<?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-23588261</id><updated>2012-02-02T12:22:08.154+01:00</updated><category term='philosophical'/><category term='photo'/><category term='custom'/><category term='news'/><category term='-w-'/><category term='wii'/><category term='music'/><category term='games'/><category term='otaku'/><category term='memory'/><category term='review'/><category term='junk'/><category term='blog'/><category term='TT'/><category term='tales'/><category term='dance'/><category term='bdc'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>:RETRO VS MASS:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-1965879022702796822</id><published>2009-09-10T11:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:24:26.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'>cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;today is a good day... for cookies and marketing. Marketing mix consists of product, price, promotion and place. COOKIES&lt;33333&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;there are two kinds of polymers, aromorphous polymers and sem-crystalline polymers. HABBO HOTEL&lt;33333&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt; DrAgOnFuRy smells like feet and so do I!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;socks are uncomfortable. oh are we ranting on tupperware now or what? You're wearing two belts ._. cause I'm Robin Hood, boywonder =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;How delightfull, delightful? IDK SHIT. in your paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaantsman~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;ik hou van jou~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;ik hou ook van jou. in your pants&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;popopopopopopokerface, in your pants&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;when I see you I jizz in my pants 8D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;bulleeeeeeeeetproof, in my pants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;coming out of my cage. my in pants&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;draakbal Z, hihihihihihihihi ^^*V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;(=3 &gt;_&gt; )=3 O===========O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;KAMEHAME HAAAAAI~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;hayyyyyyyyyyyy girlfriend, wat is up yo. alles kits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;cker weten toooooooocht hier een beetje...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;miaow miao miao miaaaaow... miaaaaow miaaaaooow...... JE WAIT ZELLLUFFFFFFFF. par-tay like a camel...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I wanna cup...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;can you spell that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;I wanna C-U-P!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;ok. wait. thats just gross ToT NEE HET IS GROSS. DAT WAIT JE TOGGGGGGGGG. oke kusjes doei!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;gossip girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;take my hand... just like Alice in wonderland, it's magic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;clap your hands together and shout a big hooray!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-user-select: text; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;x~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-1965879022702796822?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/1965879022702796822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=1965879022702796822&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1965879022702796822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1965879022702796822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/09/cookies.html' title='cookies'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-686188429796900697</id><published>2009-07-02T12:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:40:31.393+02:00</updated><title type='text'>O.N.E. Y.E.A.R. -w-</title><content type='html'>WOOT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So happy ^^&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the one year anniversary of me and my love, Vicky!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;One year... amazing.&lt;br /&gt;So much can happen in one year and it feels there so little time in one year.&lt;br /&gt;We had our ups and downs of course but we came out on top everytime! Love just grows! So congratulate me and get one with your life... go find your own Vicky D&amp;amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-686188429796900697?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/686188429796900697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=686188429796900697&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/686188429796900697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/686188429796900697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-year-w.html' title='O.N.E. Y.E.A.R. -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-4665590589097941470</id><published>2009-06-26T01:39:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:38:13.425+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SkQKz7BpoqI/AAAAAAAAASI/EwxbZjmC2a0/s1600-h/MJ_special_images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SkQKz7BpoqI/AAAAAAAAASI/EwxbZjmC2a0/s400/MJ_special_images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351414144357212834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unbelievable... two death messages in row. This blog is really in mourning-mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, Ivan, Abtien and all his loyal fans will always love him and keep him close in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;His music touched millions of souls and moved billions hearts.&lt;br /&gt;He may be gone, but his music will live on forever.&lt;br /&gt;It will pass on to our kids and then it will pass on to their kids and then their kids.&lt;br /&gt;He is alive in his music and he will always entertain us even after death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Joseph Jackson&lt;br /&gt;29/08/'58 - 25/06/'09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-4665590589097941470?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/4665590589097941470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=4665590589097941470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4665590589097941470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4665590589097941470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html' title='Michael Jackson........'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SkQKz7BpoqI/AAAAAAAAASI/EwxbZjmC2a0/s72-c/MJ_special_images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2045044787339547570</id><published>2009-06-19T08:14:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:15:39.427+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Remember her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marianne van der Harst - Kuipers&lt;br /&gt;15/05/'56      -      13/06/'09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember her for being my second mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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/23588261-2045044787339547570?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2045044787339547570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2045044787339547570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2045044787339547570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2045044787339547570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/06/remember-her.html' title='Remember her'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-6387634986768742589</id><published>2009-06-18T01:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:47:26.469+02:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect -w-</title><content type='html'>There is no such thing as a perfect couple cause there is no such thing as a perfect person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a person trying his/her best to be perfect is the closest to being a perfect person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple trying their best to be perfect for each other is therefore the closest to being a perfect couple. More perfect than almost perfect doesn't exist so that's why they are a perfect couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always with you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-6387634986768742589?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/6387634986768742589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=6387634986768742589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6387634986768742589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6387634986768742589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/06/perfect-w.html' title='perfect -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-5609475819949918907</id><published>2009-06-17T03:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T03:30:41.967+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a weird world out there</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say happy birthday to Vicky &lt;3 and that's all I wanted to say (even though I'm really late with posting this ^^;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SjhGJEQkB7I/AAAAAAAAASA/rWzM4P2hIVc/s1600-h/IMG_3423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SjhGJEQkB7I/AAAAAAAAASA/rWzM4P2hIVc/s400/IMG_3423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348101679078442930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happy birthday to you too Dennis!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slaap lekker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-5609475819949918907?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/5609475819949918907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=5609475819949918907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5609475819949918907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5609475819949918907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-weird-world-out-there.html' title='It&apos;s a weird world out there'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SjhGJEQkB7I/AAAAAAAAASA/rWzM4P2hIVc/s72-c/IMG_3423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-7908478637447087272</id><published>2009-06-01T00:53:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:53:26.745+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm -w-</title><content type='html'>I kinda have a bad feeling about something =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-7908478637447087272?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/7908478637447087272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=7908478637447087272&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/7908478637447087272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/7908478637447087272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmmm-w.html' title='Hmmm -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-701647182154548260</id><published>2009-05-24T03:46:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T04:22:12.398+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Not feeling sleepy at 4am so I just drew some skulls and hentai pictures and afterwards destroyed the pictures so no one will know I drew them</title><content type='html'>Cockjoke!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling rather creative....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why haven't I posted anything about Animecon 2009?&lt;br /&gt;It was really awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the pikachu cosplay pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't think of anything interesting to tell you...&lt;br /&gt;I guess the whole story is summed up in this blog title. One can find himself doing weird things at 2-4 in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no exception...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my readers even want to read this? I wonder... Why do you guys read my useless and not entertaining blogposts... Why do we even keep blogs if we're not making money out of it. I'm clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever occurred to you that life really shoots by. You should stop sometimes and enjoy the view cause before you know you're DED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8========D   &lt;- PENIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I being to vulgar? Please don't be offended cause there's a gun pointed at my head right now forcing me to write all of this perverted stuff... That's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it also ever occurred to you that msn is the root of evil? My chatlogs consists 80% of dirty words. I can actually have a deep conversation with only the words dick, pee, shit, rectum, pubic and shampoo(p). It's not a talent. Just hard and stiff practice. My mind is really dirty at 4 am ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of a skull. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/Shiswndr6YI/AAAAAAAAARc/x6rL9Q0a3ZA/s1600-h/Photo+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/Shiswndr6YI/AAAAAAAAARc/x6rL9Q0a3ZA/s400/Photo+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339207309474916738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw.... never google "clothed" pictures in google.nl when your parents are in the same room. For some reason google.nl see clothed as porn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how to remove the read more crap... It's absolutely useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat people can't swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ MORE... NOT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-701647182154548260?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/701647182154548260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=701647182154548260&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/701647182154548260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/701647182154548260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-feeling-sleepy-at-4-in-morning-so.html' title='Not feeling sleepy at 4am so I just drew some skulls and hentai pictures and afterwards destroyed the pictures so no one will know I drew them'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/Shiswndr6YI/AAAAAAAAARc/x6rL9Q0a3ZA/s72-c/Photo+183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-6009305572320086434</id><published>2009-05-22T17:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:50:48.472+02:00</updated><title type='text'>just google it -w-</title><content type='html'>herpes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-6009305572320086434?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/6009305572320086434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=6009305572320086434&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6009305572320086434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6009305572320086434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-google-it-w.html' title='just google it -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-9205609110284260312</id><published>2009-05-01T01:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:31:00.026+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all in the face</title><content type='html'>There are only a few things that are priceless in this world. The moon, true love, eternal happiness and of course... Hiromi Uehara's facial expression when she's playing piano. Just priceless! I went to an concert today with Ivan, Ian and lovable Vicky. It was a jazz/piano concert of Hiromi's Sonic Bloom. Who is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hiromi_Uehara"&gt;Hiromi&lt;/a&gt; anyway... Well she's a talented pianist from Hamamatsu, Japan. A jazz pianist to be precise and she's on world tour. So guess what... She was just here in my own lil' Z'meer in the Boerderij!!!!! WTH!!!!! Bought a ticket a while ago and today was the day. It was awesome! First part was way better then the second part but nonetheless still really awesome. She is sooo good on the piano and the way she looks when she's playing piano. So funny and still so touching hehehe. Like she's one with her piano and the sounds she's reproducing with her fingers on the keys are coming from her mouth =p just, like I said before, priceless. After the concert we bought a CD of her and got it SIGNED!!!! WOOOOOOT!!!! My very first signed thingie.... I guess. I prolly got something else that got signed but can't remember. But this rocks! Just wow.... Now I need to prepare for ANIMECON 2009!!!! Today is the today and it's going to be awesoooooome xD Be gone till Sunday and then I'll tell you everything about it. We got a big surprise for you and we're not telling what it is until the whole world can enjoy it too! Youtube.com will tell you what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/56/106879865_a8ce004688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 393px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/56/106879865_a8ce004688.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hiromi in super saiyan form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime is the crack of the fat and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-9205609110284260312?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/9205609110284260312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=9205609110284260312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/9205609110284260312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/9205609110284260312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-all-in-face.html' title='It&apos;s all in the face'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/56/106879865_a8ce004688_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-5441892404047940858</id><published>2009-04-25T01:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:03:26.613+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Happy bday ma</title><content type='html'>24th of April was my moms birthday. She turned 49! YAAAAY Happy birthday mommy! May you have a lotta more years to live! Still need to buy her a present ^^; whoopsie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I also want to let you guys know about a freaking awesome song I discovered. Well Nermin really discovered it so props for him. Go Youtube friends activity's!!!!! Thanks NERRIE!!! So yeah, where was I? Oh yeah... Well the song is freaking awesome but I'm soooo in love with the clip. So good. I downloaded it in HD from the creators site, Three Legged Legs. Damn... I'm drifting away. I think I should finally announce the song. It's from the DJ collab called N.A.S.A. and the song is Gifted. The song was sung by Kanye West, Santigold and Lykke Li. WOOT!!! It's from the album The Spirit of Alpollo. Need a find a link to download the whole album. Absolutely great. Seems I rant a lot more about the song then my mums bday but what can I do about it. Maybe some off you have any ideas of what to buy for my deary mommy? Leave a comment! YARYARYARYARYAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURE OF THE CLIP!!! Look how awesome it looks =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SfJfS1nxtAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wl0igNckhgo/s1600-h/nasa+gifted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SfJfS1nxtAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wl0igNckhgo/s400/nasa+gifted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328426086368916482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wish you a Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-5441892404047940858?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/5441892404047940858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=5441892404047940858&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5441892404047940858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5441892404047940858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-bday-ma.html' title='Happy bday ma'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SfJfS1nxtAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/wl0igNckhgo/s72-c/nasa+gifted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2974885347248114609</id><published>2009-04-24T00:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:31:58.981+02:00</updated><title type='text'>*sniff* -w-</title><content type='html'>I want give my condolences to two persons who are close to me in my heart. I'm still mourning over their lose and me too will also miss her a lot. Their beloved mom and wife has gone to a much better place. May she be greeted with open arms into heaven. Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-2974885347248114609?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2974885347248114609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2974885347248114609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2974885347248114609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2974885347248114609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/may-god-be-merciful-w.html' title='*sniff* -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-778290724955712876</id><published>2009-04-20T01:33:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:13:11.968+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>F*ck you... I'm sitting on a mushroom!</title><content type='html'>Well today was interesting. Very interesting indeed. I woke up at 12:45 and I never imagined that in only 2 hours I was somewhere in Oegstgeest on a bicycle. You see... I went to Ivan because he asked me to come chill outside cause of the lovely weather and stuff so I agreed. Went to his home with my bicycle and he said he was going to his sis's bday. She lives in Oegstgeest apparently. Me, somebody who hates cycling, said HELL NO THAT I'M GOING WITH YOU!!!! FYI Oegstgeest is above Leiden and is about 15+ km from where I live. Bastard Ivan somehow managed to make me his travel companion. How does he do that... It's his power to make me be at places I don't want to be. I don't want to be in Oegstgeest and still he managed to drag me all the way through Zoeterwoude en Leiden. Motherf*cker! Well it's a really long story so if you want to read it all you just click the Read more... button on the bottom of this post. New functions hooray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... the bitch dragged me to Oegstgeest on the bicycle. Almost 1.5 hour ride cause I'm very slow on a bicycle meh! You know what really was like sucky sucky of this whole ride? My own bicycle has broken down two nights ago so I had to take my mum's bicycle but wtf.... the saddle of my mum's bicycle. It's a skirt saddle. Really weird. It was like a freaking mushroom. Very hard to ride on and a hell of suffering for your ass. Imagine riding 30+ km's on a mushroom. My ass ain't happy now. I'm not even sure I can feel him right now while I'm typing this... But fortunately Ivan and I switched bike's from time to time but I had the mushroom for most of the ride. But wth... what was I doing on a mushroom about 4 km's from my house. I was like swearing to Ivan the whole time. So pissed but the frustrating part is he knows I still love him even thought he is making me suffer so much &gt;&lt; Saw a lot of interesting places where I've never been... Saw a grandpa screaming at me for unknown reasons... Saw scream-masks in a van? Rode a road with busses driving past you every 2 seconds what is really scary if you realize your just 70 kilo's when a bus of 34718247912 kilo's ofzo is gaining in on you with only less then a meter between you and the bus... screamed a lot at that road. After a long long ride we finally arrive in Oegstgeest. Got a lot of flirts there xD... from 14 year old's ._. There was a party going on in a street and there was a big window where we could see inside the house and inside the there was a table with about 6 girls. When we rode past them they all started at me like I was some kind of lust-object. One of the girls even waved at me and I, being polite, waved back of course. Sorry ladies... I'm taken!!! We arrived at the house of Ivan's sis and saw about 10 people I don't know and only 3 I do. Weird... Almost all of them were family of Ivan. Cool to meet them but so weird. Said congrats to his sis and then we went outside to explore the wondrous world of Oegstgeest. I brought the analog SLR Minolta camera of my dad, which I sort of own know, with me so I toke some snapshot. Gonna develop them tomorrow. Was really fun to play with. We sat at a bench for a couple of hours and those girls I mentioned earlier... from where we were sitting we could see them clearly... and so did they. They started staring at us and waving again. Freaky! Few hours later we ate tomato soup and mucho garlic bread. Oegstgeest is sooo weird btw. Airplanes are flying over it with an altitude of I guess only 700+ meters. Really wow and it feels like Oegstgeest is like separated from the rest of the world. We departed around 6 pm for home sweet home. F'ING SADDLE. I soooooo hate that bicycle. On the way back we toke a lil' detour and went through Stompwijk. Nothing special. Had like a kazilliong bugs fly against me. 4 in my mouth and 2 in my eyes even though I was wearing glasses. A real bug hell. Stupid buggers!!!!!! Phew... finally home. Came across like 9 cool ducks being at random places doing random funny stuff. Ass is more numb now. I just pinched it and literally... I didn't feel a thing. Really!!! Well I wasted and sooo tired so me is going to take a nap. I hope I will get my pictures soon once I let them develop. Then I can show you, hopefully, some cool shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a really fat guy laying in my bed. I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&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/23588261-778290724955712876?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/778290724955712876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=778290724955712876&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/778290724955712876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/778290724955712876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/fck-you-im-sitting-on-mushroom.html' title='F*ck you... I&apos;m sitting on a mushroom!'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2530321076287282183</id><published>2009-04-19T01:45:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T01:46:50.603+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-w-'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>I ripped him off -w-</title><content type='html'>Tantoe... got 6 new headers for you!!! It's gonna prolly take a while before you see all of them =p at least it toke me 7 minutes of F5'ing &gt;&amp;lt; Korean stuff says: Norman and Vicky or literally something like Nohmuhn and Biki xDDDD shiiit. The multiple pictures header is inspired by Danny Choo... Well more ripped off but hey... zie je mij boeien? Blablablabla noh DSi is not mine! Blablablabla ohyeah, I'm going to stop using those life :  or junk : or blog : etc. thingies you know. It kinda pisses me off and makes me want to go to my old layout but screw that. So yeah............ Previous post is still F'ed up no matter how many times I see it. I got a more F'ed up picture for you guys but I'll just save you the misery and agony. Your eyes should be glad that I won't post that picture!!! I'm thinking of what I should write about. Or should I just do like almost every other blogger I know and just post a picture of something and add a caption or some info.... hmmm that's lame. GO NERRIE FOR INFOTAINMENT!1!!!!1!11!!!1!!! SUPER MEGA TURBO TITS!!!!!! Slaap lekker schatjes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like rocketing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-2530321076287282183?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2530321076287282183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2530321076287282183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2530321076287282183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2530321076287282183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-ripped-him-off-w.html' title='I ripped him off -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-4469763869180616722</id><published>2009-04-18T23:10:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:16:40.674+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>junk : I present you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;THIS&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SepCG6okgnI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QfsyL_WlPD8/s1600-h/gameorig.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SepCG6okgnI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QfsyL_WlPD8/s400/gameorig.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326142195905102450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;yeah I know it's F'ed up...&lt;/center&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/23588261-4469763869180616722?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/4469763869180616722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=4469763869180616722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4469763869180616722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4469763869180616722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/junk-i-present-you.html' title='junk : I present you'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SepCG6okgnI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QfsyL_WlPD8/s72-c/gameorig.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-4911461786364941832</id><published>2009-04-18T11:58:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:17:35.004+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-w-'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>life : looks can be decieving -w-</title><content type='html'>Such lovely weather. Although it's only 14 degrees and very windy and pretty cold. Wtf am I saying? It looks nice but it's stupid outside. Stupid I tell you! But what to do today? I guess I'll just hang out with my favorite person on earth. If you have a favorite person earth hang out with him/her as long as you can cause he/she isn't your favorite person without reason! I don't have really much to tell. Oh yeah, seems people still can't figure out the knikkers brainteaser. Come on Nerrie... are you an university student or what? Hint: Make a difference in the crates, how can you know that in crate 1 are 10 gram knikkers. You weigh and you get a number and from that number you can calculate in which crates the knikkers are. Come on... COME ON.... Meh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a brother who flushed his own cellphone down the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-4911461786364941832?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/4911461786364941832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=4911461786364941832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4911461786364941832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4911461786364941832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-looks-can-be-decieving-w.html' title='life : looks can be decieving -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2841712292427953429</id><published>2009-04-17T02:50:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:54:00.948+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>blog : POW</title><content type='html'>HELL YEAH!!! Finally working!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your asking what is finally working?!?&lt;br /&gt;My answer would be: PRESS F5 (or just refresh w/e)!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See any changes? Hehehehehe.... now every time you load my blog you see a different header 8D I made 8 in total. Prolly gonna make a bunch more later. But damn, this was a hard job to do. Not exactly the way it turned out but after like 8+ hours working on this I think I deserve a nap. Gonna tweak it someday so that the searchbar isn't in the header but just below it. The searchbar and the header are embedded as the same body so move the searchbar means move the header. What a hassle. Somehow it didn't work with my blog but it ended up to be the problem of the image host. F'ing imageshack "&gt;_&gt; Photobucket FTW!!!! After switching image host it finally started to work. Only thing left was resizing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;OMG the work I've put into this. Just crazy. Here some screenshots of what I've been working with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my working space. CHECK ALL THOSE SHIATSU NOTEPADS FILLED WITH JAVASCRIPT D:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SefWiU6OVpI/AAAAAAAAAPs/tCGbJPYERRI/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SefWiU6OVpI/AAAAAAAAAPs/tCGbJPYERRI/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325460969605715602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And look at all those tabs in firefox!!! See all those tabs??? Well add 11 more and that's all of the tabs I've been using. Well not really all of them but most of them. Filled with tutorials and guides for javascript. Going back and forth back and forth. MEH!!!! Never again. Although when you get the end product I guess it's all worth it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SefWrvx09KI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_7XR-PlV2cQ/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SefWrvx09KI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_7XR-PlV2cQ/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325461131437077666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YOU SEE HOW MUCH EFFORT I HAZ PUTTED INTO THIS?!?!?!? You better appreciate it. Oh yeah that reminds me. If you see yourself in the header and don't want that picture just holla. I'll just change it and remove it if you want to. Your face, your rulez. BTW, don't ask me how I did this cause I'm not sure myself. Just Google everything like I did. Google is my new BFF! I maybe can give you some advice but that depends on my mood. Just try it yourself first =_=" sigh... Well I think I'm gonna hit the sack and doze of to dreamland to play with Kirby n co. so I check you guys laters. Got a week vacation now so that's OMG freaking cumming kinda stuff... wait, didn't I already told this? Ah to lazy to check my previous posts if I wrote this. Oh and one last note, this one wasn't written with the widget for you dumbasses out there. There is no -w- and there are pictureeeesususususasasasas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found some cookie crumbs under my pillow but they were covered in a white sticky substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-2841712292427953429?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2841712292427953429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2841712292427953429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2841712292427953429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2841712292427953429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-pow.html' title='blog : POW'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SefWiU6OVpI/AAAAAAAAAPs/tCGbJPYERRI/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2570751533774611902</id><published>2009-04-15T22:39:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:16:06.722+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-w-'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>blog : finally done -w-</title><content type='html'>Phew... I think I'm finally done with my blog layout, well at least for today. Got not much to add. Want some pictures here and there but I need to choose my pictures first. Oh and I'm also not to happy about my header. Still need the perfect object/person or whatnot to be centered in my header. I think it's time for me start studying for algebra again. It's freaking hard but I'll manage I hope hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh almost forget. Today I got a brainteaser from my dad which toke me mucho time to solve and I'm giving this brain teaser to you. Let's see how long it will take for you to solve it.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal:&lt;br /&gt;You work at a knikker factory and you make knikkers weighing 10 grams each. You make those knikkers and put the into crates. But there was a malfunction in the factory and you made one crate full with 9 gram knikkers. That day 10 crates full with knikkers were made and one crate is full the 9 gram knikkers but you don't know which one. The boss got mad at you and appointed you to figure out which crate has the 9 gram knikkers. Fortunatley there is a weighing scale nearby but because of an other malfunction it can only weigh one more time. The question is: How can you know in which box the 9 gram knikkers are?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the answer tralalalalala D&amp;lt; muahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying zebra's took my umbrella!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-2570751533774611902?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2570751533774611902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2570751533774611902&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2570751533774611902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2570751533774611902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-finally-done.html' title='blog : finally done -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-5908252781538996048</id><published>2009-04-15T16:31:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:54:20.960+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-w-'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>blog : layouts -w-</title><content type='html'>Finally got the little push I was looking for to start blogging again =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you can see I found a nice simple neat looking layout. I like it a lot and I hope you will to. It's so simpel and stuff. Well I hope I'm going to blog a lot. Because I have this easy to use widget I think I will post a lot of simple and short but still fun to read posts. Oh yeah, everytime I use this widget to post I put a -w- behind the title so you know that this was written with the widget. This thing really has a lack of options but oh well it's easy and fast to use. If -w- is behind the title don't expect any pictures and looking back at the previous post I think links don't work either. Don't be a lazy bum and just copy+past the link. Anyway, I was also thinking of changing the name of my blog and etc. but I just can't seem to come up with a good name... meh! Most cool ones were already taken so I just stick with my old retrovsmass thingie. Removed the against the because that was just lame. Just VS buahahahaha!!! I guess I don't really have that much to say right now but I'll try to post frequently. I have a week off next week and I don't know if thats a good thing or a bad thing for the blog looking back at recent vacations. Most vacations I end up not blogging and being lazy. Maybe I'll just write what that day happend if even something cool happend that day. So check you shiatzu laters~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monsters are taking over my room so pretty please help me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-5908252781538996048?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/5908252781538996048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=5908252781538996048&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5908252781538996048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5908252781538996048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-layouts-w.html' title='blog : layouts -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-6339827184316949584</id><published>2009-04-15T02:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:53:33.220+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='-w-'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>blog : testing duder -w-</title><content type='html'>lol just testing a widget I just placed on my dashboard of my mac. Lets me post just from my dashboard onto my blog without all the hassle of logging in etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have many functions. Only thing I can do is write, write &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;italic, &lt;/span&gt;write &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt; and write &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bolditalic D&amp;lt; &lt;/span&gt;... maybe links too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's try a link: http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now peace ya'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;F!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-6339827184316949584?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/6339827184316949584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=6339827184316949584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6339827184316949584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6339827184316949584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/04/mac-testing-duder.html' title='blog : testing duder -w-'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-3127781695712752146</id><published>2009-02-14T03:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:53:54.744+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>blog : BITCH~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Omg yeah... wtf ik wil weer posten damn it &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Maar geen hele lange afwezigheid is compleet zonder een blog make over 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;YAAAAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;So I'm going to make a new lay out ... have been thinking of doing this for a while now. Just need to find the time =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;So &lt;3~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;some foto's have been removed from the previous post because of request =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-3127781695712752146?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/3127781695712752146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=3127781695712752146&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/3127781695712752146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/3127781695712752146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-bitch.html' title='blog : BITCH~'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-477652488911580304</id><published>2008-08-06T20:18:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T03:27:14.735+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life : welcome to jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;Life/indo : welcome to jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;Heeya~ I haven’t been blogging for a while, mostly because I don’t have a clue what to blog about. I was stuck in boring Malang with only my computer and my Wii, doing absolutely nothing. I could have posted pictures of the house or other stuff but you know me, I’m down right lazy hehehehehe… Well on Monday, the 28th of July, I went to Jakarta for about a week because my big baby brother of 23 was getting married on the 1st of August ^^ a nice surprise doncha think =P Because I was in JKT for a while means that I have something to blog about =D YAAAAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;DAY 1, Monday the 28th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;Welcome to Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;That day I was online at the usual time at 00:00 hours. Because we were going to fly to JKT at 8 (it became 9 cause the flight was delayed =S) and had to leave the house at 6:30 and I usually fall asleep at 5 I thought WTHeck! I’m not gonna sleep, I’m going to chat till I leave. So I did. BAD PLAN!!! Almost pasted out on JKT airport cause the lack of sleep and I also couldn’t sleep in the plane nor the car D: kinda gay yeah. So I ended up that day spending the whole day in the hotel (Hotel Atlet Centrury Park, Senayan) sleeping. Woke up around 7 and went eating in Plaza Senayan &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think ….. ._.” or was it Senayan City? Did I even ate something ._." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;OWHYEAH!!! I ate Wendy’s ._.” yeah that’s right… Junkfood '-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;DAY 2, Tuesday the 29th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;Welcome to Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhm…. I’m trying really hard to remember what happened on this day &gt;_&lt;” …… AAAAAAAH I REMEMBER NOW D: D: D: D: D: In the morning we went to Pasaraya for my mom. Spent like 0 RP there except for ice cold Starbucks without an AC and with a broken espresso machine. After that we went to Plaza Blok M. Bought, of course, comics and some illegal wiigames LOL xD. After that we went to Grand Indonesia! New mall which is AWSOME! It got like a lot of floors but at the fourth floor every wing/thing/wu-tang clan thingie place got his own theme. One got a Chinese theme and an other Japanese. There’s also a Brooklyn style thing, Arabic power place, Roman shiz floor and moulin rouge ala Paris hall. Was pretty awsome hehehehe. Bought once again comics and that night would be the last time we had dinner with just the four of us so we ate at SUSHI TEI!!!! And did we pull the plugs on the sushi!!! OMFG it was tantoe great. I ate like beyond the max capacity of my stomach and some more. There was soba and tempura don and of course freaking unagi =D Bro and mom says this unagi tasted like soil but I was like “wtf you guys insane? This tastes freakin great MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~” and here’s the final blast. I ate PINO for dessert =DDD that shit is gooood, damn it =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;DAY 3, Wednesday the 30th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;Welcome to Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;Today some of my relatives from Holland were arriving in JKT and are going to stay in the same hotel. This year a lot of relatives are staying in Indo because of Edo’s marriage. But they were not due to late in the evening. So we went to FX. A new lil mall not far from the hotel. It got the same logo as EX but the e changed into an f xD. It was small but okay. This mall got a slide that goes from the seventh floor to the first D: awsomeness. It got rotations? And stuff lol =P So we went to FX to meet up with Nadiah in Starbucks for some last plan changes or something like that for the wedding. Met a lot of friends of Nadiah there. Friends I already met like Jayko and Octi but also new friends. One is even from Holland but I keep forgetting his name. I’m really bad with names when I’m in indo somehow lol. Blablablablablabla Owhyea I bought some cool shoes in Plaza Senayan today this morning that I forget to mention. The name was uhm…. Nike Black? Oncore. I think =D. I don’t know what the type is called but it looks kinda like a SB but the logo has a 6 in it =D LOVE THESE SHOES hehehehe. So I tried them on in Starbucks and kept them on. After BUCKS we went to the foodcourt to eat. Got free vouchers for the slide and later met up with my relatives and went to MacD and after that it was sleepy sleepy time for al of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;DAY 4, Thursday the 31st,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;Welcome to Jakarta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;Day before the wedding. For some reason Edo can’t see Nadiah today and vice versa. But the thing is, Nadiah’s family and herself went checking-in in the same hotel as ours and the WHOLE Hendriks family (only the ones who are present in Indo), wich arrived in the morning, was standing in the lobby with Edo and me and Nadiahs family was checking-in at the same time which was kinda LOL cause I could swear Nadiahs lil sister Lidah looked me straight in the eyes and they still didn’t knew we were standing there =P Can’t remember anything intresting today except that we ate with the Hendriksen in Senayan City in a special multi culti restaurant where I order an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;I Luv Unagi roll (8 unagi sushi’s ^^) with Unagi Don (unagi rice bowl ^^). I can’t get enough of unagi D: why is unagi so damn great hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;DAY 5, Friday the 1st,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Welcome to the wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The day of the wedding. A lot of hectic preperations. Running around in the hotel looking for people or searching for stuff. Getting dressed in hyper active epic wedding gear… well not me but Edo. One said he looked like Alladin, an other said he looked like the Prince of Persia and my nephew from Haarlem said he looked like a bunny xD lololololol. Everybody was gathering in the main hall on the 14th floor, the floor where I and my family and Nadiah was residing. Saw a lot of family from Malang and saw my relatives from Balikpapan whom I haven’t seen in a long time. It was nice. 4 o’ clock! Wedding time! We went to Mesjid Al-Barim, if I haven’t spelled the name wrong, for the muslim ceremony and stuff. I sat like for about 1.5+ hours and I sweated like an otter and I got cramp of the sitting. So glad it was finally over and we ate and stuff yayayayayayay ._. after the wedding we went to Hotel Mulia (5-star) to drop EdNa for their first nite together *^^* hehehehe =P Dropped off and went with friends to FX to have a great time of chit-chatting in Foodism. Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;DAY 6, Saturday the 2nd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Welcome to the handshaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So today is going to be the big big big party of Edo and Nadiah’s (now my new sister). It’s hard to explain what happened al day long so let’s just start from the moment I arrived at the party place (before that I showed my relatives from NL grand indo, I was their guide lololol). It was 4 pm already and at the entrance were those big signs made out of fake flowers congratulating EdNa (Edo Nadiah 4 short). It’s hard to explain what they are because their probably an Indonesian tradition. Basically a family/company can order those to be send to the party because they can’t come. A sort of compensation for not coming. So I saw a lot of those signs. Even some coming from big company’s and banks. Some even spelled the names of EdNa wrong. I saw one with Eko and one with Eddo xD now that’s fail =P I saw about 20 or so but I heard at the end of the night that there were 70 others signs but there was no room for them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;._. Anyway, the main hall was gorgeous, really big and there were food stands everywhere. At an Indonesian wedding nobody sits, everybody roams around eating and talking. I like Indo style better then any other style hehehe. There were so many food stands and so many different kinds of food. Dim Sum, Korean BBQ, Chocolate Melt, Zuspa Puspa xD etc. There were also three big ice sculptures. One was a vase and the other two were the letters E and N for EdNa D: ICE SCUPLTURES YOU HEAR D: I had to wear super uncomfortable epic lvl 78 wedding gear which was really hot to walk in and I had to wear that for like 5 hours or so. But Nadiahs situation was even worse. After she was done with make up and gear it was like if she just moved a lil bit that everything that she wears just explodes D: she was like a slowly moving statue xD. @ 7 the party began. Big blablabla entrance where we had to walk into the main hall very slowly blablabla some traditional dancers blablabla I almost tripped blablabla… I was free at last to roam among the guest while my parents, Na’s parents and EdNa had to shake hands and take a picture with about 2500± peeps xD poor them. It was hella fun because I saw a lot of peeps who I usually only see in NL, but to see them in Indo was really fun and stuff. Mas Aman, Anya, Fauzi, Wishnu, Anan, Nada, Diaz, Rudolf, Patrick, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Andy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and Ariya were al present, some of them with parents. Really really fun!!! I also saw some old friends from Indo again like Irfan and of course Egah xD with her it’s always fun hehehehehehe~ What’s also really weird of EdNa’s wedding was that the vice-president of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; dropped by and that he made a big entrance with al his bodyguards with M17 or something like. I didn’t saw it ._. I don’t care =D blablablablablabla wedding over boom shazaaam! Poor Nadiah, both her feet was swollen and stuff. It was really bad, she even had to be taken to the car in a wheel chair D: that bad. Sleep once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;DAY 7, Sunday the 3rd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Welcome to Ancol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Today I went to Ancol (a sort of theme park in JKT at the sea) with some relatives. My lil cousins ^^. Was fun but really really really really hot. Went to Sea World Indonesia and rode the Cable Car =D I got back at the hotel at 4 after being ripped by the taxi =_=” That night ate at the food court of Plaza Senayan with relatives from Malang and I found a really cool shop with really cool tee design from Japan =DDDDD expensive but awsome. 280,000 RP per shirt and every next shirt gives you a 55,000 RP discount per shirt. I bought two really cool ones =D wanted to buy more but my wallet, my concious, my guilt and especially my mom wouldn’t let me buy more =___=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;DAY 8, Monday the 4th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Welcome to Puncak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;My mom and dad left in the morning to visit someone and I was like screw that lemma sleep huahahahaha. Al my relatives were going to leave today to Malang or Sumatra so they al stashed their suitcases in my room till they had to leave. I couldn’t sleep properly because of that ._.” After some of my cousins jumped on me a few times I knew it was time for me to wake up. So I did… TADAAAA ._. putted on my awsome new shirt from JP =D. At around 2 I said goodbye to everybody and then I was al alone in the hotel. Edo picked me up with Halidah and Bimo (lil sis of Na and her bf) at 3.30 and we went ice skating at Taman Angrek LOL. I didn’t fall =D D: wth, it was sort of my first time ever if you don’t count that time I borrowed my bro’s skates 10 years ago for an hour. It was kinda easy and it was a lot of fun ^^ That night we had a final dinner with the whole “new” family together for this vacation. So my fam+Na’s fam. It was at Shangri-la. They had an al you can eat buffet. There was Japanese, Chinese, Indian, Mexican, grilled, Indonesian and a really awsome dessert bar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I LOVE the dessert bar the most. It had ice cream teppanyaki and chocolate dipped strawberries and a lot of cakes and so much more. It was so incredible. That night we checked out the hotel and went to Puncak with tante Tintin to her villa in the mountains for 2 nights. I was kinda bummed out we had to leave JKT but the villa is quit great =D I’m sitting on my bed in this villa while I’m typing this. But I really miss JKT now knowing that I won’t be back till next year. I miss everybody already, all of my new friends and stuff, all the different Nadia/h’s and Jayko and her friends and Halidah and Kak Neda. Sigh =(  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;DAY 9, Tuesday the 5th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Welcome to Puncak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Today nothing special happened. Watched half of the Mtv Asia Awards on TV and some other show. It was just basically a TV day =) kinda boring but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;DAY 10, Wednesday the 6th,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Welcome to Malang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well it’s now 0:50 hours while I’m writing this day and I can tell you that not a lot has happened in 50 minutes =) Today I’m leaving to JKT airport at 12 or so to go to Malang again and when I’m in Malang you will see me back online at the usual 7 pm Dutch time ^^ I will edit this day if something interesting happens. EDIT: Dear diary… Nothing interesting happened today ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;WTF D: I just wrote 4 pages in word about my adventures in JKT and that’s not even all of what I’ve is to write D: I think most people will not even get to this last part or they did but haven’t read everything =P I don’t care ^^ I’ll be back in NL on the 26th of August, so maybe you’ll see me then ^^ that’s 19 more days to go =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;LOVE-BEAM =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;x~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Some foto’s of the wedding/s…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Muslim wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ICE COLD LETTERS =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SJnyKIGZJLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2HLg4xzyDYQ/s1600-h/DSC02443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SJnyKIGZJLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2HLg4xzyDYQ/s400/DSC02443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231478697954452658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The fated pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Just the wedding dude D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SJn0up6dExI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6Mbxaekb7O4/s1600-h/DSC02521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SJn0up6dExI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6Mbxaekb7O4/s400/DSC02521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231481524529730322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-477652488911580304?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/477652488911580304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=477652488911580304&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/477652488911580304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/477652488911580304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-welcome-to-jakarta.html' title='life : welcome to jakarta'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SJnyKIGZJLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/2HLg4xzyDYQ/s72-c/DSC02443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-1904665149969442470</id><published>2008-07-07T17:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:11:16.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'>life: mathematical problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/4492/indo1zb1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apa kabaaar~?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;btw : my font in the header is fucked up cause I didn't bring it on my dad's laptop so you'll have to this then =D FU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me is talking to you from Indonesia, East Java, Malang. My "home" town sort of. Well most of my family lives here so that practically makes it my home town I guess. Well anyway, I'm at my house... the one that my dad built and DAAAAAAAAAAAAIMN is it huge, big, awsome and to damn great =P. Not yet finished but who care's ^^ I arrived today from Jakarta in Malang. Spent around 4 days in JKT. Not doing much for myself. Bought some comics, a lot of Polo's and a Levi's jean ^^ aaaaaaaand!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I FINALLY BOUGHT ONE OF MY FAVORITE GUNDAM'S!!! THE STRIKE NOIR MG GUNDAM YAAAAAAAAY........ It was like 10 euro's cheaper here hehehehehe =P In JKT I was mostly following my mom and bro and his fiancee. Alot ofthings to do before the wedding. Fitting cloths, sending invitations and some more stuff. It was okay in JKT but now I'm in Malang... there's nothing to do here... except for swimming and playing with my lil cousins ^^ and I got my internet and Wii up and running. The downside of my internet is that I only have 1 gig a month to download and if I'm over that 1 gig I must pay the bulls wich is like 200 rupiahs a megabyte and that makes it about 16 euro's for another gig... I'm willing to pay that hehehehe =P If it keeps me blogging and online with my friends ^^ So yeah, I haven't got much to say... except that I wish Bob, who went to Japan for 5 weeks yesterday, alot of fun and good luck and let us pray that he brings us back ALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT of souvenirs or else we beat the crap out of him and put it back in via his mouth =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Owhyeah.... I miscalculated the time of how long I'm in indo... It's not 7 weeks... IT'S FREAKIN EIGHT WEEKS D: one week down, seven to go =__= damn those hippies &gt;_&lt; calender ="P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope to talk to you guys soooooooooooooon on msn, so keep checking reguraly around 5 till 8 o' clock =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOVE AL OF YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-1904665149969442470?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/1904665149969442470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=1904665149969442470&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1904665149969442470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1904665149969442470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/07/life.html' title='life: mathematical problems'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-1180632991853114042</id><published>2008-07-01T02:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T02:59:29.659+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life : things to tell before i go</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" src="http://img519.imageshack.us/img519/6040/bye1pa8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hello there peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Long time no post, right? Yeah, everybody has a sort of break around this time of year. I don't know why. Remember last year on this blog? I didn't posted for almost six month if I remember correctly. It started around this time of the year. I blame mr. Weather =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well anyway, let's get to the real subject!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Things to tell before I go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I'm going to Indo in about 34 hours or so for seven weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Seven weeks is long. Well for me it's long because most of the time there I'm bored and time flies bye so slowely. Not that Indo is boring or something like that, it's just the place I'm in. My house is like 2 hours away from the closest big fun mall &gt;_&lt; course ="P&lt;/span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well seven weeks gone... without friends... I'm going to really miss my friends... and probably you too because my readers are mostly friends hehehe =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Things to tell before I go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well after the May vacation again a lot of things happend =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I had final exams... and guess what... I PASSED!!!! WooT WooT WooT WooT WoW WooT WooT WooT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Yeah I passed... and now high school is history =( kinda weird that I'm sad cause most people thought/think high school sucks. Well to be honest... it was the best time of my life. So I'm going to really miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But I'm also looking forward to my next study. Technical Physics @ THRijswijk ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Gay school but great education!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;RESPECT 4 PHYSICS, (" ¯o¯)!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Next subject:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I thing I wasen't really honest about the school thing cause I think the weeks after the finals were maybe better. It was sooo great those weeks. Fun Fun Fun Fun Fun ^^ party after party, friends and even more friends, aah good times =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;My party is the winner of al party's. It lasted 25 hours!!!!! DAAANG I know. But it was sooo much fun ^^ I really got to know my friends better =P I really love my friends and I couldn't wish for better ones. Rietjes party was also tantoe awsome but only lasted about 18 hours or so xD me win!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Brawl~ I got it official! Me is happy =D.... done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Edo is already gone 2 indo =( He'll be there for a long long long time =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well I'm into Michael Jackson and 80's stuff right now again =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;What do I have to tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hmmm last sunday was awsome =D Drank starbucks ^^ went to parkpop! Played Brawl @ (" ¯o¯) till half pas one ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hmmmmm apparently I don't have that much to tell... I thought I would write more hehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Last few notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;See the photo at the right? I'm gonna post there a picture of my holiday everytime I'm posting so you guys don't forget my face ^^ and I'm gonna keep on trying to post. Am I making a big deal of 7 weeks? Hope not =P but I'm afraid in those seven weeks alot would happen =( and I don't wanna miss that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well bye bye now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hope to see you soo readers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Love my friends alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;ps. especially you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-1180632991853114042?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/1180632991853114042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=1180632991853114042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1180632991853114042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1180632991853114042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-things-to-tell-before-i-go.html' title='life : things to tell before i go'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-4970815304599614641</id><published>2008-05-15T20:20:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:46.905+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life : mayz vacazion i think</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/mayz.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Wtf Mayz vacazion is my reason of my absence and the weather and everything else =__= well yeah lately itz freakin hot n I cant sleep @ nite wtf!!!!! Sigh I dont know what to tell =( well lets start with the may vacation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;In the beginning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;In the beginning there was the beginning of the holiday... a day called saturday! I dont remember wtf happend on that day and I dont think Ill ever will ._. next day same story... prolly chilled with Ivan that day and the next day and the next day AND the next day. Lol one of those days I went to the Hague with Ivan.... dont remember which one... tantoe KFC &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Thursday lolzorz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oeh went to Slenaken ( somewhere near Maastricht in Limburg ) to see my family because my grandparents were married for 60 years =D yaaay. Was really fun because we stayed for four days and I saw a lot of my family members and their partners. Even saw my couson who I haven't see for a long time and even communicated with him for the first time because he only could speak for French back then but he stayed in Australia for a long time and now he could speak english and then yay?!? lol but he has a Japanese girlfriend who also came over from Tokyo what was kinda cool. Spoke a lil bit Japanese ^^ yaay I got a Japanese relative lolzorz totally useless but fun ^^; I also got a book writen by my grandparents for al of us. Its about their lifes and it is tantoe intresting. You got a lil picture of me inside of it like when I was 4 months or so aaaawh how kawaii =D and a lot of pictures of everything. Even a picture of my 1 year or so old dad looking up to a 2 meter dog or so @_@ weird but fun of course. Memory's~~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sunny daaay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Around two got back from Slenaken. It was fun to be back home so early so I could chill with my friends. Downside is I didnt said my friends I was home early so they went to tha beach without me! THE BASTARDS! Around 4 I finally found them on the beach just before they were going. Lol they were hiding behind the naked beach and the naked beach is full with musky old dwarfs so I was scared to cross it omg. After beach-a-loogey's went to bob's place to  BBQ with everyzorz. Saw Reinier and Nerrie again &lt;3 stollen ="("&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;MOOOONdaka sport dayz ~_~'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Liberation day for Holland.... BIATCH!!! Went to the swimmingpool with Ivan, Vicky, Bob, Fons and Dennis. Brought my coolsome Doraemon towel which of course every digged and everyone wanted xD Was fuun but we went way to late and we only could swim for a hour or so. After that we went to Mackey D's to feed. Wacko shizz!!!! Made a McD tower of Flurrys, Drinks and other stuff prolly =D and ate a delicious puking vomit McFlurry meats Fries meats Cheeseburger mix together with Vicks. Wanna try again?!? =D/Dx?!? It was good?!? at first but after that it tasted like a Braak!!! xD Went to the Marktplein where there was an open-air concert of unknow crap and lolzorz elvis/evils man with the sideburn Jehthro!!! ^^ was weird and ended up spotting planes for the next couple of hours. Around 10 grabbed some liquids at the shoarma place and sang ABC from the Jackson 5!!! 11 o clock fireworks back at marktplanc. It was the most lamo thing ever and it was money wasted... like I care, I got zorz an excuse to come home late ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tuesday.... '-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dont really remember... prolly did something with Ivan, Bob and Vicky.... =) owhyeah CUPCAKES LOL picture below!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday.... lol I just write it like Wensday... its freakin saying Wed-nes-day -_-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont really recall... same persons prolly =D hmmmm was it sushi with Bob and Vicky?!? It prolly was sushi... still spotting planes =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;THUNDERDAAAAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Went to the Hague with Vicky to meet up with Fanji =P went to his crib and Vicky gave him candy underwear for his bday xDxDxD tantoe hilaaarious xD Was a really malas malasan daay. Ate dim sum 41 =____=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Freedomdag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;uhm...... its absolutely blank....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Saturday again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;aah boring not gonna tell you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tay Zonday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;old story?!?! Ivan perhaps?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mondaaayz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Most weird day ever.... I think.... secret secret!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;End of tha holidaaayz... now I need to learn for my final exams which I dont to learn for.... Like they stink and crap but I have to but I dont muahahahahaha xD!!!!!!!  &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;POTD's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oowh multiple pictuuuures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Slenaakos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SCyLWDu_zjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/M3C09YHAt0M/s1600-h/DSC03008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SCyLWDu_zjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/M3C09YHAt0M/s400/DSC03008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200684880781889074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;BBQ WEIRD SHOE xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SCyLVju_ziI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QWr7R5h4IPI/s1600-h/DSC03083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SCyLVju_ziI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QWr7R5h4IPI/s400/DSC03083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200684872191954466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;whats that on the ground?!?!1?!?!one?!?111?!??!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SCyLUTu_zgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VK2kMQXt4hc/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SCyLUTu_zgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VK2kMQXt4hc/s400/DSC00172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200684850717117954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Cupcaaaakes yaaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SCyLVTu_zhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xFfwxSZeXkg/s1600-h/DSC03103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SCyLVTu_zhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xFfwxSZeXkg/s400/DSC03103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200684867896987154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-4970815304599614641?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/4970815304599614641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=4970815304599614641&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4970815304599614641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4970815304599614641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-mayz-vacazion-i-think.html' title='life : mayz vacazion i think'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/SCyLWDu_zjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/M3C09YHAt0M/s72-c/DSC03008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-5290889061880086702</id><published>2008-04-10T22:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:47.168+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TT : bob did what</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/tt2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;OOWH MAAAAN!!! Compleet!!! Reason for my long absence: gaming mood was taking control ^^; my bad =P Anyway let's get on with the Talent Time story!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"A few weeks before the Autum Break"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Crewmember of BDC: Yo, we need to get into the Talent Time show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Other crewmember of BDC: Yeah your totally right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Maybe an other crewmember: Uhuh, it's our last year. We really need to left some BDC behind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;*Bob's running towards us (maybe he was walking =S)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Bob: Yo guys, we got auditions for Talent Time on that and that date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Crewmember: WHAAAT!!! YOU SIGNED US IN?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Other crewmember: You did WHAT?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Maybe an other one: COMPLEET LOL XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Maybe a fourth one?: Lol we need to come up with a show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Bob: Totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;~to be continued~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Training Compleet for the SHOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R_555tcYNAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/6Zz8JewdyoM/s1600-h/DSC02553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R_555tcYNAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/6Zz8JewdyoM/s400/DSC02553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187717853135516674" 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/23588261-5290889061880086702?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/5290889061880086702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=5290889061880086702&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5290889061880086702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5290889061880086702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/04/tt-bob-did-what.html' title='TT : bob did what'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R_555tcYNAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/6Zz8JewdyoM/s72-c/DSC02553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-8028175226488729192</id><published>2008-03-24T15:44:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:47.678+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='custom'/><title type='text'>custom : wtf rawr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/wtfrawr.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Made these in the weekends! Just trying out some stuff =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R-e_uK4nSYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ml6JhlvE9Yo/s1600-h/DSC02907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R-e_uK4nSYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ml6JhlvE9Yo/s400/DSC02907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181320696229742978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R-fAka4nSZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MtYkXxbjquc/s1600-h/DSC02908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R-fAka4nSZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MtYkXxbjquc/s400/DSC02908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181321628237646226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R-fA_K4nSaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XCwtjISkvJo/s1600-h/DSC02896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R-fA_K4nSaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XCwtjISkvJo/s400/DSC02896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181322087799146914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;made rawr for nerrie &lt;3 his blogname and such... you know... rawr'! ah never mind =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;POSCA markers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;CANVAS&lt;br /&gt;wtf 10 x 15&lt;br /&gt;rawr 10 x 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/23588261-8028175226488729192?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/8028175226488729192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=8028175226488729192&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8028175226488729192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8028175226488729192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/03/custom-wtf-rawr.html' title='custom : wtf rawr'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R-e_uK4nSYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ml6JhlvE9Yo/s72-c/DSC02907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-8222876201288030359</id><published>2008-03-16T21:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:47.862+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TT'/><title type='text'>TT : introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/tt1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;BEAT DIGGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;TT stand for Talent Time. Talent Time has just ended yesterday and I'm being totally serial when I say that those three days were maybe one of my best days of my life. It was so much fun and the crew got closer and stronger. I named this label TT cause I don't want to make one big ass long post about one subject. I'm going to divide it in chapters and make it one big story. It's not going to be day 1, day 2 and day 3. It's going as far as training for the auditions, rehearsing at Jerry's and the school rehearsals. Don't forget the mayhem around it (like ballons and such ;D). So keep checking to look how the story of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Beat Diggerz Crew&lt;/span&gt; in the amazing Talent Time unfolds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just a teaser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R92NrnUE5GI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UbJbwx-V2_Q/s1600-h/DSC02791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R92NrnUE5GI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UbJbwx-V2_Q/s400/DSC02791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178450926973019234" 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/23588261-8222876201288030359?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/8222876201288030359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=8222876201288030359&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8222876201288030359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8222876201288030359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/03/tt-introduction.html' title='TT : introduction'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R92NrnUE5GI/AAAAAAAAAI4/UbJbwx-V2_Q/s72-c/DSC02791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-8799853379463068531</id><published>2008-03-04T22:55:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:48.023+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>junk : this are potato</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/pot1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;People complained to me cause I not posting for long periode time. Then I got advise what to post. Here is advise. BlaaT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Cool person this ----&gt; Aryan P. [Nus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Like girl in white and loves penguins! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yeah you had it coming!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I forgot what to write about him '_'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;owhyeah I do remember now =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;He is Lau (without the W) person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Chung Lau Aryan xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Here his HIGHFIVE ----&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" href="http://arian0.hyves.nl/"&gt;t( ó_Ó )~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;(hyve... Wow I think I've found the secret behind the name hyve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Blaat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Also he said he likes sheep but then he said I should replace sheep with penguins. I did ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Feeling Blaat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vergeet niet je oma te bellen =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;From Snormans xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTD&lt;br /&gt;for you Aryan&lt;br /&gt;random picture of snail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R83HxP-Q4qI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cxoXwsu8t6w/s1600-h/snail.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R83HxP-Q4qI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cxoXwsu8t6w/s400/snail.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174011195833770658" 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/23588261-8799853379463068531?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/8799853379463068531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=8799853379463068531&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8799853379463068531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8799853379463068531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/03/junk-this-are-potato.html' title='junk : this are potato'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R83HxP-Q4qI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cxoXwsu8t6w/s72-c/snail.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-8096314467351578595</id><published>2008-02-25T12:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T12:59:12.305+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>news : celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/celeb.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CELEBRAAATION TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; You know why? Well I got 2 reasons! Yesterday I was like looking back to some old posts and old blogs and then I noticed the date of those blogs and posts and you know what I found out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Firstly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've been blogging now for 2 years and 9 daaaays!!! YAAAAAY !!!!! Wow, time sure flies. It feels like it was only yesterday. My first blog was called Bekobeko Bakemono (hungry monster) and I noticed my english sucked ten times more then it does now. The post I wrote and that blogs I had were also damn useless just like the post I post on this blog =D Here is an old post from my old blog. Just for old time sakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Bringer of Bad Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The bringer of bad luck... who is it, what is it or where is it. Nobody knows, but if you ask my friends at the mosk they would al know the answer, ME. You?!? Yes, me. Why?!? Because... uhm... well yeah. Saterdays at the mosk we went to the school play area just outside the mosk and chilled there, sort of. Some of my friends went on sitting on stairs of the playhouse and some others went on playing soccer. I was like doing sort of nothing and just went from one side of the area to the other side. At a moment the ball rolled my way and I wanted to kick it back. So I did, but I missed, it went straight for the roof of the "berging" of the "gymzaal" (I don't know the words and I'm to damn lazy to search for it) and al my friends were like "NORMAAAAN". I was like "oeps, damn". So we grabbed the "ladder" (portable stairs) from the gym and I got one the roof to find two more balls then the one I kicked. A hour or something like later that we found out there was a sort of yellow bucket in the tree next to the playing area. Bored as always, we tried to get the yellow bucket out of the tree. There were two balls and like 3 or 4 sticks. We al tried to throw those things against the yellow bucket so it would fall off. Guess what, everytime I threw something up the tree it joined the yellow bucket and it was stuck in the tree. So we didn't had any stuff more to throw and al my friends were pissed on me :P. After that there was somebody with another ball so everybody started throwing again, except me, they wouldn't let me -_- the bastards. They were al like "Nooh, go away, you bad luck bringer". At a moment a stick I threw fell of the tree and as soon as it hitted the ground I grabbed it and threw it to the bucket, yes you guessed it, it got F*CKING stuck again &gt;_&lt;. More pissed on me, one of my friend started to throw to hard with a ball and it got stuck on the highest branch of the tree and we were al like " '_' ... '_' ... aaaah crap this" and went back to the mosk. Now I'm famous for being the Bad Luck Bringer MUAHAHAHA. Let's do VooDoo. Ja ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Secondly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;THIS BLOG IS ALIVE FOR ONE YEAR AND TWENTYONE DAAAAYS!!!!! YAAAAY !!!!!! Once again, time sure flies. I just can't believe it. Looking back to those days makes me feel nostalgic. I just love that feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wow. I want to thank al my readers for sticking with me this long. Without your comments I would have no motivation at al =D I also hope you guys will also stick to with me till the end =D!!!!! I love you guys ^^!!!!&lt;/span&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/23588261-8096314467351578595?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/8096314467351578595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=8096314467351578595&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8096314467351578595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8096314467351578595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/02/news-celebration.html' title='news : celebration'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2225526987045637004</id><published>2008-02-22T20:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T20:19:22.742+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>junk :  FALCON PUNCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;now this is a falcon punch!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFtw7qW7Vcw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFtw7qW7Vcw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Falcon Punch Song Ala Kirby =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNvbPzSTpPI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xNvbPzSTpPI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-2225526987045637004?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2225526987045637004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2225526987045637004&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2225526987045637004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2225526987045637004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/02/junk-falcon-punch.html' title='junk :  FALCON PUNCH'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-5183952461277189017</id><published>2008-02-19T18:45:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:22:22.242+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life : what the future holds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/future.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I like it that more people blog and blog =D. Makes me happy that I'm not the only one, but still I'm the best blogger around (*cough*bragger*cough*) =D!!!!! This time I'm not gonna talk about what has happend. I'm gonna write (talk, write... what's the difference) about what the future holds. Long term and short term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Short term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Vacation is less then a week away xD Gonne PARTY!!!! Let's see, Saturday Party, Sunday (mario) Party, Someday of the week Friends Party, Saturday Party and then prepare for school on Sunday =_=. BDC really needs to train for the Talent Time show , but lately it's getting better and so are we. What really bothers me is that examweek is soo close while the last one just ended &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WTF. I just lost half of my post so I really can't remember what I was writing. Hmmmm OWHYEAH!!!! TALEN TIME!!!! 13, 14 and 15 MARCH (doing commecial for school) BE THERE OR BE SQUARE. Well if you want to go and your not on my school and don't know anybody that's on my school I could buy it for you if I know you. Our act is gonna be numero uno =D I don't know if this should be in short term or long term but I think my chances of love are rising =S don't ask why but it's just have a feeling or a hunch. But wich girl would I like =S I don't know any girls that I really really like and I can't think of someone who likes me =S still need a gf though, aah well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Long term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Got a lil stress in this situation. Thinking about vacation situations and new school stuff. Scared of my new school =( but now I think I know what I want to become and what I want to study. I want to study 'Technological Physics' and I want to become a professor and one day you will see my name between Newton and Einstein xD!!!! Let's just hope, right? I also hope my friend cirkel will expand and stay strong! I hope I can see my friends reguraly after we part ways to new schools and lifes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So yeah, that's about it suppose =S I can't think of anything worth mentioning. Keep checking this blog and I write you in the Future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;wtf!!! It won't load pictures? The stupid bastards!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well then here's a youtube vid of FMP - Don't you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3q7Xgj9E43Y&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3q7Xgj9E43Y&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-5183952461277189017?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/5183952461277189017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=5183952461277189017&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5183952461277189017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5183952461277189017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-what-future-holds.html' title='life : what the future holds'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-6467809030889719242</id><published>2008-02-15T23:12:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:48.254+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>dance : training dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/td.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUAHAHAHAHAHA EPIC FAIL! IN YOUR FACE JORN XD! Okay back on topic. We now have a big big problem. Talent Time is less then a month away and our show still isn't perfect. Joram screws his dance. Me and Bob still aren't synched. The ending is chaotic and the house routine still needs work. SO MUCH TO DO!!!! And we thought it couldn't get worse but it did! WE DON'T HAVE A TRAINING PLACE!!!! (sort of)!!!! Theres some problems at our danceschool so we cannot train there so we have to find a other place. We have other options but their not ideal or something like that. Why must it happen now?!? btw Talen Time meetings are gaaay D= be glad your not at those meetings! My IQ dropped with 20 so my IQ is now around 160 or so xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me talk about other stuff like Valentine's Day. No love for me =D I don't mind, but I do need a girlfriend. I'm desperate but I always have my substitute gf, NERMIN xD! There were some problems but everything is now A-Okay, sort of. But that other problem is a problem I'm not gonna fix. He's up to it alone. OTHER STUFF!!! Like music =D Always nice. Music is something everybody likes. WHOOPS o.o at exactly at this moment that I'm typing this my 46 minutes of BreakBeats of Nujabes ended! Now for part B. Two parts, A and B. Both around 46 minutes long. Both filled with 90% of nice jamming breaking beats and chillin beats. How freakin sweet is that. I also discoverd a neat program called Last.fm from in depth contacts and underground networks. Yeah internet cabels go underground and they form networks and those contact points are deep in the ground. Thank You Contacts!!! Last.fm is wonderfull. In 1 day I found like 4 new Japanese musicmakers including DJ Towa Tei. He makes alot of music and also the very loved and old school 2step kind of music. 2step.... those were the days, but for me everyday is a day. You know what makes me happy? Summer days. And there were a few days that felt like summer even if the temperature was low ridin. It's been so long since I blogged. I feel like I have to write down alot to make up for the missing time but what I've been writing is just one chaotic story. I'm going from subject. Can you even follow me or are you confused?!? And it seems I've been talking more junk then about dance so maybe I need to re-edit my header and title? But you know me!!!! Let's al say it together boys and girls!!! AZNS R LAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And that's a fact for sure! Well I still need to make plans for my secret club that has only two members called MMIC. Me and the other member still need to discus how to accomplish our main goal and conquer the world with hiphop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Doctor Robotnick! Over and Out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTD&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot the crippled guy?&lt;br /&gt;Were a  confusing bunch :P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7YWUGe7bSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Bvbm7pNQdFk/s1600-h/DSC02436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7YWUGe7bSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Bvbm7pNQdFk/s400/DSC02436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167342157047754018" 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/23588261-6467809030889719242?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/6467809030889719242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=6467809030889719242&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6467809030889719242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6467809030889719242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/02/dance-training-dilemma.html' title='dance : training dilemma'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7YWUGe7bSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Bvbm7pNQdFk/s72-c/DSC02436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-4515686618554312979</id><published>2008-02-12T22:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T22:41:20.063+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>junk :  the lazyness of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I got brawl. I'm lazy to make header. Busy with brawl. Sonic n Ike = cool. Lazy. New header not Tokyo. Can U guess what city? No? To bad. I Lazy. Lot happend. Am tired of problems. Still need gf. Lazy. Help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-4515686618554312979?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/4515686618554312979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=4515686618554312979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4515686618554312979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4515686618554312979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/02/junk-lazyness-of-me.html' title='junk :  the lazyness of me'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-4863976341563997748</id><published>2008-01-29T22:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:48.447+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>games : it is time to brawl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/brawl1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;For the past few months... wait did I just say few? I mean the past 8 months and 7 days I've been looking every single day on the official website of the game Super Smash Brothers Brawl for updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; I really mean every single day that I could look. EVERY SINGLE DAY. That's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;252 &lt;/span&gt;freaking days. Now why would I go on this site every single day? For updates of course. Information updates for the best upcoming game in world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BROTHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRAWL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;That game is like heaven itself. It's better then every boys most fantasized wet dream. It's million times better then Mario Galaxy , kazzillion times better then Metroid Prime 3 an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;d omegafreakillion times better then Halo 3 (it's true Dennis)!!!! Almost everyday, except weekends and still I checked the sited on weekends (weird), there is new confirmed information about Brawl on the site. Like new items or gamemodes, even new characters are sometimes announced. 252 days of waiting till that game is out and guess what... It still isn't out in Europe. Today (officially tommorow) Brawl went on sale in Japan. JAPANESE PEOPLE ARE PLAYING IT WHILE YOU ARE READING THIS. Unbelievable. We Europes probably have to wait till the third of april but I can't wait that long so I'm gonna mod my Wii so it can play illegal games so that I can play Brawl NOW. I still will buy it thought, honest is honest. It's just I can't wait till april. Like screw that. Now I only have to see where to mod my Wii, how much it will cost (got plenty of money so that wouldn't be an issue) and if it can play Brawl Japanese, American and Europe version. Let's hope for the best so that I can play Brawl very soon. Maybe I will even start  my own foundation, the "Let Norman Play Brawl Foundation". Any donations? No? Nobody? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Like it's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; not really a photo but like I care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Boxart of Super Smash Brothers Brawl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;already taste it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5-hYpUwWII/AAAAAAAAAHw/jGOIHRCYryI/s1600-h/brawlofficialboxart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5-hYpUwWII/AAAAAAAAAHw/jGOIHRCYryI/s400/brawlofficialboxart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161021142771718274" 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/23588261-4863976341563997748?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/4863976341563997748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=4863976341563997748&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4863976341563997748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4863976341563997748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/01/games-it-is-time-to-brawl.html' title='games : it is time to brawl'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5-hYpUwWII/AAAAAAAAAHw/jGOIHRCYryI/s72-c/brawlofficialboxart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2977486012124515630</id><published>2008-01-25T15:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:48.715+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>news : cloverfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/clover.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Cloverfield... see it while it's still in the cinema's or you will regret it for the rest of your life. This movie is even better then Transformers, even better the 300 and even better then the best movie you have ever saw. It's undescribable, unbelievable, unimaginable, unstop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;pable, untoppable and plain unreal. When your going to see it in the cinema's (it's a must to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; see it in the cinema's!!!!!) prepare yourself not as if your going to see a movie but prepare yourself to experience something. So watch this movie not in a movie-mood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;but in a serieous-I'm-gonna-experience-something-now-mood. It's the best movie ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5n1TZUwWFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/yxD2qU_LD2o/s1600-h/cloverfield-poster-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5n1TZUwWFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/yxD2qU_LD2o/s400/cloverfield-poster-thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159424561693874258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;POTD&lt;br /&gt;After movie mayhem! Could only be created by Asians. ME =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5n_X5UwWHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Zg8g4TlUz1E/s1600-h/DSC02248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5n_X5UwWHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Zg8g4TlUz1E/s400/DSC02248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159435634119563378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-2977486012124515630?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2977486012124515630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2977486012124515630&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2977486012124515630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2977486012124515630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/01/news-cloverfield.html' title='news : cloverfield'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5n1TZUwWFI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/yxD2qU_LD2o/s72-c/cloverfield-poster-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2399644896819439266</id><published>2008-01-22T15:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:49.053+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bdc'/><title type='text'>oeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oeps... I totally forgot somebody. WHAHAHAHAHA. Sorry smoke. I forgot you were in the crew to, it's because I don't have a single picture of you that was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; made last friday xD. Well here it is just for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5YGcBFv-8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/s93L2VYZHzo/s1600-h/smo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5YGcBFv-8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/s93L2VYZHzo/s320/smo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158317501598137282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jorn Goet&lt;br /&gt;Smoke&lt;br /&gt;17 years&lt;br /&gt;Windmills and a lil bit of that&lt;br /&gt;6-4 year?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAY... scary isn't he =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTD&lt;br /&gt;The start of summer outdoor break session. It's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5YHBRFv-9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Lk_UO_BmtE4/s1600-h/102_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5YHBRFv-9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Lk_UO_BmtE4/s400/102_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158318141548264402" 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/23588261-2399644896819439266?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2399644896819439266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2399644896819439266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2399644896819439266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2399644896819439266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/01/oeps.html' title='oeps'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5YGcBFv-8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/s93L2VYZHzo/s72-c/smo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2843176602156679120</id><published>2008-01-20T21:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:50.251+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bdc'/><title type='text'>bdc : presenting our stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/bdc1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;It just keeps coming, those posts.  Anyway, as you've read, there was a battle friday nite. Now you may wonder "what kinda battle"? If you had payed attention you noticed we called ourselves bboy's, aka Breaking Boy's. Were breakdancers. And were a crew, the Beat Diggerz Crew (BDC). From now on I have made a new label called BDC. A label is that thingie that's infront of the post title like dance or photo or life etc. Well at the BDC label I'm gonna talk about BDC. O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt; RLY?!?!? Jup. But before I tell wacko story's about my crew I have to introduce the members first. Well here they are. btw the info goes as following: Name, Bboy nick, Age, what kinda Bboy, years of Bboying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OuohFv-1I/AAAAAAAAAGI/csRjROGYhlI/s1600-h/moi+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OuohFv-1I/AAAAAAAAAGI/csRjROGYhlI/s320/moi+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157658009369836370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;orman Hendriks&lt;br /&gt;Nori/dr Robotnik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;18 years&lt;br /&gt;Dancing is my thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;5 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OuxBFv-2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/z71faUgir5w/s1600-h/ner+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OuxBFv-2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/z71faUgir5w/s320/ner+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157658155398724450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nermin Camo&lt;br /&gt;Urmabic/Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;16 years&lt;br /&gt;All Around I suppose&lt;br /&gt;6 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OvSRFv-3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/oqVuB6zCLBM/s1600-h/rei+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OvSRFv-3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/oqVuB6zCLBM/s320/rei+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157658726629374834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Reinier v.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;d. Smeede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Solid&lt;br /&gt;17 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Powerhead with Style&lt;br /&gt;6 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OvoxFv-4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/JI-ERUvfq88/s1600-h/bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OvoxFv-4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/JI-ERUvfq88/s320/bob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157659113176431490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Bob Smit&lt;br /&gt;Bob?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;17 years&lt;br /&gt;Smooth?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;6 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5Ov4RFv-5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/9wOKO0vZ2CA/s1600-h/jel+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5Ov4RFv-5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/9wOKO0vZ2CA/s320/jel+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157659379464403858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Joram Janson&lt;br /&gt;MonkeyJelly&lt;br /&gt;17 years&lt;br /&gt;n00b xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;about 1.5 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OwdBFv-6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/CayxAEpcPDM/s1600-h/saw+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OwdBFv-6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/CayxAEpcPDM/s320/saw+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157660010824596386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Shane ?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Shaneless&lt;br /&gt;17 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Blended Power and Style Caramel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;?!? 4-5 years ?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's BDC... Watch forward to some weird school and break shanghai action moves and some lame ass sweet battles. It will be probably really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Signed by dr Robotnik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTD&lt;br /&gt;EARTHQUAKE!!!!! Noh stupid, WE WON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OxYhFv-7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/M3AVjA14mkk/s1600-h/DSC02127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OxYhFv-7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/M3AVjA14mkk/s400/DSC02127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157661033026812850" 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/23588261-2843176602156679120?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2843176602156679120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2843176602156679120&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2843176602156679120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2843176602156679120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/01/bdc-presenting-our-stats.html' title='bdc : presenting our stats'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R5OuohFv-1I/AAAAAAAAAGI/csRjROGYhlI/s72-c/moi+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-5090649973756287169</id><published>2008-01-19T23:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:16:38.363+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>dance : victory is shining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/victory.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WE WON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ETHNIX WIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;NATIVES LOSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-5090649973756287169?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/5090649973756287169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=5090649973756287169&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5090649973756287169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5090649973756287169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/01/dance-victory-is-shining.html' title='dance : victory is shining'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-6999403958848937676</id><published>2008-01-18T18:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:09:32.647+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>dance : battle of the races</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/battle.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Tonite I'm gonna battle the whities!!! It's finally time to see who's better, the imigrants or the natives. Battle of the Races&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;From left to right:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Bboy Swetsnel (Nermin(L)), Bboy Nori (Moi), Bboy Jelly (Joran), Bboy Solid (Reinier),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;It's me and Swetsnel versus Solid and Jelly. Solid is clearly the strongest here but Jelly is just a third leg so were gonna kick Jelly's ass and when Solid is alone he certainly can't handle us both, it's the truth! WE'LL SMOKE THEM.... POOF,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hey, that rhymes! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;You will see the result up later tonite... stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;ps, I'm thinking of changing my bboy nick to Bboy (dr) Robotnik. I kinda like the sound of that. Doctor Robotnik and Swetsnel versus Jelly and Solid =D.&lt;/span&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/23588261-6999403958848937676?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/6999403958848937676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=6999403958848937676&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6999403958848937676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6999403958848937676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/01/dance-battle-of-races.html' title='dance : battle of the races'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-6973169208813462966</id><published>2008-01-06T23:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:50.440+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life : my holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/holiday.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Gaaawd, how boring was my holiday at sometimes. Okay let me show you my holiday: lot o Metroid, lot o Eating, lot o Sleeping, lil bit o Breakdance, lil bit o Friends chilling, lil bit o Friends(I mean the show Friends), lot o Comedy Central, lil bit o Shopping, lot o Chatting and did I mention lot o Metroid? Well yeah, it was quit boring indeed this holiday. Tomorrow school starts and I'm sort of looking forward to it, still figuring out if wich one. I got Metroid Prime 3 Corruption on Saturday morning and I must say, if your a Wii owner get this game Asap. Best game on the Wii together with Galaxy. . . AAARG MY HEART. Thinking about the best game makes me think about Super Smash Bros. Brawl, the best game that will be coming this year for the Wii. It makes my heart hurts that the Japanese people can play it on 24e of January and I don't even know when I can play. It hurts so much. AAARG. Anyway, I found alot of music the past few days. Lurve it. MOE =3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daishi Dance clip LUVE (he's a dj btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X9HsHuyg5gU&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X9HsHuyg5gU&amp;rel=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;We were very sad that there's an end to Animecon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I will tell you all about it in an other post of tales of my youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R4FUBhFv-0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vUQ2japYiBg/s1600-h/lol+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R4FUBhFv-0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vUQ2japYiBg/s400/lol+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152491833727646530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-6973169208813462966?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/6973169208813462966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=6973169208813462966&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6973169208813462966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6973169208813462966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-my-holiday.html' title='life : my holiday'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R4FUBhFv-0I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vUQ2japYiBg/s72-c/lol+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-5944648548801522222</id><published>2007-12-22T23:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:51.920+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><title type='text'>photo: icecoldwinterwonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/ice.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;It snowed a lil at my place so I toke the oppertunity and grabbed my cam and shot some pictures together with D. Some are from his cam and some are from my cam. You can't really tell how beautiful it was from the pictures but omg it was astonishing and absolutely gorgeous. It's because the pictures are kinda dark that you can't see the snow in it full white glow. Hmmm, makes me think. How would we look at snow if snow was black instead of white?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22LHxFv-rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/gZnu10rMXCQ/s1600-h/DSC01924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22LHxFv-rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/gZnu10rMXCQ/s400/DSC01924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146922914707143346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22LVBFv-sI/AAAAAAAAAFA/C9FnNrFlqxo/s1600-h/DSC01971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22LVBFv-sI/AAAAAAAAAFA/C9FnNrFlqxo/s400/DSC01971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146923142340410050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22LwhFv-tI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uC2NxXY85Ow/s1600-h/DSC01926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22LwhFv-tI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uC2NxXY85Ow/s400/DSC01926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146923614786812626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22MNBFv-uI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gYH4hnTDXQ0/s1600-h/DSC01932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22MNBFv-uI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gYH4hnTDXQ0/s400/DSC01932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146924104413084386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22MshFv-vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nMsKCbLMV8g/s1600-h/IMG_6622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22MshFv-vI/AAAAAAAAAFY/nMsKCbLMV8g/s400/IMG_6622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146924645578963698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22NLRFv-wI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QEzX72rW5EE/s1600-h/IMG_6626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22NLRFv-wI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QEzX72rW5EE/s400/IMG_6626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146925173859941122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22N_xFv-xI/AAAAAAAAAFo/y471xYcGYwk/s1600-h/IMG_6643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22N_xFv-xI/AAAAAAAAAFo/y471xYcGYwk/s400/IMG_6643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146926075803073298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22OdRFv-yI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Qv1-szwGgho/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22OdRFv-yI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Qv1-szwGgho/s400/DSC01970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146926582609214242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Look mom cropcircles!!! No Billy, those are snowcircles and they were made by bubblegum man from the planet of RaisinLand where King John rules. Ooooooh, okay mom =3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22O8RFv-zI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ghf4nqSryBM/s1600-h/IMG_6631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22O8RFv-zI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ghf4nqSryBM/s400/IMG_6631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146927115185158962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Off Topic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I would like to welcome a new member to the blog community. Mr "D"! He's a really good friend of mine and he posted a bit on th Bdc blog but now he got a blog of his own. Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://brinkofinsaneness.blogspot.com/"&gt;click me for I am a link&lt;/a&gt;. I have high expectations of that guy. BTW As some of you may have noticed. Some kind of magic trick made firefox work with my blog. I'm guessing it was the Space Invaders background. How'd you like my sort of new layout anyway? Like the kirby and moogle sleeping? And the space invaders? I'm not that keen about the invaders, maybe need a different pattern and colour scheme. Dunno. Any tips? Give me your opinion on the layout please!&lt;/span&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/23588261-5944648548801522222?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/5944648548801522222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=5944648548801522222&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5944648548801522222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5944648548801522222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/12/photo-icecoldwinterwonderland.html' title='photo: icecoldwinterwonderland'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R22LHxFv-rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/gZnu10rMXCQ/s72-c/DSC01924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-4987616650406998734</id><published>2007-12-15T21:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:52.139+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>junk: value of commenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/commenting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I don't think that many people know the real value of commenting, matter fact, I know that many people doesn't know the real value of commenting. You know how frustrating it is if you write a post, be it a good or bad post, and nobody gives a comment. It's like you talk to your friends and the ignore you 100% completely. No response at al. So owh damn frustrating. What's so hard about leaving a lil message, at least I know you read it. I know bloggers in my friend circle and they know how not cool it is if nobody comments. I know bloggers who quit because nobody comments. Sometimes I feel like quiting but I won't cause I know that there are some loyal readers out there (yes, you mermaid). I ask you to just comment a lil. I don't even care if you flame me. At least I know then that there are readers. Bleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Of Topic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Some of you have seen the different lay-out with the rainbow on the left. Well it was a test fase and I saw that there were major glitches on my blog so I put it back on default. Have to fix it and tune it up a bit. I'm also working on the problem with firefox users. I'm trying to run my blog so it's readible for everybody, be it Inet Explo or FireF or even Apple browsers, I will make it work... somehow =P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cosplayers4LiFe ZOMG xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Grabbed an old picture from the vacation of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My two lil nephews from Indo, Malang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Spidie = Hugo, Red Ranger = Aa (Fauzan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Aren't they cute?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Peace Out and Rock On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144308821517138594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R2RBnhFv-qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oKG16pVlPAI/s400/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-4987616650406998734?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/4987616650406998734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=4987616650406998734&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4987616650406998734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/4987616650406998734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/12/junk-value-of-commenting.html' title='junk: value of commenting'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R2RBnhFv-qI/AAAAAAAAAEw/oKG16pVlPAI/s72-c/DSC00455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-8845848515704962677</id><published>2007-12-11T15:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:52.581+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tales'/><title type='text'>life : tales of my youth point 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/point1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Welcome to my tales of my youth. Even although Í'm still young I called this topic like this because I want to remember it when I grow old. So called preperations for the future. Me and my friends are gonna try to do something weird every week and I will report about it right here. These tales doesn't need to go about the very week weird thing. It could go about something I think is worth remembering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;This day, when I woke up I knew it's gonna be so weird. Me, Nermin and Bob made a plan to have a real diner at school today, we invited Reinier to come to. So our plan was to eat a real diner in the school break. With plates, forks, spoons, napkins and even a table cloth. So we al did our share and brought some stuff with us. Nermin did the preperations in the free hour he got before the break. You know wich table he choose. The most obvious one in the whole cafeteria. It was standing al alone on the school stage and Nermin choose that table to have diner on. zomg. Well okay. Economics was finished so I rushed to the scene to see how it looked like. I was kinda surprised cause it looked okay, at least better then I had expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142722513373604978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R16e4OwJrHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UHrCPY-6FLI/s400/DSC01815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Preperations complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142722328690011234" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R16etewJrGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/c3g-couZkUU/s400/DSC01816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Nermin waiting for the rest of us. Look what a view we have. The number one place in resto La Alfrink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Looks nice doesn't it. Well my ma cooked bami. Alot of it too. We al promised to bring our share of food but we ended up eating my ma's food only and Bob a lil bit of his own food. While we were waiting for Bob to join diner Marcel, BIG ASS MOFO concierge (bald) came sitting next to Reinier and started to put the bami on al our food like he was expecting it and like it was a normal day but he left after that. DINER TIME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142721714509687874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R16eJuwJrEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dJlwf5S7s24/s400/DSC01818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;It was good. Thanx MOM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142721856243608658" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R16eR-wJrFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/R_8QKfTJVpU/s400/DSC01817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Me: So Bob, how was work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Bob: It was okay, but god. You've gotta see Johnson, his hair looks terrible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Reinier: Wuahahahaha, your right. His hair looks so funny. Just like a lepricon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Nermin: Ieuw, gross! There's pubics in my food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Reinier: Buahahahaha, I think that's my pubic xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-8845848515704962677?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/8845848515704962677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=8845848515704962677&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8845848515704962677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8845848515704962677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-tales-of-my-youth-point-1.html' title='life : tales of my youth point 1'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R16e4OwJrHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/UHrCPY-6FLI/s72-c/DSC01815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-1241498736999004544</id><published>2007-11-25T22:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:53.007+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>game : GAMEPLAY 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/gp07.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It felt like it was only yesterday that it was gameplay 2006 and now were standing at gameplay 2007. Unbelievable. It was more fun then last year but last year was fun to because it was the premier for the Wii en PS3 for me and my friends. Anyway let's get to the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Games:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well there weren't many games that I wanted to play. Not many cool premiers. I played Mario and Sonic at the Olympic Games. Damn that game makes your arms fall of -_-. It was okay. I wanted to play Rock Band but there was online a demo of "pro's" playing. LAME. Uhm... Owh yeah, Army of Two. Played it Co-Op with Dennis. Kinda rip off of Gears of War but it was okay, a lil chaotic. Frontlines Fuel of War. I owned Dennis in that game but that was because he had major lag but that's okay cause even if there wasen't lag he knows I will own him because computer FPS is my territory muahahahaha. Owh yeah, I also played Unreal Tournament 3. Was really fun and I played against the world chapion Lauke. It ended up third. Me and my friends really need to buy that game so we can shoot each other to the ninth heaven. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136903472033517586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R0nyfcgHUBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TcoFncEhPSM/s400/P1010078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Me playin Unreal Tournament 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Babes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Saw a few hotties but not something for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136904219357827106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R0nzK8gHUCI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Me8kqigk85A/s400/P1010099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Boothbabe of the year award went to the middle one, the blondie and I think she's the most fugly of the three. The one in the white should have won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Goodies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Let's put it this way. If al my friends put there goodies together I still would have more goodies =D. Okay let's make a list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2x sega keychain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x xbox flute/light (got three but gave one to Nerrie and one to a lil kid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;3x condoms o.o (one for nerrie 2 for me xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x sega keycord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x Colin McRea keychain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;??x Assasins Creed tattoo's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x bottle with liquid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2x acer keycord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x box of mint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x Power Unlimited (it was just lying there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x Player One Magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x big bag of MSI??? or something like that. used it to store my goodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;3-5x stickers of something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x internet sticker leaflet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x wii book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and now the cool goodies (sort of):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x supreme commander t-shirt (girls size -_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x Conan figure (you don't wanna know how I got it... well you do wanna know but I'm not telling but it's the most funny story ever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and now the most awsome goodie ever!!!! (but I don't have any use for it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;1x ASSASINS CREED THE GAME (for PS 3 -_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Don't have a PS3 but I'm planning to buy one and now I got more motivation and reason to buy one, right? ^_^ It as my lucky day. I really was on a killing spree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The trip back to home on the train was hella fun xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;POTD: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136905658171871282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R0n0esgHUDI/AAAAAAAAAEI/K8s4k5PsTSY/s400/DSC01771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Somebody left his/her baggage. This Nerrie looks angry. don't wanna see the massacre when the owner picks him up at the Lost and Found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-1241498736999004544?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/1241498736999004544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=1241498736999004544&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1241498736999004544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1241498736999004544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/game-gameplay-2007.html' title='game : GAMEPLAY 2007'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R0nyfcgHUBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/TcoFncEhPSM/s72-c/P1010078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-6417423584560122772</id><published>2007-11-15T18:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:53.111+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>POTD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RzyHgsgHUAI/AAAAAAAAADw/d4ftZXGUpSI/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133126671066943490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RzyHgsgHUAI/AAAAAAAAADw/d4ftZXGUpSI/s400/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;VOTE ME FOR WORLD PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't mind Lauw on the background!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;GO NERRIE. Wish I was that hot =P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-6417423584560122772?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/6417423584560122772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=6417423584560122772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6417423584560122772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/6417423584560122772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/potd.html' title='POTD'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RzyHgsgHUAI/AAAAAAAAADw/d4ftZXGUpSI/s72-c/IMG_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-3776788134387111863</id><published>2007-11-15T18:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:25:43.358+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophical'/><title type='text'>philosophical: images</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I will tell you later what has happend in the last week and that's alot. I wanted to talk about images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;After watching the last episode of the O.C. I realised something. You should cherish everything you see cause it is certain that you will never see it again. Every image you see is only for that moment. Never again will it come back. I don't mean an image by a photo or a picture. I mean an image that you see through your eyes. What you are seeing right now. That moment will only be a memory from now on. That the clouds have that shape, that size and are floating in that area while that bird is going to that building that is rayed by the sun while that person is walking over there. Something you likely will never see again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cherish every image like you cherish every moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;With and without loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Rave it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-3776788134387111863?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/3776788134387111863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=3776788134387111863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/3776788134387111863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/3776788134387111863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/philosophical-images.html' title='philosophical: images'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-3288732526592035157</id><published>2007-11-10T15:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:53.267+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>junk: this junk will make you laugh really hard and that other junk will make you think about how retarded japanese people sometimes can be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192);font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh my what a long title. It doesn't make any sense but neither is the following video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZA1NoOOoaNw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZA1NoOOoaNw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;BENNY &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;LAVAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)"&gt;NINJA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;MADE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192)"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;MOVEMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I PUT &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;PAPAYA&lt;/span&gt; THERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A JETPACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;OPERATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I FOUGHT A &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;M&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192);font-family:arial;" &gt;JAPENESE RETARDS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131226540594935634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RzXHWi43t1I/AAAAAAAAADo/XlRyh8kHhZQ/s400/paperdir.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;source: japanitup.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;If you leave it unattended in a place (the inside of car) becoming a high temperature and might transform it when it can get closer to fire. Please dry printed matter such as a magic, a copy, fax well, and enter. ??????? WTF ???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(192,192,192);font-family:Arial;" &gt;It's English Instructions on a Japanese paper product. First, it doesn't make any sense. MAGIC??? and ENTER??? and Second, why does paper need intructions????&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/23588261-3288732526592035157?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/3288732526592035157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=3288732526592035157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/3288732526592035157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/3288732526592035157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/junk-this-junk-will-make-you-laugh.html' title='junk: this junk will make you laugh really hard and that other junk will make you think about how retarded japanese people sometimes can be'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RzXHWi43t1I/AAAAAAAAADo/XlRyh8kHhZQ/s72-c/paperdir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-1771981715121755697</id><published>2007-11-09T22:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:53.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life: missing them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/missing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today my grandma and my dad went back to Indo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm kinda sad. I wish my dad was here for a little longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Without him this house turns into such a dull and cold place. My grandma was here for a month with my dad. My dad is working on a vacation house. That house is soo totally awsome sweet crazy nice tropical relaxing beautiful and just wow. My dad is gonna try to have it finished in february. My grandma is such a nice person. She's so sweet and she gives me a warm feeling. I really miss them already. We brought them to the airport this morning and said goodbye. Owh how I miss my family in Indo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;POTD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130963151725508418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RzTXzS43t0I/AAAAAAAAADg/27ROWpSHQik/s400/DSC01714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A few days ago I was studying in a study area in school. I was waiting for my Dutch exam so I started learning Chemistry with my earphones in and my IPod on Jazztronik. It soothed my mind and soul. At a moment I was kinda tired of studying so I just closed the book and lay my head on the table and started thinking about stuff. It was deep. Kinda realized how significant my existence is in this world, but you need to make the best of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;NoriPori&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/23588261-1771981715121755697?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/1771981715121755697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=1771981715121755697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1771981715121755697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1771981715121755697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-missing-them.html' title='life: missing them'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RzTXzS43t0I/AAAAAAAAADg/27ROWpSHQik/s72-c/DSC01714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-8054582316694799622</id><published>2007-11-09T22:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:26:10.154+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>news: starbucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BELIEVE IT OR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BUT I SAW &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HEAVEN&lt;/span&gt; IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;THE MAKING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;TARBUCKS&lt;/span&gt; IN HOLLAND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;IT'S A STEP FORWARD IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;DUTCH EVOLUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DUTCH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;EVOLUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DUTCH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EVOLUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;ON SCHIPHOL AIRPORT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WAS IT &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;OPTICAL&lt;/span&gt; OR WAS IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;JUST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MY &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ILLUSION&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-8054582316694799622?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/8054582316694799622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=8054582316694799622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8054582316694799622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8054582316694799622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/news-starbucks.html' title='news: starbucks'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2465255291706869511</id><published>2007-11-08T16:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:53.486+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><title type='text'>photo: a picture a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;He just didn't? Neri bited me. Ah, I don't really care. Good for him to have vids on youtube with him and his hologram chair. *clap,clap,clap,*. So now I'm gonna bite him. You know his SOTD, Song Of The Day. Every day (post) he gives a song of the day. I think that's a really cool idea. So my bite of him is I'll do the same except I'm not having a song, I'm having a picture I toke that day. POTD, Picture Of The Day. I think it's a cool idea. Look forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A picture a day, keeps the writersblock away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;POTD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130500854330668850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RzMzWC43tzI/AAAAAAAAADY/_PCSlGnYo2U/s400/DSC01716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The 'stitle examen' sign. A sign that is hanged in the weeks of exams. I choose this picture because today I had my last exam for this period. Others still have a few exams to do. I am so happy now. It feels like vacation ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-2465255291706869511?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2465255291706869511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2465255291706869511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2465255291706869511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2465255291706869511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/photo-picture-day.html' title='photo: a picture a day'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RzMzWC43tzI/AAAAAAAAADY/_PCSlGnYo2U/s72-c/DSC01716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-54280114661851366</id><published>2007-11-05T16:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:26:31.427+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>junk: like how?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2021/1875216644_d6f1e2cf62.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2021/1875216644_d6f1e2cf62.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;WTF!!! Who filmed us? I didn't knew!!! WERPARKULEM!!!! whut? o.o xD Dx &lt;_&gt; XD. Funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bF90TENx4b0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bF90TENx4b0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-54280114661851366?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/54280114661851366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=54280114661851366&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/54280114661851366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/54280114661851366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/custom-like-how.html' title='junk: like how?'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-8531697861440575047</id><published>2007-11-05T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:53.594+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otaku'/><title type='text'>otaku: dannychoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/Ry86i8pHm0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/aV01x7fDbU8/s1600-h/dannychoo+banner.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129382872666839874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/Ry86i8pHm0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/aV01x7fDbU8/s400/dannychoo+banner.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me again!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I wanted my world to know about the wonderfull site of dannychoo. Dannychoo is a chinese/english person who was born(?) and raised in the UK. Now he lifes in my favorite country Japan, Tokyo. He's very famous in the otaku world and is commonly know as the Shibuya Dance Trooper. I doubt that you haven't see the video of a Star Wars Storm Trooper dancing, that's him. His site is full with otaku stuff, japanese related content, figure reviews, his life and job. His site has a mascot girl called Mirai (future), it's that girl at the top left corner of his banner. His site is so well know that there's even an anime coming out about his mascot this december, I'm so gonna watch it. How awsome is that. His site is really worth checking out. Everyday I check what is new and what he has posted. There's even a lil bit of ero in for those pervs. There's always something interesting on it. I love that site and I so envy his life. He became something I always wanted to become. Living in Japan, have an awsome blog, become famous and worldy know in the otaku and business world. Aaaah dreams, so wonderful. I still have a long way to go. Here's a link to his website:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dannychoo.com/"&gt;http://www.dannychoo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Enjoy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jUcetR-xvYM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jUcetR-xvYM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-8531697861440575047?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/8531697861440575047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=8531697861440575047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8531697861440575047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8531697861440575047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/otaku-dannychoo.html' title='otaku: dannychoo'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/Ry86i8pHm0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/aV01x7fDbU8/s72-c/dannychoo+banner.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-5307064489410883482</id><published>2007-11-05T15:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T17:09:14.829+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otaku'/><title type='text'>otaku: avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know. I was like studying sunday until I toke a break at 2 o clock. I went down to my mom's bedroom and turned on the tv. I started zapping and ended up on Nickelodeon. There was a Avatar: the last airbender marathon. Me liking Avatar a bit realised that it was uber. Avatar is a great serie, even if it's spoken in dutch. So I ended up watching it till 5 o clock. 3 hours wasted. Didn't study at all in those few hours. Avatar is really an amazing anime; or americame, that's how I prefer to say it. If I was in that world I wish I could bend air. An airbender. The uses of airbending are almost limited. You could make vacuum en cancel out fire. You could make the air molecuuls go so fast that friction against the ground/object become so great that it will burn and heat will fill the surrounding. You could cut anything. You can fly. You can have an unlimited supply of free energy with wind. So many uses, but because Aang is the last airbender I thing I would go for earth even if fire is more usefull. I think earth is so mighty. I could make a house out of nothing, how cool is that ^_^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah, I ended up not studying. Bad Norman, very bad Norman. But even so, I feel like I aced the physics exam. I wouldn't be surprised if I got an A+. I went smooth and perfect and sooooo great. I almost pissed my pants for nothing. My heart could fly out of my chest any moment back then and slaughter everybody in his way. So damn stupid that I felt that nervous. Now I need to study for Algebra and Chemistry. I hate chemistry. If I just could freeze time for more learning like Hiro Nakamura, Space and Time bending. A cool ability for Avatar, but that would also ruin the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll be seeing you lads, baibai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BLURGHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://caps.airbender.net/img/w11/0321.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-5307064489410883482?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/5307064489410883482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=5307064489410883482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5307064489410883482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5307064489410883482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/junk-avatar.html' title='otaku: avatar'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-2414287660110352093</id><published>2007-11-02T16:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:53.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>no category : feeling better</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/feeling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RytZO8pHmzI/AAAAAAAAADI/24o8B6Za6lE/s1600-h/round+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm feeling alot better then yesterday. Because I talked to someone and I sort of got it of my chest. So that's brilliant news. I'm again in my usual happy vibe with some overview of different persons. I'm now more harder to crack, I suppose. You emo's really need to respect life. Dunno why I said that but emo's are so gaaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No category. Why do you suppose that is? It's simple. I just don't know under wich category I have to place this, life seems the most logical choice but screw life, I mean the category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Music. One of the most beautiful things in life. The magical power of music goes beyond universes, beyond the stars, beyond the heavens, beyond the mystical and most importantly beyond the soul where it touches your heart. Imagine life without music. That would be alot harder then it is now. It's magnificent is beyond comprehension. Our brain can't grab the concept of music but it can touch the heart as deep as the ocean. I love music, who doesn't. I can tell you that there's nobody who can life without music if they haven't already cast music away. You should respect every music that has heart in it. No commercial music, that sucks. Real music that is in synchronization with your ears that are connected to your heart. Where you are yourself and not somebody else. But every persons music wave is different. I'm in love with my music wave. It loves a wide range of music and can enjoy everyone of them to the fullest bit. Music brings people, music is a way of communication, music can make love, music is a delivery system, music is the sugar on top of the sugar, music is that thing you hold most adorable, music is the beat of your heart, music fills a hole (partial), music is the worm hole to the other side of the world, music is you, me and the rest. You gotta admit, some songs give us the feeling of eating a hot chocolate sundae fudge melt cake with whipped cream and a strawberry on top of it to make it just perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;School. Exams are monday. Crap I gotta learn but no, I'm talking rubbish here while I gotta learn. I'm so nervous but I don't have to be. I believe in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today. What happend today? I don't really remember, but I know school is getting more fun by the day, well almost then. Yesterday Bobo brought a keyboard to school. A children retro small old keyboard, it was hella fun. Played on it in the break with some friends ^^. I'm thinking of buying a rubber keyboard that you can roll and put in your pocket. I also get the feeling I'm making more and more friends each day, getting to know each other better and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Love. Not much happend here. Just looking to girls, that's al.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Job. Got a job at a callcenter! Finally my first job, My first day is on the 12th of november. Kinda nervous cause I'm not such a good talker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Life. Just try to enjoy it to the fullest, like I did. Yes, did. There were times I was happier, but it's getting better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well I'l be going now. Learning. Wish me al the luck I can get, not only for the exams but also on other things like job or love or something like that ^^. See us at TT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-2414287660110352093?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/2414287660110352093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=2414287660110352093&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2414287660110352093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/2414287660110352093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-category-feeling-better.html' title='no category : feeling better'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-597802060949378467</id><published>2007-11-02T00:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:53:26.201+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's alive!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seems I'm still alive. After almost nine months there's another post. Nine months. Alot has happend in those nine months. If you look back to those days it seems like a complete different world. Where do I start? I'm not starting. Well a lil bit of information can't hurt. I passed to the next grade. I'm in my exam year. I became 18. I still love al of my friends. Went to Singapore. My dad is back for a while with my grandma... That's about it. I'm posting again. That is the important stuff here. Well to be frank, wich I'm not cause my name is Nori not Frank, I got alot on my chest. I just wanna scream it out but I can't. It involves dying... :0 that was a joke haha fat chance -_-. Nah, it involves schoolexams, friends, love, driving, money, jobs and a lot of misery. Not really or really, it's sort of real. I just have a hole in my heart and I want to fill it and I know with what I have to fill it but it's hard to find that what. Everyday I think about my problems and about the happy part of my life. But it's always falling asleep with that hole in my heart =(. Well I talked not alot?????questionmark???. Help me keep this blog alive by commenting and showing that people are reading it, that includes you. I thank you very much for you attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;signing out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;your beloved Norman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-597802060949378467?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/597802060949378467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=597802060949378467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/597802060949378467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/597802060949378467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-alive.html' title='It&apos;s alive!!!'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-8136022039121390879</id><published>2007-03-14T15:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:53:38.609+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life: enjoying my status as absence</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/status.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pretty empty isn't it? My last post was almost a month ago. There are a few reasons why is wasn't present on my blog. The main reason is in the title of this post. I was enjoying my status as absent. There's nothing better then to worry about nothing. Just relax. I was to busy chillin then waste my time on blogging. But now I'm here again, but that doesn't mean you will see a new post everyday of the week, expect at least one every week. There are a few things I'm enjoying now. I like the fact that it almost feels like summer outside but it's not even spring, it's still winter. Makes me thing that the global warming isn't that bad until we al get drowned. At least we drown warm. About 1.5 week ago I had vacation. A sort fun funny vacation spent with my n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;akama Fanji. The only negative thing was that I spent like 90% of my vacation with Fanji and didn't really had the vacation feeling, but I discoverd once again how fun Generals can be if you Lan, that is if your friend doesn't only use artillery, airplanes and mini superweapons (yes, I'm talking to you "D" &gt;_&lt;;). I also found a new band that I think is wonderful. The funny thing is that they're Mexican and sing in Spanish. But I found out that Spanish is a beautiful language if you sing with it. When one talks Spanish it sounds a lot less relax and romantic, but it still is a nice language. The band is an electropop band. Electropop and Telepop are a sort of new genre of music that's just to wonderful to be true. The band is called Belanova, bela means beautyful in Portuguese and nova means new in Portuguese. It consist of a vocalist with a beautiful voice, a programmer/keyboarder and a bassist that looks weird but is kinda cool. You guys should listen to them. Crap. I wanna go outside and train aerials. I'm training flips now, I'm going to be the flipper of my crew. Finally there's some use for me in the crew. Another reason of my absence was because I borrowed Kingdom Hearts 2 from Bebob. Crap that game is awsome. I played part 1 al the way to the end in like a week. Same with KH 2, sort of. You know that I was anti-PS3 ( yeah I was ), but now I want to buy one just for KH 3. That's gonna be an awsome game. But I will buy a PS 3 in like a year or three so the price of a PS 3 has drastically dropped. 500 freaking euries. Must be crazy. Anyway, now I'm going to enjoy my status of being absence again. See you again someday. someday. anyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-8136022039121390879?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/8136022039121390879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=8136022039121390879&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8136022039121390879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8136022039121390879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-enjoying-my-status-as-absence.html' title='life: enjoying my status as absence'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-1574833625936180665</id><published>2007-02-21T22:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T08:17:42.601+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life: why is it so hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/why.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life is hard, isn't it? Or was is hard? I don't know anymore.  I just want to live my life the way I want to. Become that, do this, have all of those and most of all have the dreamgirl of my dreams. Everyone wants that. It's the dream of every person... let me refer, the dream of every straight guy or lesbian. Gay guys don't want any dreamgirl, they want a dreamYMCAmember. Please oh please just let me go to Japan, build my home, keep my friends and give me my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;F***!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish it was that easy. To achieve al of that you need to study and be pretty lucky. It al depends how the universe reacts on you. Like the universe reacts. We don't know that, but we don't know alot of things. Back to the subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;F***!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Study, be lucky, get good grades, having connections, high IQ, great SQ, strong EQ. This is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;STR: 16 (need to work on that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DEX: 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CON: 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;INT: 19 (nerd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WIS: 20 (I'm very wise, but how do I proof that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CHA: 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Race: Human ( why can't I be super human)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alignment: Chaotic weird (just believe me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AC: 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class: Dreamer (aaaah... sugeee..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If life was a video game it would be so easy. It would be train, level up, train level up, kill, pick up Gold, buy stuff, meet friends, high rank, meet girl, get laid and the process starts over again. Or I could just use cheats to cheat life. Up, down, up, down, left, right, square, triangle, left, right, *tjriing sound*. Cheat enabled. Infinite happyness, love and money. SYCE... that would be to dope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;F***!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just want to study in Japan, become a designer in almost everything you can name, meet my girl, grow old and finally review my life in heaven. Alot of things need to be done. I hope I'm taking the right way. I just need a clue, a tiny clue that would show me the direction. *sigh*. We know if you want something you need to do something, but some people can't get that into there thick skull. Jackasses. Now I know, life isn't hard, not at all, it's the people in it that makes it hard. We make it hard for ourself. Were the ones that made it hard. Making dreams so big. They were small first and now look at them. Some are as big as planets. I hope my dream is achievable and will be achieved. Everybody root for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/23588261-1574833625936180665?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/1574833625936180665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=1574833625936180665&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1574833625936180665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1574833625936180665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-why-is-it-so-hard.html' title='life: why is it so hard'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-7550500555174946693</id><published>2007-02-07T22:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:07:57.129+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophical'/><title type='text'>philosophical: memory’s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/PS1111.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are some memories’s so precious to us? Memory’s is a big word. It means a lot. For everybody. Memory’s are the big and little things in your mind. There are some things that stay there forever and sometimes it would just disappear like it never excited. Your childhood memories, your daily memories, your summer vacation memories, your school memories, your language memories, your music memories, your vision memories. All memory’s that are important to you. But why oh why are some memory’s so beautiful and some so disturbing? Whatever you do. Some will stay and some will go. Sometimes it’s a good thing and sometimes a it’s bad thing. They say that the few seconds before your death you’ll see your whole life playing in front of you like a movie. I question that. How is that possible? Was there a time where dead people could tell story’s to the living? Where they could say what’s at the other side or what will happen? In my memory there isn’t. So I question the movie playback of your life. I just think you will go into a state of realization and you will, without knowing it, bring forward your most important memories. You will remember them. Not see them. You will feel them. Not hear them. Then you will go. To the grave and lay there till The Ends of Time waiting to be questioned about your life. Are memory’s that important? I ask that question a lot of times. Memory’s are handy, that’s for sure, but is it that important that you still know what you were watching on TV when you were six or eight years old. You even still remember the theme song. The feeling was so good back then that it just printed itself into our hard disk and will stay there until something removes it. Some memories are not that pleasant. They will haunt us for the rest of our short lives. Some memories have such an impact that they will make you do crazy stuff. In normal terms we call that Traumatized. Something must have happened and triggered a switch in your head. Or maybe not. It’s just how we look at it. How we deal with it. How we handled it. And of course. How we continue our lives after that. Is it that hard to realize. What has happened just happened. You cannot change it. So why is it still in our minds? Haunting us for the rest of out lives. I don’t have the answer to that question. But I do know this. You must live your life to the fullest, remember the stuff you have learned in your life and throw away what is inefficient and will be a third leg. Memories are only a thing of the past. A thing of the past has already happened so you cannot change it. Just live with it. Don’t sob to long over it. It will just ruin your future. Memories have effect on the future, you know. What has happened to us trough out our lives will make our decisions of live. How we are educated or what we have learned have influence on our future. Everything you have read until now is a thing of the past and just a memory. It’s up to you if you will remember the first words of this post. Some pieces of my memory’s:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The purple bike. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Denver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; the Lost Dinosaur. Captain N. Captain Planet. NES. Pirates of Dark Water. The big, black, chasing dog. Pokemon. The old Mosk. The story’s of my dad and the questions I ask. Dinoriders. Shell day. TNMT. Kirby. Goku. Pieter Ouwens. Raoul Baker. Skateboarding on the dijk. The sandbox and our handmade seats. The crush on the pink power ranger. The heroic dreams. The Saturday night spent in my brother’s room. Red Alert 2. Ik, Mik, Loreland. Samurai Pizza Cats. Biker Mice from Mars.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: justify;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Those are only a few important. Most of them are happy thoughts. Some of them are not so good. Sometimes I will just spend an afternoon reviewing my 17 years. It’s hella lot of fun. But I realized that what has happened and made a staying-memory in the past can also happen now. So right now were making memories so that we can review them later, when were 30 or something like that. Then I thought of this brilliant idea. If some memories can make such a big impression on our life why not make memories that can do the same. The great thing is that were old enough to realize that were making memories and we can remember them instantly. It’s like the same feeling we have when we remember an old TV show but then it just happened a few years, months, weeks or even a few days ago. Isn’t that wonderful. The trick is to make such a memory. How do you create memory? We do not choose what will stay and what will be dismissed. It’s up to our little brain up there and our heart to tell us what is good enough to stay and what is scary enough to traumatize us. Don’t we just al love the feeling of remembering? I do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&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/23588261-7550500555174946693?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/7550500555174946693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=7550500555174946693&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/7550500555174946693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/7550500555174946693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/02/philosophical-memorys.html' title='philosophical: memory’s'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-3378187114345234054</id><published>2007-02-06T22:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:08:07.955+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='custom'/><title type='text'>custom: abstract sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/as2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just love this pair of shoes. It's unbelievable. I am planning to buy them I think, but if someone want's to buy it for me. Go ahead. I'm size eleven and half. Pretty darn big ey? These shoes are custom made by &lt;a href="http://www.sekured.com/"&gt;SekureD&lt;/a&gt;. Go to his website. He has alot of very very neat shoes, like the Rogue Air Stab and some other shoes. The name of this shoe is "Abstract Sunshine". DAMN. I need these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/Untitled-2copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/O  O\&lt;br /&gt;\       O       /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-3378187114345234054?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/3378187114345234054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=3378187114345234054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/3378187114345234054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/3378187114345234054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/02/custom-abstract-sunshine.html' title='custom: abstract sunshine'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-9059409594889945865</id><published>2007-02-06T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:07:49.781+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life: snow shuffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/life2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Today. Today was a suck day. Sort of. Second hour school starts. First class, Dutch. Presentation about breakdance. I stood there with my butt and with SoLiD and his butt. Our presentation. It went like this. SoLiD started and I was like WTF!?! Your reading my part. He’s like WTF!?! The fat part is your part? Yeah! Owh! So when I was talking he was like reading his part for the first time and stuff. Trying to put al of that shit in his tiny skull. It was his turn to talk now. He improvised and he was damn good at it. SoLiD!!! Join “Who’s line is it anyway”. You’re great. We ended up with a 7.5. Pretty good, I say. Especially for my class. My class sucks in everything. Third Hour. Math. Kinda boring but okay. I can live with it. Fourth hour. Nothing. Convinced SoLiD to stay on school instead of going home. I lend him 3 euros. He ate breakfast. After that we went to the hallway and breaked a bit. Nermin and Bob sucks. They don’t do shit. Get some confidence man. They were really dead, but I and SoLiD danced a bit, especially SoLiD. It was fun. AB10 did some flares, trying not to ruin his shoes or get them dirty. His precious Nike SB’s. Their cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate concierges. They so suck. They say so many things, trying to be funny, but they just aren’t funny. Not at al. You also can hardly understand them. They talk like their retarded. Hmmpf ey aya omphfaka. WHAT?!? Learn to talk dude. They are bunch of racists. Saying to turn of our music while other people can listen to music. Kinda Racistik, don’t you think. It’s because we white people are black, right? RACIST. Put this blog up your ass. I can shove a broom up your ass and I will not start with the side where you usually hold de broom.  Now you know how it’s like to be cleaned. You could use a cleaning session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t mind what I just wrote. Break was fun. Fifth hour. Math, again. More relaxing. Kinda hanged over our chairs and chilled. Talked about was just happened with SoLiD. Breaktime. I mean like break with food and stuff. Got two Mars Delights for the price of one. Gave a half of one to SoLiD. We got sort of sick after the break. Sixth and Seventh hour. German and German. Please have Mercy. Two hours of Chewbacca looking misery. Whetto Kids sucks. Stop with the German rap. Last hour. Kinda weird. Anoying. Don’t want to explain. Another lecture about learning. I don’t learn and I came home with a 7.3, 8.5 and a 9. Easy, BOYAKSHA. Now for the fun part. On the way home it looked like Alaska. Frikkin snow. It was CooL and SnowY. The snow came everywhere. It was fun thought. When I came home I was like “MOM… it’s snowing :)”. Hot coco with marshmallows rocks. Just don’t over do it with the marshmallows. My tummy is still upset. Then some secret stuff happened that I won’t tell to you about so “HAH”. El Divino – Happy. If anyone can find that one. I appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-9059409594889945865?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/9059409594889945865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=9059409594889945865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/9059409594889945865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/9059409594889945865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-snow-shuffle.html' title='life: snow shuffle'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-8559861902214912340</id><published>2007-02-05T16:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:10:54.898+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>review: twilight princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/wiiview1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;b  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What or Who is Zelda? A question that doesn’t occur that much. Shame you who don’t know Zelda. The Legend of Zelda. A game that was the first of it kind. Released in July of the year 1987. For the Nintendo Entertainment System. It was the start of a new series of games. The Legend of Zelda series. A truly legendary series of games.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The ones who played the Ocarina of Time, the number one of the Zelda series, knows what I’m talking about. The A Link to the Past game was also a number one indeed, but I still prefer the Ocarina of Time and so will many of you. But it’s the year 2007 now. Not long ago 2006 ended with one of the greatest promised game ever. But was it as great as it was promised? Tales of veterans tell different.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;It’s 15 December when I went to the stores around six to get my Wii and my copy of The Legend of Zelda: The Twilight Princess. A game promised to be better then the Ocarina of Time, promised to have 70 hours of playing pleasure, promised to have the next-gen feeling, promised to have surpassed gaming. As I inserted my LoZ: TP into the Wii I felt excited and thrilled. Looking with amaze at the intro that I have already seen dozen of times. It never seems to disappoint me. After playing trough the first dungeon I felt a sense of relieve and disappointment. It has promised me the next-gen feeling and it was keeping its promise. The rest was still to come. The disappointment came from the boss of the first dungeon. To easy, to simple, to standard. The feeling it gave was from Ocarina. It was then that I realized that 50% of the game would be a remake of the Ocarina. And it was. It didn’t keep its part of the promise making the feeling a lot less. I kept on playing. Amazed about the size of Hyrule and amazed about the temples. But it was just too easy. A part of an interview of the director of LoZ: TP, Eiji Aonuma.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: left; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 31px; height: 28px;" src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/quotecopy.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah, as I mentioned in the roundtable yesterday, one of our primary goals with this game                                is to create a game that exceeds Ocarina of Time on many levels. So in that sense, we                     do intend to fill the game with a lot of side-quests, mini-games, and puzzles, which will                     make it                more challenging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems he failed in that. Not drastically, but disappointedly. He promised it to be harder then Ocarina. It failed. It was easy, not challenging and the puzzles were simple. Just need to think over it. The side-quests however were indeed surprising and fun. Being able to canoe and to fly on a winged beast is simply remarkable. When I was at temple 5 I felt the end really close, just to find out that there are still 4 temples to go. That made me hope for the 70 hour promise to be true because I was already at 25 hours. At the end I was feeling rather disappointed and glad. 39 hours till credits. 41 hours till hearts. 42 hours till bugs. Don’t know when the Poe’s will come. The boss being 50% ocarina style is rather not original Aonuma. Making the Wind Waker also like that. Make a new boss fight. No Ganon-pork or Ganon-Tennis. The duel was nice and fun to do. The horse ride was too easy. Let’s face it. The Legend of Zelda: the Twilight Princess didn’t keep his promise, ending in a lowly second place. Almost sharing it with A Link to the Past.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;It was too easy. But the new game play of becoming wolf was fun while it lasted. The character design was unique. The story and plot was too easy to follow and lost mystery. The Master Sword was for me the most creative thought out idea in the game. It was simply remarkable. Being in the sacred grove for century’s guarded by two statues. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; was also very unique. I hate the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; itself but the idea of coming there was to awesome. I could fit my memory of the Ocarina of Time right in there. It was such a good feeling. I loved it. The Twilight Realm was one of its kinds, sort of. The plot change, nobody saw it coming. It was quite nice, but it had the Ocarina feeling again. The controls were a piece of highly technology thought out controller. It was fun, nice, easy, cool, simple and, especially in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Cave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Ordeals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;, tiresome. It was quite a feast having to swing your controller up, down, left, right, forward and backwards. Hell you even had to twist the controller. It was too easy next-gen gaming with a retro feeling of disappointment.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: justify; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: right; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:180%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;9.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-8559861902214912340?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/8559861902214912340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=8559861902214912340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8559861902214912340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/8559861902214912340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/02/wiiview-twilight-princess.html' title='review: twilight princess'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-5013260322808892563</id><published>2007-02-05T10:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:08:38.946+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wii'/><title type='text'>wii: not yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/wii2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A broken Wii. A nightmare for Mii. It's been broken for the past month. Just standing there, picking up dust. Night by night. Just standing there. Sun up Sun down Moon up Moon down. Getting light and dark. Still eating electricity. Making the bills. With his red light. Holding as long as he can to his little red light. Waiting for me to make a clone of his memory. Waiting for me to make a call to his creator. A life of waiting. It's devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's broken. I'm to lazy to make the call and make the clone. Not Yet. Not yet. Not Yet. I'm to lazy. There is just nothing I can play on it. Just waiting for the new game to come out. A life of waiting. It's devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-5013260322808892563?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/5013260322808892563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=5013260322808892563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5013260322808892563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/5013260322808892563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/02/wii-not-yet.html' title='wii: not yet'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-7103506342002528288</id><published>2007-02-04T19:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T07:19:53.870+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><title type='text'>memory : 2Danz</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l180/vinylme/mem2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Many years have passed since I was in the second grade (AKA ninthe grade in USA) of junior High. That year many sort of experimental activities for the second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; grade were tested. Making my point. I was a test subject and so was the rest in the second grade. One of the experiments was to let second graders dance in front of an audience (their own parents) and look ridiculous. Not really. The idea was for us to learn a bit about the world of dance. Every group was assigned with a dance coach. The dance coach was usually somebody from the third, fourth, fifth or sixth grade. People with dancing experience. I, as a breaker, was thrilled. I even got a really cool dance coach that I know from my brother and breakdance. He was also a breaker. Me and my mates, we were the best that night. When I graduated to the thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;rd I volunteerd to be a dance coach along with my friends. We were the best and we created the best group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to dance coach second graders. Those kids are getting more childish and their losing respect against their senoirs. Their brute, dumb and they totally cannot dance. But sometimes it's nice having the feeling that your teaching them. We went for the so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ng "Hold it down" of 4 Hero I think. It's a cool song but because we got no-good dancers I had to shorten the song drastically and because I also had sounds effects and stuff it was shortend to 1:21. That's really short. It was a 80s gang battle kinda thing. The idea worked out wel but it al depends on the dancers. The preformed so-so.The next time I'm gonna coach with my butt-buddie Sweatsnel. I love my crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Friday the 26th of Februari. The night that my group will preform, it's probably the fifth time for me, I lost count. Like the last one it wasn't the "save the best for the last" dance. We weren't last and we weren't the best. That's 4 - 2 on my CV. It's always fun to do. Meeting new anoying second graders. Getting respect from the lower people. Jamming on the end song. Alw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;ays fun. One of my very good Wiz Friends is sort of squeezing the footage of the show we shot into one movie. Look forward to it but don't expect to much. It includes a first person shooter where you have to follow me. Soon 2Danz will start for the last and third time this year. See me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RccD_a1W98I/AAAAAAAAAA0/BbG9SUtpKhU/s1600-h/IMG_0001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RccD_a1W98I/AAAAAAAAAA0/BbG9SUtpKhU/s400/IMG_0001%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027991897052215234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stereo dick head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-7103506342002528288?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/7103506342002528288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=7103506342002528288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/7103506342002528288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/7103506342002528288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/02/memory-2danz_04.html' title='memory : 2Danz'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/RccD_a1W98I/AAAAAAAAAA0/BbG9SUtpKhU/s72-c/IMG_0001%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23588261.post-1634999796473216055</id><published>2007-02-04T16:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T13:09:05.234+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>life: welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Arial;" &gt;What's wrong with me?!? Changing blogs al the time... getting frustrated?!? I'm juts not satisfied with my blogs. This blog is again different. I'm gonna post my life, my art and my stuff. Also I'm gonna write articeles and reviews ;-| So...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Arial;" &gt;Welcome to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;:Retro against the mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23588261-1634999796473216055?l=retrovsmass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/feeds/1634999796473216055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23588261&amp;postID=1634999796473216055&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1634999796473216055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23588261/posts/default/1634999796473216055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retrovsmass.blogspot.com/2007/02/sun-blogs.html' title='life: welcome'/><author><name>Nori</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17903511935543233207</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HQJ6NbU9vt8/R7IWsWe7bRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Q3jhJbT7N1c/S220/kirb+1.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
