-06-15T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T02:08:45.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cost effective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjU8IMUwLQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6_yYMFnWHqw/s1600-h/Maple0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjU8IMUwLQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6_yYMFnWHqw/s320/Maple0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347246244017220866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's just complete and utter bullcrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a proper post soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-3288656654404980167?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/3288656654404980167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=3288656654404980167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3288656654404980167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/3288656654404980167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/cost-effective.html' title='cost effective'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gvAk0VYbFjI/SjU8IMUwLQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6_yYMFnWHqw/s72-c/Maple0076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2535026379847907841.post-687500055762643501</id><published>2009-06-13T19:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:51:16.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aim for the horns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYcwNYgBsFg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYcwNYgBsFg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horn + Lightning = Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DP24KR2nOzg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DP24KR2nOzg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't believe that worked!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ry3riB4jh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ry3riB4jh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GA8BnqjDB4Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GA8BnqjDB4Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash is a cheating bitch. Even Action Replays can't do that. Clearly Ash has learned to modify the game's coding﻿ itself. And, of course Swellow is clearly an Electivire in a bird costume. It's the only logical explanation how it survived the bloody thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise Ash could just be Zeus in disguise f*cking with all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I killed Shen Gaoren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2535026379847907841-687500055762643501?l=thisischestnut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/feeds/687500055762643501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2535026379847907841&amp;postID=687500055762643501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/687500055762643501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2535026379847907841/posts/default/687500055762643501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisischestnut.blogspot.com/2009/06/aim-for-horns.html' title='aim for the horns!'/><author><name>chesnut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13347863540980611440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
