<?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-34436852</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:28:48.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifuzion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-8648373822273938509</id><published>2008-09-03T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:25:33.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MS PAINT RAGE FTW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jm-Oqa6SKXA/SL6QO2Y8hRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wpw4kv2wb9I/s1600-h/vrehangrehface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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whenever necessary to win a secret prize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-7920653424584662141?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/7920653424584662141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=7920653424584662141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/7920653424584662141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/7920653424584662141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-4035720157864646127</id><published>2008-07-15T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:12:22.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>I will now talk about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its better than yours :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-4035720157864646127?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/4035720157864646127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=4035720157864646127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4035720157864646127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4035720157864646127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-8882925581170629448</id><published>2008-05-31T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:16:17.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!@#$%^&amp;*()</title><content type='html'>Stop going to this bloooooooog im trying to kill it in the most peaceful way possible...Either that or to put links of illegal stuff into the blog and let some random internet guy flag it and stuff, what does flag mean anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-8882925581170629448?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/8882925581170629448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=8882925581170629448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/8882925581170629448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/8882925581170629448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='!@#$%^&amp;*()'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-4773990472916190852</id><published>2008-04-01T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:11:53.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April fools</title><content type='html'>I am supposed to make some aprils fool joke and own all of you guys, but you guys would probably know its a joke since i already said it so i shall give a really shit excuse and hope for the best. Please dont realise its a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GONNA TAKE A GUN AND PWN YOU ALL WITH MY GUN MUAHAHHAHA WATCH OUT FOR MY M4A1 LOSERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.... so ... thats probably it... or do you want another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole your cookie and will never return it until you rot and die in a.... um..... VENTILATION THINGY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA THE JOKES ON YOU NOW YOU FOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K now im really bored. Happy aprils fools day. You must be so happy that they made a day to commemorate your stupidity, whoever is reading this.&lt;br /&gt;o.o.o.ojkjkjk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-4773990472916190852?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/4773990472916190852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=4773990472916190852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4773990472916190852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4773990472916190852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fools.html' title='April fools'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-8683258117300036295</id><published>2008-03-30T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:03:02.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah</title><content type='html'>Forced to change everything cause something weird happened. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-8683258117300036295?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/8683258117300036295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=8683258117300036295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/8683258117300036295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/8683258117300036295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2008/03/bah.html' title='Bah'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-8446505378900118398</id><published>2008-03-12T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:12:37.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a life</title><content type='html'>Dudes if you want to get a life, watch this video. Its very helpful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpP4FasZ24M&amp;NR=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt bother to do that weird shit that lets video be viewed on blog bullshit. If the link doesnt work, too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-8446505378900118398?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/8446505378900118398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=8446505378900118398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/8446505378900118398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/8446505378900118398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2008/03/get-life.html' title='Get a life'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-3495848750930025792</id><published>2008-03-08T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:32:52.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No</title><content type='html'>If you can read this post, you probably have very good eyesight. So i would like to congratulate for that.Good Job!&lt;br /&gt;However, if you actually came to this dead blog that gets occasionally resuereuchutedeutheklsrndkd(probably a spelling mistake) you probably hate your life and want to screw it up. The best way to respond to this hurting comment is probably to  say NO U cause thats the best response you can come up with that totally owns whoever you were talking to. Example:&lt;br /&gt;Dude 1: you are a total retard&lt;br /&gt;Dude 2(smart one): NO U&lt;br /&gt;Dude 1: Wow that was a very good and well thought response! You sure spent a lot of time thinking about that!&lt;br /&gt;Dude 2: NO U&lt;br /&gt;Dude 1: You are a retard...right?&lt;br /&gt;Dude 2: NO U&lt;br /&gt;Dude 1 *walks away*&lt;br /&gt;Dude 2: NO U&lt;br /&gt;Yeah from this well thought example you can see that NO U is probably the best way to totally own a guy with no knowledge of passing internet video fads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-3495848750930025792?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/3495848750930025792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=3495848750930025792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/3495848750930025792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/3495848750930025792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2008/03/no.html' title='No'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-4017062835520869344</id><published>2008-01-02T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:45:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol</title><content type='html'>This is a post just to rant about not having milo in school. I mean like, what the hell dude, what sort of life is one without one of the most essential icy drinks in a basic human's life? The drinks store now only has pathetic ribena, which is nothing compared to that milky brown drink of much energy-ness. I cant imagine a day without that all so special drink in school, well i supposedly can since i already experienced one day of that in school. Well thats besides the point. Sure there is the vending machine, but it gives a fking cup of water and ice. fifty cents for ice water, it sure is worth it. There is ABSOLUTELY NO water coolers in the school! I mean like, im sure there are not those weird metallica containers with a red shining light that dispenses water by pressing on a button. Whatever. I hate the new school drink store now. No milo. It is depriving us from the most refreshing, energizing, blabla -zing, and other words with -ing behind them that stands for milo. I will never forget that combination of milk and milo powder and ach two oh( both solid and liquid). &lt;-----------obviously since i drink the hot version of it every morning. ANYWAY, yeah. i think. THeres no milo in the school, period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-4017062835520869344?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/4017062835520869344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=4017062835520869344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4017062835520869344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4017062835520869344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2008/01/lol.html' title='Lol'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-2616196829572798571</id><published>2007-10-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T22:08:38.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GG</title><content type='html'>I shall revive this blog for the last time. This will be the last post. I think. Yeah so, its exams now, and im not studying, but typing words into my computer like im doing now, now, now, now, yeah it goes on and on, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to say...CLASS SHUFFLE FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk gg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-2616196829572798571?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/2616196829572798571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=2616196829572798571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/2616196829572798571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/2616196829572798571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2007/10/gg.html' title='GG'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-4750285184026687176</id><published>2007-04-20T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T18:50:43.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol last post was crap. I shall now tell you about school life. It sucks totally. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's dam crap now lar. Nothing to do, chionging homework and revising stuff everydae. Very no life leh. Todae is the best lar. Cause can slack and english half the time my ears were closed. Then got the two hour someting break. Very slack lar. Played a little soccer. Then went up to play cards. You know wat type im talking about. It was crap cause i was noob at it. But nevermind. Haix. Fridae is slack day. Thursday is seriously the worst. Chem and Physics in one dae. 4 hours of freaking science. Then physics always test, then quiz, then test, then quiz. Dam pro lar. Chem is nice!!! But then boring after a wile. but then the 3 hour something break is the best lar, can do crap. WEd is not bad, but got FPSP. sux totally. but still can slack. Tuesday and mondae sux too. yeah. i tink. K. watever. im done. not posting till like june.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-4750285184026687176?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/4750285184026687176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=4750285184026687176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4750285184026687176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4750285184026687176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2007/04/lol-last-post-was-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-4951017618984872794</id><published>2007-04-17T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:13:44.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated</title><content type='html'>Updated, Ha owned.&lt;br /&gt;P.S:substitute crap for f**k&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ so bored like hell lar. So many crap tests. Very crapped up like crap crap crap lar. crapped up sia. I hate physics now. Get so low grades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-4951017618984872794?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/4951017618984872794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=4951017618984872794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4951017618984872794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/4951017618984872794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2007/04/updated.html' title='Updated'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-7950617725962844810</id><published>2007-03-21T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T19:27:27.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi just came in to sae that MUSE and AVENGED SEVENFOLD totally rox. k bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-7950617725962844810?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/7950617725962844810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=7950617725962844810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/7950617725962844810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/7950617725962844810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-just-came-in-to-sae-that-muse-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-980129931089728168</id><published>2007-03-18T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T21:40:06.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidaes</title><content type='html'>Wow. So long nvr post liao. Haiz. Holidaes were fun. First chalet, then camp. Dam tiring sia. Only like one dae to do my stupid hw. Sighzz. Chalet was relli fun. Stayed up whole night on the first night and only got one hour sleep. Very tired nex morning. Then went Escape. Not bad. Liked the car thing alot. Although almost everyone exceeded me. Sad. F**cking gay when ppl bang into the ass of ur car. Dam crap. Then went to the tall stuff that almost killed me. The log ride was fun, and wet, and fun, and wet,  and wet, and wet, and wet. I dunno who the hell suggested it but we went like 4 times. Dam fun, and wet. Kausik was being lame and telling me to shout Mah Boh Tan and Goh Chok Tong or smth like that. Then stayed another nite. That night i slept at like 12. nt bad. Went home the other dae to chiong maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the nice camp thing. It was pretty fun, not that wet anyways. First dae i tot it was going to suck ass as it was boring in the school. But when reach there, found out it was not bad. All the TALL stuff was pretty scary but once try out found out relli fun. Like the Abseiling or smth like that. Very nice. The food was ok, but Kausik kept giving me his food cause he wanted to eat his mame. Very smth. Our instructor rocked too. Dam pro at singing chinese songs. He rox. Tell ghost stories that creeped most ppl out, finishing with a boo which scared me. Dam.&lt;br /&gt;Flying fox was nice but then the instructor told us the staircase thing was haunted. Dam. AT the camp fire mi back was facing it and i dam scared later some one touch mi back sia. Then look behind no bodi. It was preety scary until QJH sat behind me. His "HOlY POWERS" and i-not-scared-of-ghost-cause-i-rock-and-maybe-a-little-action attitude was very influecing.&lt;br /&gt;The main point of the camp fire was when WEN XIANG got owned, dancing with XIN YI or smth like that. Dam pro. He looked very happy. k. So wx got throughly owned.k.gtg.laterthen talk.bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-980129931089728168?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/980129931089728168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=980129931089728168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/980129931089728168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/980129931089728168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2007/03/holidaes.html' title='Holidaes'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-117077019016350300</id><published>2007-02-06T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:56:30.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOO</title><content type='html'>WOOO ZZZ WOOO ZZZ long time no post liao. nth to post abt anyway except that sch stil sux no matter wat. science is cool, a little. sch is way boring these days. everyone reading this post has no life. including those hu are nt reading this post. all no life ppl are noobs. all noobs recognize  me as a pro. .therefore, i have no life. makes sense rite. haha. k. zzz. dam boring sia. i type dam fsat now. i typed a in under a second. rox rite. i typed this post in under a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has been typed under a minute. including this sentence including this sentence&lt;br /&gt;including this sentence including this sentence including this sentence including this sentence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-117077019016350300?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/117077019016350300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=117077019016350300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/117077019016350300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/117077019016350300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2007/02/wooo.html' title='WOOO'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116883500177896260</id><published>2007-01-15T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T12:23:21.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>by me</title><content type='html'>hiya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116883500177896260?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116883500177896260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116883500177896260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116883500177896260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116883500177896260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2007/01/by-me.html' title='by me'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116782752955375563</id><published>2007-01-03T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:32:09.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just posting to break the curse of non posting</title><content type='html'>jus posting jus posting... first dae of school was weird. was late at school. new school bus humongous. dam lot of ppl. lot of tiny year 1s. haha. weird dae in all. 3 new stores at school. food is not bad. but dylan saes that the japanese stall sux. not mi prob. the chicken rice was ok. todae was a weird weird dae. weird. totally weird. WEIRD.WEIRD. yup. it was weird. do i nid to repeat that? kk. WEIRD WEIRD DAE. WEird. BB. Weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEird. don see this. WEIRD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116782752955375563?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116782752955375563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116782752955375563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116782752955375563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116782752955375563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-posting-to-break-curse-of-non.html' title='just posting to break the curse of non posting'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116341122578414849</id><published>2006-11-13T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:47:05.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The chronicles of the dark avenger™</title><content type='html'>Dash and Jeff peered over the edge of the cliff quietly. There was a very long strip of mountains seperating the Legion of Oscura from the Legion of Ligera. These mountains were inhabitated by unspeakable abominations and other creatures. You had to be either really brave or stupid to venture in the mountains alone. However, there was one strip of land that was isolated by the creatures. This is because the land was covered with poisonous gases, chemicals and monsters worse than those in the mountains. This was the place where all the failed experiments of Ligera went to. Ligera took the oppoturnity and used that land as a portal between the two Legions. He collected money for people to go to and fro from the Legions. It also served as a greater purpose for the main path of invading the Legion of Oscura. So, Oscura had no choice but to also place soldiers a few meters from the portal as a precaution. The portal was heavily guarded by soldiers and Ligera's failed experiments. This was the only way that Dash and Jeff would get into the Legion of Ligera. They had been observing the shifts of the guards for the past few days. The monsters were always there, day or night. They did not even need food, water or rest. The soldiers however, were human after all. There was a change in shifts every three hours, so there was slight lack of security during these period. However, the change was only for two minutes. Dash and Jeff had to work fast, really fast. Jeff said, "Thirty seconds to the change." Dash replied, "Good, prepare yourself. The  monsters must be taken out quick and effectively." Jeff rolled a small silver ball in his hand and said, "Of course." The silver ball was actually stolen by Dash from a careless guard. They had seen the guards use it before. The ball was remotely activated and would send a rich black cloud around a certain vicinity. After a ten seconds, it will let out a bolt of electricity enough to stun, but not kill. As the cloud could conduct electricity, the unlucky creatures in the cloud would be knocked out, as Dash would say, quick and effectively. Jeff broke the silence and counted down, "Five, four, three, two, one!" Dash snatched the ball from Jeff's fingers and loaded it on his recently self-made catapult. He closed one of his eyes and pulled on the elastic band on the two-prong stick, aiming at one of the slimy creatures lumbering around the portal. As the last guard past through the portal, Jeff said, "Now!" Dash shot the silver ball immediately. It flew through the air at sixty kilometers per hour and struck the slimy creature right on the head. It gave a high-pitched scream before thumping onto the ground. The other monsters started to lumber towards the unconcious creature in astonishment. Dash murmmed, "They are not going in fast enough. The guards would return before there get close enough for the smoke to get them! " Jeff said, "I can take care of that." He started to slide down the cliff before Dash could even respond. The area around the portal was actually just a platinium roof with several chairs under it. The portal was right behind the roof. There were several turrets surrounding the area. So, the whole area was very insecure as an attack could come from any direction. Ligera was planning to upgrade the facility but could not be bothered to do so. He would rather risk the life of his men than waste his time on a useless portal. Although lots of people were coming to and fro from the portal, its use for the military was long gone. They were developing flying machines that could hopefully pass throught the ever changing weather in the mountains and the monsters in it. Jeff reached the bottom of the cliff in a matter of seconds and sprinted towards the fallen creature. The other monsters saw him and started to increase their pace. Their slimy footsteps heard clearly as they advance closer towards Jeff. A monster that was made from weird green stuff oozing out of its body shot its hand at Jeff. Jeff ducked and quickly jumped away from the monsters as they growled in a gurgly voice. Jeff felt no fear as he stared into the monsters' eyes, which looked seemingly human. He smiled at them before disappearing behind the shadows, giving a 'good to go' sign to Dash. Dash anxiously pressed the trigger. For a few seconds, nothing happened. Dash's heart sank, was the ball defective? He pressed it repeatedly again, praying that the ball would work. Finally, there was a hissing sound as gas released from the ball, enveloping the creatures. Growls of confusion could be heard as the monsters tried to find their way around. After ten seconds, light could be seen lighting up the dark cloud as it glowed. Growls of confusion quickly became cries of pain as one by one thumping sounds could be heard. That was the cue to move as Dash slid down the cliff with ease. Jeff was already beside the portal and beckoning him to hurry. Dash sprinted towards the portal as soon as his feet touched the ground, carefully avoiding the electric smoke. Jeff dove into the watery portal right after Dash had gone past the smoke. He felt a icy cold sensation before emerging from the other side of the portal. Jeff was immediately rooted to the spot. The Legion of Ligera was not as he had imagined from the tales of the other assasins. There were pods zooming through the air and huge snake like vehicles floating on tracks that were zooming past faster than the pods. The snake-like vehicles looked like the trains in the Legion of Oscura, only much bigger, faster and scsary-looking. There were huge structures towering high above all these and small structures teeming with people. Jeff felt someone bang into him as he fell to the ground...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116341122578414849?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116341122578414849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116341122578414849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116341122578414849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116341122578414849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/11/chronicles-of-dark-avenger_13.html' title='The chronicles of the dark avenger™'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116289601271478278</id><published>2006-11-07T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:40:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The chronicles of the dark avenger™</title><content type='html'>In the plotting room, a day before Dash and Jeff went on their misssion...,&lt;br /&gt;Oscura was in the El Traza plotting room with his Scuros, plotting about what to do with the recent turn of events. They had been suspecting that Ligera was up to no good again as attacks pm the Legion of Oscura abruptly stopped. Some Scuros were suggesting that Ligera was probably bored and just wanted to rest. However, Oscura thought otherwise. He had known Ligera for years and he knew that he would relent that easily. His guess was that Ligera was planning something far more sinster than before. This time even getting past Oscura's defences, and if you know about the power of Oscura's defence, that's pretty strong. So, worried, Oscura had sent some Scuros to infiltrate Ligera's main base and find out what he was doing. However, the Scuros had not been heard from for days. The other Scuros volunteered to find them, but Oscura knew it was too risky to lose anymore of his elites. So now, he was sitting in the council room with his other Scuros, trying to think of something to do against Ligera. A Scuro suddenly spoke and suggested, "We need to find out what happened to the two Scuros!" Oscura said sarcastically, "Oh sure! I did not think of that! How can you be so smart!" The Scuro ignored Oscura and continued, "I have a idea. Why don't we find two assasins in the El Traza council that are stupid enough to help us re-infiltrate the base of Ligera and find out about what happened to the two assasins?" Mummur filled the room once the words got into the Scuros heads. Oscura pondered over the suggestion and added, "It should be two assasins that we can afford to lose." The Scuros looked at each other, expecting suggestions. Suddenly, the door of the plotting room flew open. Two boys were holding trays with tea cups on them with a big smile on their faces. One of the boys said, "Someone ordered coffee to go around?" The Scuros looked at each other again, and a agreement was silently made. So, the two boys were quickly ushered out of their training uniforms and into full combat suits as Scuro One briefed them on their abrupt mission. He said, "This is a top secret mission. If this information leaks out, I will have your heads, literally." The two boys nodded nervously with fear. Their faces were pale and they were stuttering every word out of their mouths. They said, "Y.Y.Yes... Sir...." Scuro One smiled and said, "Good luck, and the first sign of suspicious activity inform us immediately. The boys nodded and scurried out of the room, terrified. Jeff's voice was still shaky as he said, "We better get this done eh?" Dash nodded and said, "Successfully. I want to keep my head." The two boys laughed as they headed down the pathway, not knowing what dangers they might face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116289601271478278?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116289601271478278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116289601271478278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116289601271478278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116289601271478278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/11/chronicles-of-dark-avenger.html' title='The chronicles of the dark avenger™'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116256462903950616</id><published>2006-11-03T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T22:38:19.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are over!!!</title><content type='html'>Exams are over. Will post sequel of story next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;The dark avenger™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116256462903950616?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116256462903950616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116256462903950616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116256462903950616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116256462903950616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/11/exams-are-over.html' title='Exams are over!!!'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116229236687671541</id><published>2006-10-31T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T18:59:42.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of the Dark Avenger™ Part 1</title><content type='html'>It was a dark and stormy night. The rain was crimson red today, Dash observed. It meant that volcano eruptions were going to happen soon. People would soon be scattering for the other side of the island, along with the other creatures. Houses would be destroyed, food would be consumed by the lava snakes. Dash thought, 'Isn't there anything I can do to help all this people?' As though reading his thoughts, his partner, Jeff, said, "No point looking, there's nothing we can do. Let's focus on our mission. Scuro One will not be happy if we fail again." Dash immediately snapped out of his thoughts. The mention of Scuro One was enough to have that affect on anyone in the Legion of Oscura. He was a feared assasin, promoted to a official member in the El Traza council. Most people only failed him once, once before they never saw the light ever again. Dash swallowed nervously and said, "Yeah, let's get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;Titan was a planet with two very different sides. One side was full of technology and was very advanced. The other side, however, was in a much sorry state. Technology was non-existent and everybody did things the old-fashioned way. Houses were made of straw, and farms could be seen everywhere. The Legion of Oscura existed in this half of the world, pitting themselves against the Legion of Ligera, which existed in the more advanced part of the world. Both legions were like the governments of the two halves of the world. Why was the world split like that, well it began with two best friends.&lt;br /&gt;The two friends were as close as they could be, growing up together and playing together. However, they had very different thoughts and ambitions. It was a wonder they lasted as friends until fifty years before, where they finally could not stand being with each other. Oscura was a very quiet, and prefered stealth to having a big entrance and have everyone notice him. He wanted the world to be equal. Everyone being the same and equal, no one should be treated unfairly. People would co-exist peacefully. Oscura had a contrasting personality and ambition. He was not out-going and so happy-go-lucky, but he wanted the world to be a better place for everyone to live in. Ligera, however, was a different matter. He prefered to be more of a show-off and did not like stealth. He loved to be majestic and tended to look down on people. Ligera secretly wanted power and wealth more than anything else, but he did no mention it to Oscura when he found out they had such contrasting thoughts. His ambition was to have the world in his palms. He wanted to rule Titan solely and did not liked sharing power. Once he was old enough to think, he was already plotting schemes to harm and sabotage Oscura. Oscura did not know of his plans until finally, there was a day when he overheard Ligera talking to a man, supposedly telling him to assasinate a major canidate during the Campaign. The Campaign was a big event that decided who would rule the governement that was ruling the world. Only Ligera and Oscura and a major canidate were left in the Campaign. The other canidates either mysteriously disappeared or were too scared and quit the campaign. Oscura finally knew what had happened to the other candinates. He could control the anger that was pulsing through his veins and decided to catch Ligera red-handed. Ligera was surprised that Oscura had found out about his plots and tried to persuaded Oscura to join him and dominate the world. However, Oscura could see in Ligera's eyes that he had changed. The old Ligera that was loyal and had integrity was gone, replaced by a cold-blooded murderer who wanted power more than anyhting else. He knew that Ligera could betray him just as easily without even hesistating. Oscura asked Ligera, "What has the thirst that power done to you. You are not the Ligera that I have once known. From now on, we are not friends and allies anymore!" Ligera, however, was unfazed by the abrupt turn of events and said, "Then, it shall be. From now on, we shall be arch-enemies. You can take your followers and get them out of my sight." Hence the world was split into two halves. Titan was actually quite a small planet, and was one of the nine small planets orbiting around a huge star that was going to burn out in another million years. So, the planet was easily halved with the immense power of both Oscura and Ligera. Ligera liked being flashy, so technology was a major part of his empire. There were huge sky scrapers and really sophisticated equipment. Flying cars and space craft were of course part of the agenda. Oscura, however, led his half of the world in a more ancient way. They did not need to depend on flashy equipment, but on themselves to survive. The people there were self dependent and self sufficient. The people there treated each other as equals and was not selfish. Oscura had indeed gotten his wish. However, a piece of huge land dedicated to the Legion of Oscura was different. The whole land was a training ground for people who were interested to be a part of the Legion of Oscura and fight against Ligera. They were taught the skills of assasins, how to be stealthy and to kill silently. There were ranks among the warriors and the higher your rank, the more preivelages you was entitled to. However, people were still treated fairly and no one was neglected. There was a humongous castle in the middle of the land and it was where the true Legion of Oscura resided. Warriors of all ranks were required to live there during the parts of their training. Oscura, of course, also resided in the dark castle. The Scuros lived there, too. The Scuros were Oscura most trusted men and they were feared by most of the people. Only the Scuros had seen Oscura in real life. It was the same for Ligera. His most trusted men were known as the Luces. They were warriors that were very majestic and were not afraid to hide themselves. The Legion of Ligera looked down on most of the common people in their empire. People were treated unfairly and the poor were looked down upon. Ligera's empire was only fit for rich and arrogant people. Any sign of weakness and the rich would pounce on you within seconds, chiding and mocking you. That is why more and more people were going to Oscura's empire. That intensified Ligera's hate for Oscura even more. After so many years, the rivalry between them was growing stronger and stronger. Of course, there was the question, after so many years, why do Ligera and Oscura look as thought they were in their thirties. There had been rumors that both had chanced upon a hurt immortal and helped him. The immortal in turn, thanked them by casting a spell on them that let them be forever young, and never get infected by any sickness.&lt;br /&gt;Dash snapped out of his thoughts again as Jeff nudged him to look at the valley down below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued after the exams,&lt;br /&gt;The dark avenger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116229236687671541?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116229236687671541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116229236687671541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116229236687671541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116229236687671541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/10/chronicles-of-dark-avenger-part-1.html' title='Chronicles of the Dark Avenger™ Part 1'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116228236027090230</id><published>2006-10-31T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T16:12:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tommorow is the day i will finally fail phsics. Gravity will not exist during this time. E will not equal to MC^2 during this time</title><content type='html'>Finally, tommorow is the day of death to all fellow noobs. I have been anticipating this day for my whole life. I will... take my exams. This is the moment of truth. Like I said, it is do or die. All or nothing. My marks or my life. I would rather take my life but I do no think there would be a choice. I have decided not to be the stereotype people who last-minute study, but I have decided to waste the last minutes of my life in a more meaningful way, unlike some nerds. I am just watching TV until the next day, then try to recall what I have studied yesterday, which is absolutely nothing. I will give myself false hopes that I will past all my exams, then kneel on the floor with failure. Death awaits my arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... that was a summary of how I will waste this virtual suffering people call 'life'. Now... for the fun part. From now on, I will not be doing anymore blogs based on myself, but on this guy called the dark avenger who replaces me for the rest of my life. I call this series of blogs... the chronicles of the dark avenger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116228236027090230?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116228236027090230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116228236027090230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116228236027090230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116228236027090230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/10/tommorow-is-day-i-will-finally-fail.html' title='Tommorow is the day i will finally fail phsics. Gravity will not exist during this time. E will not equal to MC^2 during this time'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116194249042186238</id><published>2006-10-27T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T17:48:10.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>Dam it. Exams are right here!!! NEvermind... jus 3 days of really intense suffering... then, the light at the end of the exam hall. I have a feeling that im gonna fail for chem. i seriously hope not. i DO NOT wan to retake chem nex year. I am so gonna die. i realise this is becoming a trend, me dying. I will eat my hat if i pass chemistry exam. If i had a hat. May be i would kik mi ass if i pass.probably. yeh. k. tension is high dudes! hope we all don die an early death. gtg. still chionging chem. no more posts until the exams are so over. Probably in 4 more daes. bb and good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;The dark avenger:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116194249042186238?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116194249042186238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116194249042186238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116194249042186238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116194249042186238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/10/hi.html' title='HI'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116122156554604503</id><published>2006-10-19T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T17:24:54.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention. DON bash me up if i insult ur favourite superhero</title><content type='html'>OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after one year with 'pros' and 'foobs' i can finally deduce that i can no longer have one peaceful moment in the class. no offence guys.  i am doing a review on superheroes and villans and mutants. and i have decided to call miself the dark avenger in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman aka peter parker-he rox k... he is the prowest guy in history. He can shoot web out of his arms. THat is nice. He can climb walls!!! NO one can do that, except maybe Batman with his useless gadgets. He oso has this really cool costume, unlike 'somebody' right below this review. I am being very subtle. This is a totally unbias review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman aka clark kent or sumthing- k... he is quite lame. wearing his underpants outside. flying around with his undewear hanging out. oso dylan likes his song which makes absolutely no sense as y would superman want to dig for krptonite on a one-way street. Call me none philosophical. I cannot read between the lines. All i know is that superman is obviously trying to commit suicide by digging for kryptonite. i can deduce that eeverybody who likes superman is gay and will die to kryptonite. Plus, batman and spiderman will kick his butt. THis is a totally unbias review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batman aka omg i forgot the name- HE is dam rich.+ he also has a not bad costume. HIs gadgets are oso not bad. WIthout his gadgets, he will still be pro, so he is quite good. He does not need superpowers yet still be extrodaniry. THat is pro. Unlike 'somebody' right on top of this review. WIthout superpowers, he would be a lame reporter with no money. See what i mean???!!! I am being totally subtle and unbias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U mus be asking now... hu is this crap guy to write abt superheroes??? I shuld come and bash him up by insulitng mi favourite superhero coughcoughsupermancoughcough . Again, i am being totally subtle.  Fine, i will come clean. I am 'subtly' hinting that superman is really really bad. so? wats the biggie. K... i will be totally unbias from now on... not. u did not see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flash aka i dunno- oh yeh this guy totally rox. He can run probably faster than the speed of light. THat is one of the infinite things i cannot do. He is so dam coool. Much cooler than... HIs outfit is cool to. Suits him perfectly. totally pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green lantern aka i dunno-K... he is pro. He has this ring that can 'summon' anything. e.g. hammers, swords, shields, gigantic fists. HIs outfit is totally cool. although he is bald in the show justice league unlimited or sumthing like that.totally pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wolverine aka logan sumthing- oh man... this guy rox like hell man!! He can constantly heal himself. That means he is almsot invincible. He also has claws made out of adamantium which also rox. although he did not want the claws in the first place, it still rox. HIs costumes... unbeilivablely pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K... i am running out of finger energy. got to continuing studying for chem. Going to so die for it. bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck for the exams,&lt;br /&gt;(here comes the really cool part) The dark avenger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116122156554604503?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116122156554604503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116122156554604503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116122156554604503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116122156554604503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/10/attention-don-bash-me-up-if-i-insult.html' title='Attention. DON bash me up if i insult ur favourite superhero'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116116250411713297</id><published>2006-10-18T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:08:33.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>haiz the exams are almost here. chinese is on fridae man... so slow rite!!! i wan it to be faster. mi frens exams are almost gone already. this is stupid. they should put the exam earlier so that i can slack n plae dota earlier. still chioing chinese. i hav a feeling im gonna fail chem. hope not. but after exam have 5 dae holidae!!! it rox la. 5 daes of relaxing. but then... its gonna be the results!!! die liaoz... so long n good luk for ur exams!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116116250411713297?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116116250411713297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116116250411713297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116116250411713297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116116250411713297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams.html' title='Exams!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-116056181401080623</id><published>2006-10-11T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T18:20:24.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams and fridae the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2901/3795/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2901/3795/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2901/3795/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOthing to wrtie abt. things have gone so fast this couple of daes. veri bored and trying to buck up in mi work. still studying chinese... did anyone kno that this fridae was fridae the 13th? its going to rok the hell out of me.expect to be as unlucky as possible. exam is just a round the corner but for some reason i am not stressed. k... need to concentrate on mi chinese bb guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S heres the picture of mi desktop Shaun wanted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-116056181401080623?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/116056181401080623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=116056181401080623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116056181401080623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/116056181401080623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-and-fridae-13th.html' title='exams and fridae the 13th'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115996987604363437</id><published>2006-10-04T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:51:16.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2901/3795/1600/Cold_Ice_by_mikechamblee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2901/3795/320/Cold_Ice_by_mikechamblee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeh this pic rox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115996987604363437?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115996987604363437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115996987604363437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115996987604363437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115996987604363437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/10/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115952464001322486</id><published>2006-09-29T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T18:10:40.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...bio exam owns me</title><content type='html'>... i am noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooob. onli got 27 half for bio. screw everyone hu got higher marks than me.which is almost everyone in the whole school... So bored. oya, foxtrot is nice. nuthing to sae. i never completed the previous post but doncare. yay the song superman is not bad. dots. editing my reading journal. so bored. some1 shoot me. i feel like i have no life, which is true. haiz so unfair... children day no holidae, cannot slack... i just found out i like to end my sentences with... ....  looking forward to the shuffling of classes in year 3... im gonna fail chem and i know it... history quiz... haiz... so bored...... oya... made my com into vista... pro rite...bb... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang han&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115952464001322486?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115952464001322486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115952464001322486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115952464001322486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115952464001322486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/bio-exam-owns-me.html' title='...bio exam owns me'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115933525341671854</id><published>2006-09-27T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:34:13.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this a question?</title><content type='html'>haiz. home econ or watever is not bad. they concise of the two best things in my life, slacking and eating. lolz. the pasta thingy was not bad la but shaun and shriram put like ten tons of pepper on it so it looked like crap. k... wen xiang bombarded me wif&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115933525341671854?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115933525341671854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115933525341671854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115933525341671854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115933525341671854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/is-this-question.html' title='is this a question?'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115890392143692280</id><published>2006-09-22T13:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:45:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don look in front wif happiness</title><content type='html'>SO... i am dead So... i am dead. Alastair cried todae 4 no apparent reason. i tink the teacher scolded him or sumthing. any ways i hope he does sumthing to contribute IP. Hey... y do i even care about IP! anyways i was sitting between alastair and jue hang! i was pratically dying from the two voices. Jue hang is not as bad as alastair. I was the middle man to carry their insults to one another,lol. Alastair was saying that the police would bribe jue hang to rape him. That is like omfg wtf wth SOAB omg hs bs cs fs as(all abbbrivations of words tat cant be said.) ALastair was like ranting abt police suing jue hang two times for corruption and calling him loser like loser x10^10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000. jue hang was also insulting him. alastair called qjh a guy wif brains smaller than pile of shyts and that he eats crap. I did not even catch anything from the scientist guy as the two were walking serious crap. Ok, maybbe i heard a bit and i m exxagerating but tts not the point. Finally, when the presentation was over dylan was screaming at alastair. oya alastair was talking to himself.&lt;br /&gt;k... now to official matters. Dyaln is a jerk. oya i totally agree wif dylan's newest post. all his insulting abt alastair... shaun is singing abt dyaln being a beef jerk. using my profound observations, i can deduce that dylan is relli pissed off by shaun. yay. anyways shriram is a big fat f-fing jerk. He coicidentally beacme absent on the tow fridays for IP. we had to sae tt shriram was sick and the journal was with him. Shriram was fine yesterdae when suddenly he came down wif sum 'iamalwaysabsentonfriday' sickness. i m going to cure shriram's sickness by punching him in his most vital organns. k... ran out of finger energy bb so long suckas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CH, the alive zombie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115890392143692280?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115890392143692280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115890392143692280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115890392143692280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115890392143692280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/don-look-in-front-wif-happ_115890392143692280.html' title='don look in front wif happiness'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115890378187178275</id><published>2006-09-22T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:43:01.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don look in front wif happiness</title><content type='html'>SO... i am dead So... i am dead. Alastair cried todae 4 no apparent reason. i tink the teacher scolded him or sumthing. any ways i hope he does sumthing to contribute IP. Hey... y do i even care about IP! anyways i was sitting between alastair and jue hang! i was pratically dying from the two voices. Jue hang is not as bad as alastair. I was the middle man to carry their insults to one another,lol. Alastair was saying that the police would bribe jue hang to rape him. That is like omfg wtf wth SOAB omg hs bs cs fs as(all abbbrivations of words tat cant be said.) ALastair was like ranting abt police suing jue hang two times for corruption and calling him loser like loser x10^10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000. jue hang was also insulting him. alastair called qjh a guy wif brains smaller than pile of shyts and that he eats crap. I did not even catch anything from the scientist guy as the two were walking serious crap. Ok, maybbe i heard a bit and i m exxagerating but tts not the point. Finally, when the presentation was over dylan was screaming at alastair. oya alastair was talking to himself.&lt;br /&gt;k... now to official matters. Dyaln is a jerk. oya i totally agree wif dylan's newest post. all his insulting abt alastair... shaun is singing abt dyaln being a beef jerk. using my profound observations, i can deduce that dylan is relli pissed off by shaun. yay. anyways shriram is a big fat f-fing jerk. He coicidentally beacme absent on the tow fridays for IP. we had to sae tt shriram was sick and the journal was with him. Shriram was fine yesterdae when suddenly he came down wif sum 'iamalwaysabsentonfriday' sickness. i m going to cure shriram's sickness by punching him in his most vital organns. k... ran out of finger energy bb so long suckas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CH, the alive zombie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115890378187178275?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115890378187178275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115890378187178275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115890378187178275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115890378187178275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/don-look-in-front-wif-happ_115890378187178275.html' title='don look in front wif happiness'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115890367066958136</id><published>2006-09-22T13:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:41:10.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don look in front wif happiness</title><content type='html'>SO... i am dead So... i am dead. Alastair cried todae 4 no apparent reason. i tink the teacher scolded him or sumthing. any ways i hope he does sumthing to contribute IP. Hey... y do i even care about IP! anyways i was sitting between alastair and jue hang! i was pratically dying from the two voices. Jue hang is not as bad as alastair. I was the middle man to carry their insults to one another,lol. Alastair was saying that the police would bribe jue hang to rape him. That is like omfg wtf wth SOAB omg hs bs cs fs as(all abbbrivations of words tat cant be said.) ALastair was like ranting abt police suing jue hang two times for corruption and calling him loser like loser x10^10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000. jue hang was also insulting him. alastair called qjh a guy wif brains smaller than pile of shyts and that he eats crap. I did not even catch anything from the scientist guy as the two were walking serious crap. Ok, maybbe i heard a bit and i m exxagerating but tts not the point.  Finally, when the presentation was over dylan was screaming at alastair. oya alastair was talking to himself.&lt;br /&gt;k... now to official matters. Dyaln is a jerk. oya i totally agree wif dylan's newest post. all his insulting abt alastair... shaun is singing abt dyaln being a beef jerk. using my profound observations, i can deduce that dylan is relli pissed off by shaun.  yay. anyways shriram is a big fat f-fing jerk. He coicidentally beacme absent on the tow fridays for IP. we had to sae tt shriram was sick and the journal was with him. Shriram was fine yesterdae when suddenly he came down wif sum 'iamalwaysabsentonfriday' sickness. i m going to cure shriram's sickness by punching him in his most vital organns. k... ran out of finger energy bb so long suckas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CH, the alive zombie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115890367066958136?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115890367066958136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115890367066958136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115890367066958136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115890367066958136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/don-look-in-front-wif-happiness_22.html' title='don look in front wif happiness'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115890359726457713</id><published>2006-09-22T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T13:39:57.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don look in front wif happiness</title><content type='html'>SO... i am dead So... i am dead. Alastair cried todae 4 no apparent reason. i tink the teacher scolded him or sumthing. any ways i hope he does sumthing to contribute IP. Hey... y do i even care about IP! anyways i was sitting between alastair and jue hang! i was pratically dying from the two voices. Jue hang is not as bad as alastair. I was the middle man to carry their insults to one another,lol. Alastair was saying that the police would bribe jue hang to rape him. That is like omfg wtf wth SOAB omg hs bs cs fs as(all abbbrivations of words tat cant be said.) ALastair was like ranting abt police suing jue hang two times for corruption and calling him loser like loser x10^10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000. jue hang was also insulting him. alastair called qjh a guy wif brains smaller than pile of shyts and that he eats crap. I did not even catch anything from the scientist guy as the two were walking serious crap. Ok, maybbe i heard a bit and i m exxagerating but tts not the point.  Finally, when the presentation was over dylan was screaming at alastair. oya alastair was talking to himself.&lt;br /&gt;k... now to official matters. Dyaln is a jerk. oya i totally agree wif dylan's newest post. all his insulting abt alastair... shaun is singing abt dyaln being a beef jerk. using my profound observations, i can deduce that dylan is relli pissed off by shaun.  yay. anyways shriram is a big fat f-fing jerk. He coicidentally beacme absent on the tow fridays for IP. we had to sae tt shriram was sick and the journal was with him. Shriram was fine yesterdae when suddenly he came down wif sum 'iamalwaysabsentonfriday' sickness. i m going to cure shriram's sickness by punching him in his most vital organns. k... ran out of finger energy bb so long suckas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CH, the alive zombie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115890359726457713?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115890359726457713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115890359726457713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115890359726457713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115890359726457713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/don-look-in-front-wif-happiness.html' title='don look in front wif happiness'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115880157998018686</id><published>2006-09-21T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T13:24:29.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todae k tt was nice, shaun jus called me a genius,not.m pi is a very long and stupid no. critical strike pow! y did i say tt? go to citadelofnonsense if u r pro. go to sacrifuzion if u r noob... lol alastair is noob in 1337. alastair jus announced he was george bush. -.-''. alastair is a noob inn everything accept 4 N the game. Fix u guys. alastair jus inflicted mortal injuries to qjh. im beginning to hate alastair.. he's a nice guy but i just don't like him... shriram is playing games!!! lab officer!!! the indian beside me!!! catch him!! give him demerit points!! tell mr.tan!!! hahaahhahahahahahahaha!! i play dota... i play maple... i play nothing else... i play shriram fly a kite... it's so fun!! the best game ever!!! i'm crazy !!! hehehe... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chang Han&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115880157998018686?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115880157998018686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115880157998018686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115880157998018686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115880157998018686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/todae-k-tt-was-nice-shaun-jus-called.html' title=''/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115871528699606539</id><published>2006-09-20T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:18:34.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>HI so boring... i can conclude one thing todae however tt dylan is a beef jerk hahahaha jk,not. myy blog is finally done for all ppl pessimistic. this is so boring. my fingers become slower and slower as i run out of finger energy.&lt;br /&gt;k... now im sitting between to com pros. guess hu. they are both using blenders or sumthing like tt. lol. im sitting here doing nuthing, typing until i die. oya abt sports, me shaun herng yi and desmond did not like surpoting our class by dying under the immense heat with friggin enthu ppl shouting at alastair so we 'stealthily' sneaked down to teh canteenn to be slackers. shaun went to the com lab. i free loaded alastair's fries -.-''. jus as everybodi was cumming down i orredi reached the com lab. i heard from an unreliable source tt we won the captain's balls gamme along wif 105. don care. haiz so bored and uncomfortable wif shaun's big bag behind me... haiz. guess wat,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115871528699606539?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115871528699606539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115871528699606539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115871528699606539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115871528699606539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi.html' title='HI'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115864032236630986</id><published>2006-09-19T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:37:45.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I officially announce tt shriram's blogskin has changed. Dylan's too. he argues tt  pink is a fad colour but apparently other bois don tink so. anyways, todae is such a boring dae. chemisry prac was surprisingly easy for a change. oh, another thing, I need a friggin radio blog but no 1 wans to help me. tt's so unfair. boring...... wish there was smth to do. oh and remember, always be pessimistic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115864032236630986?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115864032236630986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115864032236630986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115864032236630986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115864032236630986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-officially-announce-tt-shrirams.html' title=''/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115855361511171972</id><published>2006-09-18T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T15:37:45.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finaly it works</title><content type='html'>finally finished the renovating. its quite plain but i like the guy hanging on the string. it reminnds me of a person dying. yeh. officially opened the blog u r welcomed. only for pessimistic ppl or sadistic guys.&lt;br /&gt;After ten years of sitting in front of this com wif nuthing to do, i can onli conclude one thing, life suxx. nuthing to do, just sittin here liike a lifeless shell deviod of emotion. anyways, listening to the green day song whatsher name. Dylan jjust forced me to listen to fix u. look @ this photograph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115855361511171972?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115855361511171972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115855361511171972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115855361511171972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115855361511171972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/finaly-it-works.html' title='Finaly it works'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34436852.post-115829651064098735</id><published>2006-09-15T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T13:01:50.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi i suk</title><content type='html'>Hi This is mi sucky blog. Shaun forced me to create it. no mi prob. Any ways, you guys rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34436852-115829651064098735?l=sacrifuzion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/feeds/115829651064098735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34436852&amp;postID=115829651064098735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115829651064098735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34436852/posts/default/115829651064098735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sacrifuzion.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-i-suk.html' title='Hi i suk'/><author><name>Whattheshitisthissupposedtodo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08947662525822564587</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
