<?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-21442565</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:46:34.406+12:00</updated><category term='Random.'/><title type='text'>El sol se murió. ..so</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes, you just can't help yourself...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21442565.post-7451731233002494936</id><published>2008-01-04T20:35:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:52:11.525+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Future.. Means taking...</title><content type='html'>I was reading this really really cool article by of course, the great MIS. The article was entitled "&lt;a href="http://malikimtiaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/lost-in-transition.html"&gt;Lost in Translation&lt;/a&gt;" and damn it was a great one. It had me thinking about the coming General Election that is going to take place this year, and who is going to vote for which party which they prefer?! Something to think about isn't it?! Well, one fine day while i was discussing about the upcoming elections to my Granduncles and Grandaunties, they questioned me about which party am i going to vote for? I was dumbfounded... I didn't have the answer. Oh well i still have some time to think, better yet, i still have heaps of time to actually get registered. :P. But it had me thinking. When i threw the question back at them, they said, "Well obviously we all know the answer. I wouldn't want to betray my friends. We plan to vote for the same party!" or some sort. Why are they following whatever choices their peers are making! I find it totally dumbfounding!! When i read MIS's post on the upcoming election and how the general public, who do not belong to the major ethnicity group of Malaysia are thinking about voting for the obvious party, but will the voters be sure that they are much better off having a new government set up? Soo fucking confusing... but i personally think that everyone should have a chance to proof their capability and if they fail then they should be overthrown from their post/power. Maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-7451731233002494936?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/7451731233002494936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=7451731233002494936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/7451731233002494936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/7451731233002494936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2008/01/future-means-taking.html' title='Future.. Means taking...'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-5396934428506487758</id><published>2007-11-25T12:18:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:08:47.785+13:00</updated><title type='text'>25th November.</title><content type='html'>So today is 25th November, a day to remember. Something significant will/ have taken place today. The meeting of Malaysian Indian Community at the British High Commission in Jalan Ampang. I wonder what sort of problems and what sort of troubles the people are going to face. Tracherous terrains, and dangerous monkeys would be guarding the path to light, and the wicked with of the WP(Wilayah Persekutuan) and his flying monkeys will be guarding the terrains of the Embassy. RALLY ON MATE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-5396934428506487758?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/5396934428506487758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=5396934428506487758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/5396934428506487758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/5396934428506487758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/11/25th-november.html' title='25th November.'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-1433318767414742342</id><published>2007-11-24T11:15:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T11:19:12.844+13:00</updated><title type='text'>With Respect!</title><content type='html'>I think it is time for us, as a group of Social Minorities, to fight and fend for our rights, oppurtunities, and also seek help to gain a better standard in life, and make sure that our future generation can get a better chance, and better education and a more liberal environment to grow up in, thus enabling them to actually come up with a more tolerant idealism that allows them to mould and be more ethnic tolerant person. VOTE FOR A CHANGE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-1433318767414742342?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/1433318767414742342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=1433318767414742342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/1433318767414742342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/1433318767414742342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/11/with-respect.html' title='With Respect!'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-5345230029526974210</id><published>2007-11-08T14:38:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:39:17.726+13:00</updated><title type='text'>World...</title><content type='html'>By now we should know that when girls say "No" usually they mean the opposite, that is a "yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should also know that guys usually think with their "Dick-Head" rather than to think with their "head-head"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-5345230029526974210?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/5345230029526974210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=5345230029526974210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/5345230029526974210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/5345230029526974210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/11/world.html' title='World...'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-2988087268785334390</id><published>2007-11-01T08:46:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T08:49:11.660+13:00</updated><title type='text'>El Examen!</title><content type='html'>Hoy es la dia por mi examen! PUTO!!! Siente muy nervioso. Yo tengo 5 horas antes el examen comienza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I can't believe the fact that i actually emailed some random person (not totally random here, i know this person for the past 5 mts) and asked them out for a dinner date LOL!!!! Fingers Crossed man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-2988087268785334390?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/2988087268785334390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=2988087268785334390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/2988087268785334390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/2988087268785334390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/11/el-examen.html' title='El Examen!'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-4755229995359789335</id><published>2007-10-28T14:36:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:56:29.257+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.razorandsteel.com/sitebuilder/images/shaving_guy1-255x184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="128" alt="" src="http://www.razorandsteel.com/sitebuilder/images/shaving_guy1-255x184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shaving is tedious and i hate shaving no matter what!!No matter what other guys think, i cut myself like MAD and because of that i actually turned my back on RAZORS and now i use trimmers and electric shavers, which believe me, in the name of all that i HOLLY!!!!! is much MUCH MUCH more EASIER and less painfull. Will only turn to razors when i really need a clean shaven look :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am RaNdOm and i come up with the most random words to say in/during the most inappopriate times (and i have to bring out the fact that i laugh at inappropriate times as well!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fucking swear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYFUCKINGDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, no matter if it's a holly day or an unholly one, no matter to me mate! I just can't help myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes random people/pedestrians down the street look at me weird cus i hum/sing out too loud in the public while im walking down the street! Ain't that weird! BUT I LOVE IT!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oo and i love these photos! Randomly funny entertaining and yet disturbing in a certain level!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://prettybychoice.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/dolce_gabbana_ads42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lil male on male action never hurt anyone now has it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://prettybychoice.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/dolce_gabbana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That shirt rockes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i252/lonestarverve/fashion-dg-fall-07_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i252/lonestarverve/fashion-dg-fall-07_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whateva they do, they sure know how to make those men look preety LOL!!!&lt;/p&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;&lt;p&gt;ITS BEEN AGES SINCE I LAST KISSED...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ps: Photos are by the photographers of Dolce Gabbana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-4755229995359789335?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/4755229995359789335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=4755229995359789335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/4755229995359789335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/4755229995359789335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-1347845164457525651</id><published>2007-10-01T15:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T15:51:38.823+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://living.oneindia.in/men/img/man-crying-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="227" alt="" src="http://living.oneindia.in/men/img/man-crying-b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While i was reading an article, this thought randomly flashed across my brain... Is it really true that some of us will be more creative when compared to others when we leastly expect it, that is when we are depressed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since i am a guy(many still refer to me as a BOY WTF) i don't usually show my true feelings... Fuck i am willing to accept that! I think its silly. Men do get easily depressed, even though they put on a very macho demenour on the outer shell. I get depressed when i drink, for i recall all the bad times ive had in my fucked up colourfull life of mine(but sometimes i get freakishly hyper LOL), that is the time when (when i am fucking tipsy as hell and still capable of writing) i will what you may call "Brain Orgasm" where i will come up with freakishly crazy ideas of writing poems and rhymes and stuff like that... I can't draw to safe my life... But i sure as hell can write to at least bring down my sentence if i was in death role. :D LOL!!! well yeah... I think some of us do tend to be more creative than others when we are really or maybe half depressed... But that is just me being overlly general and stereotyping in more than one way... :D LOL... Shit i have to study for my fucking AV test..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liquidrugby.com/graphics/rugby/PR82L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.liquidrugby.com/graphics/rugby/PR82L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: Woot Woot....FIJI FUCKING KICKED WELSH ASS!!!YEAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCKING WELSH LOST!!!!!!!!!!YEAHHhhh Say their name...SAY THEIRNAME!!!!!!!!!&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/21442565-1347845164457525651?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/1347845164457525651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=1347845164457525651' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/1347845164457525651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/1347845164457525651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/10/depression.html' title='Depression...'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21442565.post-4138821947408411476</id><published>2007-09-23T01:48:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T01:51:01.150+12:00</updated><title type='text'>tis' now</title><content type='html'>tis now 2 am and i am drunk yet again..of course i will snore as pur usuall when i am drunk..fuck... i was thinking...when you are feeling tipsy would you rather share your secrets with randome strangers or would you rather share it with good random friend (not close ones k :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-4138821947408411476?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/4138821947408411476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=4138821947408411476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/4138821947408411476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/4138821947408411476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/09/tis-now.html' title='tis&apos; now'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-2610586994154872442</id><published>2007-09-18T00:19:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T00:26:27.053+12:00</updated><title type='text'>NarDmOe thoughts run HrTuoGh my Head</title><content type='html'>Yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Day seemed longer...&lt;br /&gt;Night made me stronger...&lt;br /&gt;Kisses you laid lingered...&lt;br /&gt;Touches of your fingers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;Screams and cries i figure...&lt;br /&gt;Lies and guys go together...&lt;br /&gt;Death and bitch suck forever...&lt;br /&gt;You and i are objects. NEVER!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why pain and bliss colide...&lt;br /&gt;When souls feel dense...&lt;br /&gt;Teardrops fall like dust...&lt;br /&gt;Drying of because of lust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clustered hearts will heal the pain...&lt;br /&gt;But lonely ones will feel it more...&lt;br /&gt;Now im lost and out of words...&lt;br /&gt;For you are a lie... Whom its worth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you kind fellow?? answer me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-2610586994154872442?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/2610586994154872442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=2610586994154872442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/2610586994154872442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/2610586994154872442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/09/nardmoe-thoughts-run-hrtuogh-my-head.html' title='NarDmOe thoughts run HrTuoGh my Head'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-6373874880505223353</id><published>2007-09-16T00:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T00:40:31.376+12:00</updated><title type='text'>When..</title><content type='html'>This is what i thought of when i was or actually AM tipsy right at this moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams and reality have sinked too deep,&lt;br /&gt;I want you right next to me here now,&lt;br /&gt;To make me stronger and weaker,&lt;br /&gt;We will be here tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Come together with the senses intetwined,&lt;br /&gt;I will wait here for you,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not forever,&lt;br /&gt;But till time takes it's toll on me,&lt;br /&gt;Till the breathe leaves me,&lt;br /&gt;Until the universe crushes me,&lt;br /&gt;But i can't help the fact that you are a WANKER!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-6373874880505223353?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/6373874880505223353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=6373874880505223353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/6373874880505223353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/6373874880505223353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/09/when.html' title='When..'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21442565.post-2211389171066986362</id><published>2007-08-22T18:32:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:03:03.860+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex and me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please be aware that this blog is totally X-Rated and it's thoroughly corrupted, and it's totally what i think about sex... LOL RANDOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been ages since i last posted anything at all... What can i say.. I've been procrastinating about it and just pushing the dates further and further away...Till today.. When i actually pushed myself instead of time nor day for that matter, and posted something on my godforsaken &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BLOG&lt;/span&gt;, and guess what...tis' bout sex?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo yeah.. Confession.. I've been longing to have a long hard passionate kissing sessions that would one way or another end up in &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SEX&lt;/span&gt;... Yeap :D Im a horny fucker..&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BITE ME BITCHES&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got soo much to say.. Im sorry if i do hurt anyone's feelings :( But these are my words and my words alone.. Soo yeah.. The world will keep on revolving eventhough i have said my own piece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first and foremost...Sex is nothing..&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt; like the ones that are portrayed in the PORNO flicks that you guys or girls in some situations are watching out there.. Well sometimes it will be one of those "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fuck me!! FUCK ME!! baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" sessions where both parties are in deep heat and they just want to release it... But im quite sure most people would prefer to have those.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Long, Hard, Toe Curling, Mind Blowing, Lengty, Passionate, Kiss Filled, Strokes Of Body, Sensual Patting sex session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (You should soo see my expression right now LOL!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly.. I guess &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LESBIAN PORN&lt;/span&gt; is definately a turn on for most straight guys. But i have loads of lesbian friends, and my aunties in Wellington, they are lesbians too..But they never kiss (no &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOT MAKING OUT&lt;/span&gt;), like those girls who are supposedly LESBIANS PORNO FLICKS. They don't have soo much of tounge flicking involved, although they do use more tounge action and fingering... LOL!!! Hey im being practical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third matter in this post.. Me and my fellow housemate went to amalgamated videos to get a vidoe out..Well i was tipsy for i finished a whole bottle of chardonney right before leaving to the video centre... Soo i went to the XRATED section in the video centre...We randomly picked a movie...to our UNHOLLY SIGHT!! we saw a chick..WITH A DICK!!! How randomly weird is that... Well i laughed my balls when i set my sight on those pair of melons and then SHE had A DICK!!! wtf...RANDOM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...Now that i have totally released all the nonsense that i had to say... LOL... I REALLY NEED TO GET FUCKIE FUCKIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. I love sex...&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BITE ME BITCHES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-2211389171066986362?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/2211389171066986362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=2211389171066986362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/2211389171066986362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/2211389171066986362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2007/08/sex-and-me.html' title='Sex and me...'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21442565.post-115219059512997768</id><published>2006-07-07T00:43:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:56:36.023+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Months and Monsoon...</title><content type='html'>Its been what months...since i last bitched about anything and everything over here....Well i'm back (with an unpleasant tone to it). Lives been what you could say...Tragic...Happy...Shocking...Suprising...and yet i live through it everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Koch, an American guy whom i go to know in St.George went of back to the States the other day...He was like one of the best Americans i ever got to know and will always be. He is a tad bit of spastic and a whole lot of fun to hang out with. The best night was of course when Vanessa, Will, Kaj, Matt, Anesh and I all went up the hill to the Botanical Gardens heeding all the warnings we got from our friends about the ALL MIGHTY WEATHER being FREEZING COLD to gaze at the stars...That NITE WAS AWESOME......WORTH every FREEZING moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking is that i got my results back...and....and...well to be frank THEY SUCK.....After all the effort i have put in to my studies....Let's just face it...I am just born S for STUPID....sighs.....hahaha but never give up...Never surrender....Yeap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara...The RA in St.George went of to Southern Cross to fulfill her calling to be the next DIVINE MANAGER...She is one of the few people i look up to in New Zealand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Planet Spice is where i work by the way...The Boss Mr.Govind Patel and Darshna Patel his daughter...is awesome...I have to state a fact here...Eventhough the cooks can cook and they can definately win a lot good comments and critique from a whole bunch of people....They are STILL and ALWAYS WILL BE WANKERS through my eyes...Why you may ask??? Uhhhhh...They just are....Sometimes more than WANKERSS!!!!! AsssHOLLLEEEEssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well seems like i bitched about nearly everything in this HALF asleep state of mind.....soo thanks for reading my LAMER blog again....See you spastic friends soon kkkkkk take care ya....bye guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-115219059512997768?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/115219059512997768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=115219059512997768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/115219059512997768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/115219059512997768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2006/07/months-and-monsoon.html' title='Months and Monsoon...'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-114733745895486020</id><published>2006-05-11T20:29:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T20:50:58.966+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sweet...After having such a long break from writing blog..i am back again..Fabulous...Hmm life has been like a zombie...What can i say..I repeat the same things here again and again and again...Until i lost my passport...During the easter holidays...FUCKING HELL...i was like...What the FUCK..then after 2 weeks of horror and terror...i amazingly FOUND IT BACK....COol ain't &lt;/span&gt;it...Now i am applying for the so called 18+ card so that i don't have to bring my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PASSPORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as my ID anywhere in Wellington or is it New Zealand..Okay seriously Wellington is a dead place..Well kindda...You see the same people nearly everywhere..and the population is like what 4 million in the whole of New Zealand and Wellington is like the capital but it does not have the most number of people compared to Auckland...Auckland has heaps man..&lt;br /&gt;Okay since i, the king of all spastics...Well here i am the most spastic kid ever....Cannot bear it when i am supremely bored..Soo what i did was i made up my mind..I am GOING TO ENTER &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;...The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAY BAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final conclusion about &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;...It was lovely...Seriously...They have awesome music...The people there are nice to talk to...Well they thought i was like what 17 or 16...FUCK i hate when that happends...Well actually not....And the drinks are cheap..And a huge DANCEFLOOR &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dancing my ass off...Well i was like drunk on WINE..muahahaha but it was awesome... Then after that we went to the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAB&lt;/span&gt; "so called gangsta's club"....It was awesome too..A lot of Maori people...Anesh was so totally checking out the Maori guys and i was to busy dancing and shaking that thing...Muahahahaha well it was soo much of fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm the finals is coming soon..I wonder what i will get..I hope i can get the marks that i want..So far i have been getting the marks that i want...Oh i have got a job finally..As a waiter in this Indian restraurent named Planet Spice.The owner is lovely and nice i am starting tomorow on the 12th of May of 2006...YEAH my very first paid labour...How cool...I really hope i will do well both in the job and also the acedamic...then i can have heeps of fun during the holidays...Muahahaha okay picture time....Well seems like its not loading..Next time THEN...Muahaha evil laughter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-114733745895486020?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/114733745895486020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=114733745895486020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/114733745895486020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/114733745895486020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-114230589177641114</id><published>2006-03-14T16:08:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T16:11:31.783+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Realised...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever sat....thinked and realised that life is just a repitation of what you do...everyday...and only sometimes things will be different compared the other freaking days that have repeated it self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhangra night was a mediocre.&lt;br /&gt;Pound needed NZD5 to enter so fuck it i will go next time.&lt;br /&gt;Rain had a man who was drunk and said i am no stud...but a kid....FUCK HIM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's mysteries are meant to be unveild....soo i WILLL FUCKING DO IT!!!! got me assholes..... im not me right now....soo fuck of.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-114230589177641114?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/114230589177641114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=114230589177641114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/114230589177641114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/114230589177641114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2006/03/realised.html' title='Realised...'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-114137609477064865</id><published>2006-03-03T21:40:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T00:25:38.800+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The experience of a lifetime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;My whole body is aching....but i don't care...you know why? Because i don't care, that's why. Haha... Well basically i am shit tired because i... i Stayed or actually SATAYED up and studied as if it is gonna make me grow anywhat smarter and after that i went to the GYM and exercised and it was damned cool man...i am gonna go again this Monday...and then the best and also the part which effected me the most into having a very nice feeling throughout my whole body is of course the climb the FUCKING hill from St.George Hotel and Annex to my famous and of course gastly UNIVERSITY....SHIT man...it is like Batu Caves everyday...Hike up and walk back down....by the time i reach up the freaking UNIVERSITY i will be POOFED. Sighs....and i thought my famous EX-COLLEGE was awfull..climbing up 4 storeys of stairs....hehe..well here are some more photos...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before i crap some more of course&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/18-02-06_1813.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/200/18-02-06_1813.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/21-02-06_1834.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blue sea which i always see when i am near the waterfront...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/05-03-06_1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/12-02-06_2011.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/200/12-02-06_2011.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The statue of the lame man walking his frozen dog....which is also a statue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/04-03-06_1453.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/21-02-06_1834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/200/21-02-06_1834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/05-03-06_1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/200/05-03-06_1236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above: The most creative crap drawing i have ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Beside: The woman's world cycling competation held last week..Sara Olhmen(think its the wrong spelling) Won as USSUAL!!! She's a kiwi btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/05-03-06_1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/04-03-06_1453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/200/04-03-06_1453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange to see a double decker bus...which is supposed to be in the streets of london is found in the heart of Wellington..Well its a tourist bus...cool eii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/05-03-06_1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the photo's for now...I had quite a roller coaster ride...seriously...found out the girl that i like a lot and for the past two years she was in my puny little heart, had found her true love and that is not me..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS PROVES THAT MY THEORY of LOVE BEING FAKE is TRUE..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Well for me it is but for you guys it is aight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ANUAL TRAMPLING CLUB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; meeting...which was great fun today...they showed the photos and all the other stuff the club does....cool dudes the comitee members...and i am hoping i would join either the trampling club or the canoeing club....not rowing for now...cus winter is coming and i am cold already...hahaha I went to the market the other day, Sunday to be precise...and boy that was the only place where is saw the MOST NUMBER OF ASIANS in Wellington so far..cool eii...and i bought a plant...cool one to be exact...strange but cool to fit my character...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/1600/08-03-06_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7980/955/200/08-03-06_0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;---- My totally estranged plants which is in front of my coffee cup....spastic...i am still addicted to coffee...and now chocolates i think...very soon...i will be addicted to SEX!!!! argh.......... Soo the story goes on...i went to psych class and this is my second week there...sighs...i thought that he will be interesting (whatever his name is), but you know what...Jeng Jeng Jeng...He is getting more and more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;BORING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and today i was soo sleepy in the class, that i drew an apple and named it&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;MANGGIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; instead of an apple...sighs....BORED.... But my sexuality class is really interesting...and Statistics...is KILLING ME SOFTLY...KIlling me softly....The lecturer is RUSSIAN soo imagine how she would speak and give out lectures...she pronounces schizophrenia as "sky-zi-pe-ri-nea"...soo spastic i know..hahaha but she is a very nice lecturer...Professor WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED... seems like the fucked up PHOTOS of my retarded books are not coming online now...soo i shall post it when i feel like IT...okay bye... Oh by the fucking way....LOVE SUCKS...and tomorow i am gonna go to the gym...yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-114137609477064865?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/114137609477064865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=114137609477064865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/114137609477064865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/114137609477064865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2006/03/experience-of-lifetime.html' title='The experience of a lifetime...'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-113924564607302042</id><published>2006-02-07T05:57:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T06:07:26.080+13:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Since i have like another freaking 48 hours more or less of time before i ZOOM off...i think i will say all this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) Lotsa things i will miss especially my Family (mom dad sis rishi judy), Friends (Mal Sam Jac Janet Nav Ee May Marc Dav Xavier Stephanie Tharshiny Surain Steeve Amir Shikin Birintha Pura Shas and also some other people who is not running through my brain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) Spicy foods and pickles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3) Nasi Lemak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;4) Shopping when sale times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5) The moments where my sis and i or my frens and i laugh till tears roll down our cheeks...&lt;br /&gt;6) sighing&lt;br /&gt;7) Procrastinating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-113924564607302042?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/113924564607302042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=113924564607302042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/113924564607302042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/113924564607302042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2006/02/missing.html' title='MISSING'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21442565.post-113889099965946177</id><published>2006-02-03T02:59:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T03:36:39.670+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The italian experience</title><content type='html'>Sighs.... Now i am freakin dissapointed because the freakin shop where i wanted to buy the digital camera, was FREAKIN SOLD out...and now i have come to a conclusion that the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DREAM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;of me taking multilple shots while i am away in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NEW ZEALAND&lt;/span&gt; is IMPOSSIBLE..."&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SIGHS and puffs air around the computer screen&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Puravinah and of course Shasvina(my two very close friends since i was practically a dork in primary school) went out.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after like planing for BILLIONS of years..and boy was the day a very interesting one of course...We laughed practically the whole day...and then we went to the restaurent where my other friend works, which is of course&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ITTALIANAS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or something...god knows what the freakin name is...(Being the procrastinative person i am i actually stood out of the so &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CALLED BISTRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Sathiesh my friend who works there claims that it is a BISTRO", me Pura and Shasvina was actually arguing whether or not we are supposed to enter the BISTRO and eat) Finally after all that arguing and thinking....we came to a conclusion of....&lt;strong&gt;YOU GUESSED IT...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENTER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We ordered Tiramisu, Hot chocolate and Grape Juice...and he,Sathiesh served us. I kept on repeating "Call your manager", to Sathiesh...hahahahaha it was a very pleasent experience of course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I balded my head yesterday...well not bald BALD but it is like BALD still....because i was angry with some sould living in the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;PLANET&lt;/span&gt; earth&lt;/span&gt; and i have to see this particular person NEARLY EVERYDAY of MY punie little life..."evil smirk"...soo now i am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;BALD &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay now i am off to search some clothes to buy instead of a DIGITAL CAMERA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-113889099965946177?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/113889099965946177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=113889099965946177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/113889099965946177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/113889099965946177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2006/02/italian-experience.html' title='The italian experience'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-113870808084398787</id><published>2006-02-01T00:42:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T00:48:00.850+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings... a week after</title><content type='html'>Seems like i have a week or so before i leave to the wonderful place i would be calling home for another 10 months or so... Sigh... I am begining to miss home already....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well when i am there i will try to do these three things properly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get selected into either the Kickboxing team or the swim team to represent the university&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get at least a very low &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISTINCTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mark during my first year or a very high &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CGPA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try to gain some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;muscles&lt;/span&gt; for some use &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;span size="5"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-113870808084398787?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/113870808084398787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=113870808084398787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/113870808084398787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/113870808084398787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2006/01/somethings-week-after.html' title='Somethings... a week after'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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-21442565.post-113819975784993869</id><published>2006-01-26T03:20:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T03:35:57.860+13:00</updated><title type='text'>the visa drama!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh wee… I am very glad, happy, joyous, immensely overjoyed and also hopping around here and there like a freaking grasshopper because &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY FREAKIN VISA WAS APPROVED&lt;/span&gt; and it is there in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELSET NEW ZEALAND CENTRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; waiting to be received by my itchy hands and spastic brains of mine. I am very glad that the freaking people from the embassy have finally come to a conclusion that I am not a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/span&gt; “&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TERRORIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” as said by Samuel in one of the messages he sent to me…and also I am happy that they enough brains to digest the fact that I am only a student who is not going to create a mayhem or make a whole lot of havoc there in New Zealand…Anyway… I am just happy that they approved…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring… Ring… Ring…&lt;br /&gt;My telephone went off, and when I saw the name that appeared on the screen, I was like “Amir, it is the agency people! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK MAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I wonder what the fuck is gonna be wrong with my visa application this time. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note that Amir is my best friend and so is Birintha and also Shikin&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl of Selset (PS) : I am calling from selset, and I am happy to inform to you that your visa application to study in New Zealand had been approved by the board of Immigration and you may come and collect your passport as soon as possible from us. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don’t know why they always will try their level best to sound as formal as possible; it is as if they hafaled the whole line and repeats it like a broken cassette player… sighs…&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow… SO quick huh… but I applied like last week and they approved it so quickly… So nice…thanks ah I am so happy to hear that news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Okay. When are you planning to come and collect your belongings may I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I will come in tomorrow afternoon to collect it from you guys. Well thanks anyways. See you soon ( &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;At this point of time I am jumping like a freaking grasshopper and my best friend was giving me the “your such a retard” look along with the other shoppers inside the Al-Ikhsan shop where I was looking at all those pathetic shoes which I would love to own, but hate to buy just because of the freaking price&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: So soon ah? (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is the first time I heard him say something that was not formal…Sigh at least now I know he is human…how wonderful I was to know that&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay bye… (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was so happy that I forgot to answer him and just hung up on him. HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am coming all the way from JB to KL just to see all my wonderful friends for like maybe the last time tomorrow…Now I have got to chow… How wonderfully dramatic of me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21442565-113819975784993869?l=crappysarnansays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/feeds/113819975784993869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21442565&amp;postID=113819975784993869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/113819975784993869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21442565/posts/default/113819975784993869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappysarnansays.blogspot.com/2006/01/visa-drama.html' title='the visa drama!!!!'/><author><name>Sarnan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00915750621535547900</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>
