<?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-11643113</id><updated>2011-04-22T17:03:16.938+12:00</updated><title type='text'>David's lil piece of reality</title><subtitle type='html'>and useless rants</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-740596347578772138</id><published>2007-04-19T17:31:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:32:40.469+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Website</title><content type='html'>It does seem that this page will be obsolete soon. I have just prepared my site to be a substitute for this page. It shall be my blog page. But for now, its still under construction. So check back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-740596347578772138?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/740596347578772138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=740596347578772138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/740596347578772138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/740596347578772138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/04/website.html' title='Website'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-8474820832198983359</id><published>2007-04-10T21:34:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:35:15.434+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The title?</title><content type='html'>Yes. I am a big fan of Haruhi x Kyon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-8474820832198983359?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/8474820832198983359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=8474820832198983359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/8474820832198983359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/8474820832198983359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/04/title.html' title='The title?'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-5280976510230884967</id><published>2007-04-08T00:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:25:49.791+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot. Easter Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://davidsiaw.controlx.org/blogimages/yukimousespin.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kick started the Easter Holidays with a long-awaited LAN party at my house where we all played a variety of warcraft 3 maps. It was great. It all started with a session of Tower Defence and then followed by a crazy map called Run Kitty Kitty Run where we got to dodge all these dogs which were scattered all over the map and we had to constantly save each other when we bumped into the dogs. Another cool one was the Pyramid Escape which was a huge combination of minigames that we had to go through to complete the game. There were games such as trivia, tower defence, dodge the boulder, kill the enemy, bridge of fire, escape from the dungeon etc... It was really interesting especially since it all involved working together to get through a puzzle. Some of it required that we agree on doing one thing, where others are like OMG JUST EFFIN MOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://davidsiaw.controlx.org/blogimages/comic.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a comic for everyone that I picked out from somewhere and translated for all your viewing. Enjoy! Its about Suzumiya Haruhi and here SOS Brigade. Though I doubt that eccentric girl would do anything short of random, this is one of the more sane ones. There are more! but I'm lazy and couldn't be bothered uploading them all in one post. So I'll just do it slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also actually thinking of doing my own comic, but I don't draw well enough and don't have much of a sense of humour to do anything like that. I wonder if I should... hmmm. Its the holidays anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawwwwn. Bed is calling me. gotta sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-5280976510230884967?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/5280976510230884967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=5280976510230884967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/5280976510230884967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/5280976510230884967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/04/woot-easter-holidays.html' title='Woot. Easter Holidays'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-350013678604475408</id><published>2007-04-02T23:17:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:00:50.824+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Suzumiya Haruhi</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RhD6amenOjI/AAAAAAAAADs/XMZI0JV7PyQ/s320/bunnyworldex.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048810517194816050" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered if God lived among us still? And that the fact that we don't see God very often these days is because there are so many people around now compared to the days of Adam and Eve and the Exodus. Haha. Those were just random thoughts running through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read about the Anthropic Principle, you would be in either one of these two groups: those who think its a load of crap, and those who think that even if it sounds ridiculous, it seems to hold some kind of significance. Well, for those of you who don't know what the Anthropic Principle is, its a philosophical idea that an universe only exists because it can support beings that are capable of observing it. In other words, an universe that exists but cannot support intelligent life, might as well not exist. It also implies that the universe exists because we humans exist. But the conventional way of thinking is the other way around, where we won't exist 'till the universe exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, lets think of this from another angle, if you will. Energy and matter as we know it have no consciousness. In other words, there is no sense of a "me". Put it this way, the reason we can see is because of our eyes. But what exactly are we that see through that mechanism? We have ourselves to protect, ourselves to move and ourselves to use to observe. Although the generally accepted idea is that our very person is our brain. But much to a scientist's despair, the brain is merely a complex interconnection of neurons capable of processing and storing data. So the idea of the soul came out, which is an encapsulation of our very being that utilizes our physical body to interact with this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now say God is an intelligent being, and lets say the bible's claim of his creating the universe is true, and that he created us in his own image. The very reason of our existence may be attributed to the fact that the universe is created to contain us, and we were created to see the universe. However, that reasoning carries many theological assumptions, such as the fact that God created us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets say the Anthropic Principle is correct, and that the universe can only exist if there were observers to observe it. Would that mean that an universe that came around and could not support intelligent life after all would collapse and disappear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our present paradigm provides for something to be unknown to us. This means that something can exist without us knowing about it. Even if anyone didn't know it exists it can still exist. However, as with many things in our universe, there is always knowledge to be collected. Anything unknown is knowledge collectible, and anything known is knowledge collected. That also means that all this knowledge must be stored together somehow, allowing us to percieve it and process it. But, as with all things, there must be an origin to all this knowledge, such as the fact that there must be an origin to humans. Nothing can come out of nothing. Something must not come out of nothing, which brings us to the conclusion that there must be a being out there who knows everything. We call that being God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another question is, can we really treat knowledge as a commodity? Data can be transferred and copied between computers via various media but before the invention of the concept of writing and language, would knowledge be something that we can actually move around and measure and weigh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Anthropic Principle assumes that knowledge is indeed an object, and not an abstract concept that we use to define information. It also makes an assumption of the fact that knowledge cannot exist unless it is stored. Which is true in a sense, but what does it have to be stored on? For all we know we can find new things through observation the same way we read a book.Knowledge previously unbeknownst to us and not properly documented is called unprocessed or raw data, and books and media contain processed data. All this comes down to the fact that we are now treating phyiscal phenomena and objects as simply knowledge to acquire. Wait, what about the creation of new knowledge? What is history, geography, literature, graphic arts and psychology then? We can create new knowledge through our actions and our work. If we still treated knowledge as an existing object that is stored in unprocessed form somewhere waiting for us to observe, then the fact that history exists means that the past continues to exist. Is that true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a still a philosophical question as there is no way to find out many things to prove that the principle does fit into this world. However, it does suggest some answers to some fundamental questions we have about ourselves, like our purpose here in the universe. The reason we the physical constants are so finely tuned to allow us to evolve and live in this universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may also be the answer to the question as to why we treat knowledge like tangible goods even when we cannot touch it, nor feel it but only express it. If the principle is true, that means the universe revolves around us, which may strike a chord with some religous groups, and that the universe is merely knowledge that we may be able to alter at the very basic level to make a world of our own, which is probably what happened and what exactly is happening in the world now may be the cumulative wishes of all who currently live in this world. It also means that history, or past time actually still exists, and can be retrieved provided we know how to. At the same time, it     allows a being that knows everything  to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a  small fraction of thoughts I have on this subject. The important thing I wish to point out is that, it allows for science to explain everything in this world, at the same time, it allows a God to be present in the picture. It may just be the way to explain everything around us, what we observe and what we believe. Something scientists nowadays are so furiously pursuing. The theory of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RhEBWWenOkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zXR_vOf3GnU/s320/haruhi04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048818140761766466" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just watching an anime series called Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuuutsu. The series is an animated manifestation of the Suzumiya Haruhi set of novels which includes Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuuutsu and many more. The anime basically includes the story from the Yuuutsu book along with parts of the other books in a short 14-episode series. Short it may be, I actually found it to be quite interesting. First of all, the idea that God is a girl (haha). Not that I think its true, but anyway yep. Second, I like people with so much energy and charisma in them. (Then again, who wouldn't?) I couldn't do anything like that... In fact, I couldn't muster enough energy to constantly update this blog to save my life. I must admit that I really was pulled in by the radical ideas Haruhi had and her will to make things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait hold on, I haven't explained what the story is about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its about this first-year highschool girl who introduced herself in a very unconventional way. In her own words, "I don't have any interest in normal humans. If anyone here is an alien, a time traveler, slider, or an esper, then come find me! That is all" ; which is of course, translated from Japanese, which the books were written in. That should explain enough in terms of what the story will be like, and I'll give you another hint to point you down the right track. Its the ridiculous type of story. Not the normal highschool one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly enough, the story of Suzumiya Haruhi was so popular it spawned an occult fan base known as Haruhiism, (well not exactly occult) but a fanatic fan base hell bent on wearing bunny suit costumes, cosplaying Haruhi and dancing the Hare Hare Yukai (which recently 40 &lt;strike&gt;cosplayers people&lt;/strike&gt; otakus in Akihabara did magnificently).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a good thing too, considering some cute girls are taken into cosplaying her and actually turn out to be quite attractive. Example below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RhEBemenOlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/80iKHV2XhPk/s1600-h/HawtHaruhiCosplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RhEBemenOlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/80iKHV2XhPk/s320/HawtHaruhiCosplay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048818282495687250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-350013678604475408?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/350013678604475408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=350013678604475408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/350013678604475408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/350013678604475408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/04/suzumiya-haruhi.html' title='Suzumiya Haruhi'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RhD6amenOjI/AAAAAAAAADs/XMZI0JV7PyQ/s72-c/bunnyworldex.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-5891491332520408863</id><published>2007-03-30T03:11:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:00:51.404+13:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG t3h P0sT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RgvXcWenOgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hKcaRuc9FZA/s1600-h/bunnynlinux.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RgvXcWenOgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hKcaRuc9FZA/s320/bunnynlinux.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047364689469061634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recent Apple craze is going insane. Everyone is going for a mac. A friend has got one, my lecturer's got 2, and now my flatmate wants one. Everyone but everyone has or is going to have an ipod, and Steve Jobs was deified 2 days ago by a bunch of cultists offering macintosh apples to a picture of him displayed on a MacBook in iPhoto. Whats going on here!? Even I want a mac now omg &gt;_&lt; no just stop it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've just been playing around with a version of a Mahou Sensei Negima game for the gameboy. Its some library island adventure and apparently very elaborate on talking. I wish it was more on action and killing monsters and ... ok fine its the tutorial I never bother to go thru. I mean, they should make the game more like pokemon, where its really up to you to go ahead and do the tutorial or run off into a forest and get killed by a Farfetch'd and comeback with a crying Pikachu on your back.  The game (as has always been) in full 2-D glory, with sprites too small they have to be cute-pixel-ized and only show their true form during a conversation, is quite similar to every other gameboy game i've played. Does someone actually draw sprites for ALL gameboy games? or is it just me that thinks the sprites have the same look no matter if its Pokemon, Mario, Zelda, Final Fantasy, Rayman or Negima?? Maybe its just my imagination, since all pixels are sold square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RgvZomenOhI/AAAAAAAAADY/vhZMG5yiWNw/s1600-h/ind-prv01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RgvZomenOhI/AAAAAAAAADY/vhZMG5yiWNw/s320/ind-prv01.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047367098945714706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the way they draw the characters in the game tho, they look so much like the ones in the manga. (unlike the anime &gt;.&gt;, which looks like a bunch of botched up freaks that come from third mile island where they may be without noses.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I still haven't gotten the stupid chatbar up. Apparently the guy who made it is charging now so I'll be merciful and screw him in the foot instead, and try something else. A big bunch of assignments have just been washed off my table and I feel so cleansed of the evil powers that suck away all my sleeping time. I shall have them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RgvafWenOiI/AAAAAAAAADg/J8HM0Nqic_Y/s1600-h/asuna2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RgvafWenOiI/AAAAAAAAADg/J8HM0Nqic_Y/s320/asuna2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047368039543552546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i know its late ugh. my clock just said so. so good night and good morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-5891491332520408863?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/5891491332520408863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=5891491332520408863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/5891491332520408863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/5891491332520408863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/03/omg-t3h-p0st.html' title='OMG t3h P0sT!'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RgvXcWenOgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hKcaRuc9FZA/s72-c/bunnynlinux.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-6447827974504030537</id><published>2007-03-17T11:15:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T11:43:52.612+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Facelift</title><content type='html'>Alrighty! I've put up an extremely simple layout for the site. The last one was getting too old, so I decided to replace it with a new shiny 30-min work. I felt that since I didnt have the time to think up a proper site anymore, I might as well just make it simple. I kinda feel its too plain too, but what the hell. At least it doesn't hurt my eye anymore heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-6447827974504030537?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/6447827974504030537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=6447827974504030537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/6447827974504030537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/6447827974504030537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/03/facelift.html' title='Facelift'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-8761807043131955998</id><published>2007-02-13T22:09:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T06:44:17.606+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work</title><content type='html'>Today's been another work day, just like the other days. I think I'm beginning to feel what my Dad feels when he goes to work. Everyday is the same, yet so much different from the rest. The same part is, you get up at 7, go to work at 9, listen to your boss rant at 10, tea at 11, lunch at 12, after 4 cups of coffee, work ends at 5. The different part is, everyday you gotta do new things at work. Unlike my dad, I engineer software, but he engineers business. Its the same really. Everyday I gotta find new ways to get the application to work, everyday my dad needs to find ways to get the deal to work. Then, we produce products, get customers to buy it and we get our paycheck. (Thats when its all worth it) I guess thats how the world goes round. People lose motivation all the time, even when they are doing something they like to do. Eventually however, a reward comes by for your hard work, and you suddenly feel new. I actually feel I'm 100% more productive on payday. Coz thats when I get my payslip, which means more peace of mind, and more dinners out with friends! ^^ Happy =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its only normal that this world is driven by business. Passion has become a luxury. In real life, you gotta really earn your well-being. And not only that, its hard coz you're competing with so many people in the world. Though there are so many people, it still kinda makes you feel lonely sometimes. Thats why we start working together, and eventually get a manager to help us organize and be more efficient. Then as we produce more things, one manager isn't enough, and we get more managers to help organize specific tasks, then all of a sudden those managers need to be managed. We don't have enough money to meet demands, and some new guy next door is trying to sell the same stuff, so we ask people to lend us money so we can pay them back a profit at the end of the day. These people then give us conditions and tell us what we should do, and who should be leading us. Then, we start buying up bigger places to make our stuff, and pay other companies to do things we can't handle anymore, and eventually become their only customer and take over. Then, suddenly some new company comes up with something that makes our stuff useless. Then we hire a bunch of smart asses to come and make something new that we could sell, then suddenly we got something going on again. We then build a building for them to work in and give them all the tools they need to find new and better ways to do things. Then we suddenly sell lots of different products. Now we hear that a country has just allowed the company to do business there for 3 years without being taxed, and the people there use a different type of money which is less valuable than ours. We send a bunch of our best people and a manager and it starts all over again in that country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our jobs originate from a need. In ancient times, farmers and fishermen came about because they needed food. Eventually, people found ways to make more food than they need. They found that other people had something they liked, and those people wanted to try their food, so they traded. Eventually, people found stuff like gold really beautiful so they wore it on their necks. Some people liked it so much they made lots of it and eventually people gave him food to make them. Then, suddenly another village's people came by and asked if they wanted stuff to trade. Then the people started trading and eventually some smart guys made little huts where people could come together and trade stuff. Some people bought lots of one thing and brought it to their home to trade. People then decided to make a shop where they could sell all their stuff they bought. Then, after a few wars, some people were scared and they wanted to follow a person who protected them. This person liked the birds and the trees. So some people took some mud and drew them and gave them to the person as tribute. It eventually became something people felt was prestigous, and people began to trade things other than food. Some people even asked for stuff when others wanted them to do things, like cut their hair. They became so good at it they built special places where people could always find them, and traded services for food. The king saw that people couldn't really be fair with stuff, so he asked some people to shape pieces of gold and give it to the people in return for stuff. The people then used this gold and gave it away for things they needed because it was valuable now. Eventually, these places where people used gold to represent the value of the items they traded became towns, and then cities, and then magnificient cities. Then, some of the people there were really good at shaping metal and wood, blacksmiths and carpenters. They eventually asked people for so much gold they wanted more. Since they could make strong boxes that theives could not open or steal, they told people they can protect their money, and they gave people pieces of paper with special writings on them to remind them how much of their gold they kept. These pieces of paper can be taken back to them in return for the gold. Since these artisians knew lots of people around, they decided that if people came to them with a cheque from another artisan, they would give them the gold and use the cheque to ask for the gold once he travelled to where the cheque originated. This means that people can keep gold in one place and take it out in another place. In some places, one cheque is 5 pieces of gold, and in another country, one cheque is 10 pieces of gold. You then have to give 2 5 gold cheques to get one 10 gold cheque. But why do you do that? Maybe its because most of the people there only accept 10 gold cheques because the people there don't like the other country or they can't go there and so you are forced to use their money to get stuff. This means only the few people who always commute between the 2 countries can help you do the exchange, and for a small price too... As cities grew bigger and bigger, people started to make more and more things to earn more money. The people in the cities eventually had nothing of value but money, which they need to survive. They start looking for all sorts of ways to get this money, like making things that people need, or trying to make people admire something and then sell it. People found that the women always sewed clothes at home. They then thought that if these women worked together, they could make more clothes than when they were sewing alone. Then people gathered them and paid them money to make lots of clothes. They weren't satisfied, so they asked them what they need to do to make clothes, and then the women told them you have to weave them and they thought, what if you made the machine move the strings faster? Then you could make even more clothes! They then made special machines that made lots of clothes and sold them and became very rich. Since there were a lot of thieves because thats one way of earning money too, some people decided that they would take money from some people every week, and then if something happened to them, they would pay them back some money. This was a great way to earn money, you simply take their money and tell them you will help them out if some accident happened, so they don't have to worry. As a result of this, people felt that they could now make their businesses even bigger, and maybe even sail to other places to buy things that people could not get or make here, and make huge profits. They then set sail around the world looking for gold to make money and spices to protect their food from smelling bad. Eventually they made tons of cash by making the people in other lands work for them and bring the produce back home to sell. Then, people started quarreling because they wanted to feel greater because they were richer. Eventually these quarrels became big wars. People then found out that the army needed lots of swords. So they started making lots of swords that the king would buy to give his soldiers. They also made arrows. They found that if you throw metal at someone it would be hurt more than shooting a piece of wood, so if you make the things that throw metal balls, people wanted to buy them from you so they could overwhelm their enemy. People then made guns that shot bigger and bigger balls of metal, which sailors used on their big ships to protect themselves and then navy to shoot down enemies. The people of the places which worked hard to provide the produce that made the people who controlled them so rich started to feel unhappy, and then they fought against their masters and built their own country where they could also do business as usual and instead, sell their produce to their former masters. Eventually, people learned that putting hot air in a ballon makes it fly and if you burned coal or oil and used the gas to move the wheel you could just go around and sit down and relax. Some people thought, what if you could make lots of them? And they found a way to make lots of them and became rich because they could make lots of them and didn't need to spend as much money on each compared to when they made a few. They could make it cheaper, and sell it for a bit less than their competitors and earn more money. Then, people started to make things fly with wings, like birds, which were hard to shoot and easy to use to hit the enemy. After a big war, some governments wanted to stay strong and paid the people who could make the best weapons a lot of money, and these things used in the weapons eventually became useful in peoples' daily lives. Some of these wars and weapons need lots of people to talk to each other quickly and easily even when they are far away, so the scientists made new things so the soldiers could speak to each other easily and made it easier to control their weapons. Then, people learned about how these things work and would also like to talk to their friends and relatives far away. Scholars wanted to be able to trade knowledge with people far away that knew different things and they decided they would use the same things to do it. The army used wireless signals to make sound go to other places as if there was a wire between them. Eventually, they found that you could put a mirror in the sky so you could send a signal up and the mirror could send it down to a faraway place for you. This was better than the stuff on the mountains, so it was good. People then found ways to make the things needed to talk to far away places smaller, and nicer to use and people liked it, because they don't have to feel lonely anymore and they can talk to each other all the time and the thing looked good. Then people found ways to see each other even though they are far away, and made it possible for any ordinary person to communicate visually. This was great, and the people who made these things earned a lot of money. They hired lots of people who knew about these things to make newer and nicer and easier to use stuff so they could sell it, and it keeps going on until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in a world driven by knowledge, the economy of the world still remains very much business oriented. This is because knowledge is only useful when someone needs it to make money. Thats why people nowadays who are well educated do well. But it still all comes down to one thing, people always need to eat, but they need to buy the food with money, so they find ways to give people something for more money so they can eat more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-8761807043131955998?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/8761807043131955998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=8761807043131955998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/8761807043131955998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/8761807043131955998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/02/work-work.html' title='Work work'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-1299409114227619061</id><published>2007-02-12T21:57:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:11:52.928+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennis</title><content type='html'>I was walking back home from shopping for some eggs and bacon that I was gonna use to make my breakfast the next morning. Usually, I walk past a tennis court of the Bishopdale tennis club and usually its just old people trying their best to live their lives to the fullest bouncing little yellow balls around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today is different. It seems like there was a tennis training session for kids going on today. It was a pretty different sight from the old geezers playing with expertise. It was pretty wonderful seeing all those kids running around having so much fun and laughing away I slowed down to watch as much of it as I can. To my surprise, they weren't just running around. They were actually playing tennis properly! omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when anyone below 20 is on a tennis court, you are bound to see people hitting with open rackets and sending balls flying anywhere but the opponent's court. However this was different. On a court close to me I saw a group of 4 young girls actually challenging each other to a duel, while their parents (I assume) watched on. They then went into a game where one girl (did I mention they looked 6 to 7?) kicked off with one of the most amazing serves I have ever seen a child play. She sent the crazy ball flying at the court &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;without a fault&lt;/span&gt; (!!) and the girl on the other side expertly sent it flying back to the corner of the serving team's court. The server's partner valiantly dashed towards it and managed to push the ball just over the net across to the other side with an open racket backhand, and the other team, anticipating the volley, hit the ball against the inner side of the court and sent the ball out of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people at the back were clapping their hands and hailing cheers at the girls while all four headed for the net to shake hands. This is one moment of true sportsmanship I have ever seen in a very very long time. You don't get that in Wimbledon And whats more, you don't see girls playing tennis with style everyday. Truly amazing. No matter how old you are, how mature you are, how smart you are; Even if they are kids, they may be a force to be reckoned with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, come to think of it, Russian dominance in tennis might be close to an end. One of those girls might someday be the next Maria Sharapova.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-1299409114227619061?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/1299409114227619061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=1299409114227619061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/1299409114227619061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/1299409114227619061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/02/tennis.html' title='Tennis'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-5453219981364940315</id><published>2007-02-11T06:06:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:00:52.747+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A design for the box</title><content type='html'>Alright. So I was looking at my laptop one day and I felt... "This is one boring laptop." I meant "This is one damned boring laptop". Okay fine. what I really meant was "OMG THIS LAPTOP IS SO ANTICLIMAX IT WOULD MAKE A HYPERACTIVE CHILD GO TO SLEEP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4BKAwtEbI/AAAAAAAAACI/kc4J-sEuDUE/s1600-h/100_2754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4BKAwtEbI/AAAAAAAAACI/kc4J-sEuDUE/s320/100_2754.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029959105334022578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after going through a brief session of trauma and anxiety as a result of the boringness of the Dell, I finally came to a conclusion to what I should do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I was thinking about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4EawwtEcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tTQDFy0tUvs/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4EawwtEcI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tTQDFy0tUvs/s320/lol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029962691631714754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. I am thinking of painting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down. I'm not in a hurry to do anything to it yet. Its just that its a very powerful computer and it just feels like a complete waste without it being able to actually LOOK powerful too. Yes, I know what would void the warranty and what won't (as if I completely forgot the obvious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I need to think of HOW I'm gonna paint it first. In terms of design. Its really difficult to think up something really cool for your computer, especially when you know you're only gonna be able to do it once. The stuff and colours that I'm gonna paint on it has got to be something nice, something pleasant, yet something that I can use as an identity. Gosh. This is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I went around to have a look at laptop paint designs, so I could get a feel of what would look nice and what not. Apparently laptop painting has come into fashion for companies who want to advertise their trademarks, such as this Starbucks design I came across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4GiAwtEdI/AAAAAAAAACY/AVM9vJOpby0/s1600-h/starbucks2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4GiAwtEdI/AAAAAAAAACY/AVM9vJOpby0/s320/starbucks2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029965015209021906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its nice. Its hard to paint too, I reckon, unless the paint was applied with a different medium first and then glossed out. Well, ok I don't know if its glossy, but I'm looking for a gloss finish for the laptop. Also, there are some rather simple but good looking designs out there as well, such as this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4HEwwtEeI/AAAAAAAAACg/oium-1IkIi0/s1600-h/HPIM1963_genx_Chanel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4HEwwtEeI/AAAAAAAAACg/oium-1IkIi0/s320/HPIM1963_genx_Chanel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029965612209476066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The designs don't have to take up the whole back of the screen either. Some laptops carry small, but imposing designs on them, like this one which was enchanted with the Chrysler logo with wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4HaQwtEfI/AAAAAAAAACo/GyUbnWvmsMg/s1600-h/chrysler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4HaQwtEfI/AAAAAAAAACo/GyUbnWvmsMg/s320/chrysler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029965981576663538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, custom jobs aren't the only ones in the realm. Asus Computers has recently released notebooks which were painted with the same paint and the same logo as the Lamborghini cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4JiwwtEgI/AAAAAAAAACw/aPkkmPgSZwg/s1600-h/asus_lamborghini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4JiwwtEgI/AAAAAAAAACw/aPkkmPgSZwg/s320/asus_lamborghini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029968326628807170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which are actually kinda nice. They even got a red LED shining under that little black strip on the back of the screen, causing it to look like brakelights. (Come to think of it, how do you mod to do lights on the back of the screen?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWWN.. oh well perhaps I'm dreaming too much. The laptop does look boring, but when it comes to playing it, its anything but boring. And that's what I'm gonna do right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/me jumps in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-5453219981364940315?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/5453219981364940315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=5453219981364940315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/5453219981364940315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/5453219981364940315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/02/design-for-box.html' title='A design for the box'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/Rc4BKAwtEbI/AAAAAAAAACI/kc4J-sEuDUE/s72-c/100_2754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-63566733498774114</id><published>2007-02-09T23:42:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:00:52.902+13:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog is getting boring</title><content type='html'>This blog spot is getting boring. I need to revamp it, and make posting a regular activity. It seems I'm losing readers just because of the lack of updates. Well, its time all that changed. Plans are underway for a new blog design, as well as a new uniform design for all my 3 blogs. They are gonna be linked so its gonna be huge. Watch this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, latest music coming in is the various albums from the anime Negima!?. Interestingly enough, it follow's its predecessor in having the same opening being sung many many times over by the same people. This time, its 10 CDs in all. 10! Every CD has its own version of 1000% Sparking and A-LY-YA, sung 3 to 4 of the girls from the 31 in the class. However, the reason I actually absorbed all those singles is because I wanted the different remixes of 1000% sparking that were unique to every CD.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcxSCAwtEaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sgTxW891F5A/s1600-h/1000sparking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcxSCAwtEaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sgTxW891F5A/s320/1000sparking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029485078383497634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The nice thing is every CD cover shows the characters that sang in that CD and every one is a different colour XD. I like little things like that. It also contains the lyrics of the songs in it, which are actually slightly different across the CDs. I liek that too :P. However, unlike Happy Material, which was the theme song of Mahou Sensei Negima!, where each version is played with different instruments and effects, 1000% Sparking is played with the same music no matter which CD you listen to. Only the people are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot. Love music. Now back to organizing all my songs. I'm glad iTunes actually does that for me hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-63566733498774114?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/63566733498774114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=63566733498774114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/63566733498774114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/63566733498774114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-blog-is-getting-boring.html' title='This blog is getting boring'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcxSCAwtEaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sgTxW891F5A/s72-c/1000sparking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-5941133433261797334</id><published>2007-02-05T23:28:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T00:14:14.052+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to quite a bit of music lately. Recently I've come across a group called IOSYS. They are basically a Japanese Electronica/Trance/House/MixOfWhatever group that makes mixed-genre albums filled with songs ranging from random techno to progressive house and rock music to out-of-tune singing which is surprisingly nice to listen to. I've been listening to their albums Touhou Tsuki Tourou and Touhou Otome Bayashi, both of which were made for an action game called (you guessed it) Touhou. Actually its not ONE game, its a series of games whose names start with Touhou (eastern). Anyway I'm not here to talk about the game. Coz I haven't played them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group's songs aren't exactly original in terms of style or anything. They just tend to have that alternative feel to them that I so love (I hate pop music just in case you don't know me). Listening to them however, is quite refreshing since you actually realize that the singers that exist aren't just Frank Sinatra or the Backstreet Boys. The popular hip-hop music nowadays simply do not fit into the 'music' category IMHO. They just sound like people trying to make a bunch of uncorrelated sentences rhyme to the beat of trash music. Makes me feel so much better when therer actually are groups putting some beats and melody into a blend of rich colourful alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're curious after reading all that rant, then I've got a website here that actually has some flash movies that play to their songs. They do not give you a very good idea of what the other songs in the album sounds like but they are a good example of what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://shatyou.hp.infoseek.co.jp/IOSYS_tohootomebayashi_loving.swf&lt;br /&gt;http://shatyou.hp.infoseek.co.jp/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-5941133433261797334?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/5941133433261797334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=5941133433261797334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/5941133433261797334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/5941133433261797334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/02/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-3334720247537583187</id><published>2007-02-04T21:14:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:00:54.277+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot about the blog</title><content type='html'>OMFG. When I saw nick's blog site on his MSN name today, I was reminded of something that I thought I left untouched for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg I forgot about the blog. The last blog was like last year! 17th December! (zomgwtu). Anyway I've really been catching up on anime lately. Instead of following the usual Bleach and Naruto which I had thrown to the side last year, some really nice animations have been started at the end of last year and continued into this year. Notable ones are Otogi-Jushi Akazukin, Busou Renkin and Negima!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Otogi-Jushi Akazukin おとぎ　銃士　赤頭巾(Lit: Fairy Musketeer Red Cap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWbRuV2JsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2DDPOxY-uac/s1600-h/akazukin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWbRuV2JsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2DDPOxY-uac/s320/akazukin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027595287828768450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story revolves around some kids (12 supposedly) that are involved in some magical battle between good and evil and fighting oversized ugly monsters that are the minions of some magical being that is causing all the needless trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWbvOV2JtI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QRQTeKNcm2s/s1600-h/monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWbvOV2JtI/AAAAAAAAAAw/QRQTeKNcm2s/s320/monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027595794634909394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay I'll stop being sarcastic. The story is about the reality of 2 worlds which were separated by God as a result of a proud young man that could perform the miracles of both science and magic and caused him to become all-powerful. The two worlds were split for such a long time it became a long and forgotten story. A young boy named Souta was told the story (which by now has become more of a fairytale) by his mom which went missing many years ago, and was given a premonition in a dream that a monster was to attack him and he was to be saved by a red-helmet donning "musketeer" that was no older than him armed with knives that apparently come from a pair of scissors. Indeed this really happened and her name turned out to be Akazukin (surprise surprise). Did I mention she had a pet &lt;strike&gt;dog&lt;/strike&gt; wolf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out there ARE really 2 worlds and the fairytales aren't fake. One world is the one we all live in now where mobile phones and the internet rule (Elde). In the other world, everything is governed by magic (Fandavale), which is ruled by a &lt;strike&gt;king with strange hair and walks around in a shell(see below)&lt;/strike&gt; great King Fernando, the wizard of Oz (why? coz his is the WIND element).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWdr-V2JuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rt77ojSJ0gk/s1600-h/fernando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWdr-V2JuI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rt77ojSJ0gk/s320/fernando.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027597937823590114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anime tells the story of the adventures of Akazukin (also known in English literature as Red-Riding Hood), Souta, Ringo (sounds like Apple in Japanese but that's another story), Shirayuki Hime (Princess Snow White literally), Ibarahime (Sleeping Beauty) and Val. The first episode deals out an introduction to the storyline, and shows Souta being attacked by monsters and what he is like as a person. Its a pretty interesting story. Cute characters that make it easy to watch and sometimes, one or two familiar names from the fairy tales read to us when we were going to bed. Though not particularly humourous, its worth a try watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negima!? is a spinoff from the anime Mahou Sensei Negima! based on the award-winning manga of the same name by the (genius) manga creator Ken Akamatsu. In this series, quite a lot of things are different from the manga (many times more so than Mahou Sensei Negima) and its rather random too. The story is also slightly twisted. In this anime, Negi gets an assignment to become a teacher of an all-girls school in Japan after his graduation fromthemagicacademyblablabla..... and THEN, when he arrives, everything changes. In this story Asuna is just a very very random person. (along with everybody else, but she ranks no.1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first episode shows Asuna not being able to get up coz she delivers the morning paper. As a result, she's partially awake on the way to school when she sees Negi use magic for the first time (and she's wearing some costume, I still wonder why). In this anime, Negi is actually in danger of being turned into an animal if someone finds out he's a mage, and Chamo apparently appears from the very beginning of the story. It feels kinda strange to see a very different Asuna from the one in Mahou Sensei Negima! where she was a lot more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWhIuV2JvI/AAAAAAAAABA/VQl5WvO5lBE/s1600-h/asuna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWhIuV2JvI/AAAAAAAAABA/VQl5WvO5lBE/s320/asuna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027601730279712498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This anime is also filled with random scenes with stuff that appears randomly such as constantly changing writings on the blackboard when Negi is introducing himself. Takamichi also seems like some he's capable of some real dodgy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWhu-V2JwI/AAAAAAAAABI/jaFLvQpqgfU/s1600-h/negi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWhu-V2JwI/AAAAAAAAABI/jaFLvQpqgfU/s320/negi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027602387409708802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that Konoka had to drag Asuna to school, and Setsuna had to cut down some big ネギま!? sign that was blocking their way? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWiYuV2JxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NP1UmewS8iw/s1600-h/asuna3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWiYuV2JxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NP1UmewS8iw/s320/asuna3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027603104669247250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very strange indeed. The anime is really funny at times and especially random when it comes to talking about someone or doing something in the clubs. I didn't mention the most important part, however, where Evangeline the vampire kept going around sucking the blood of the girls and causing Asuna to spread this idea of a 'Chupacabra' around (which is really just an ultra ugly drawing of Haruna's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWjauV2JyI/AAAAAAAAABY/_thq63-2Jpw/s1600-h/Negima+-+01+-+Large+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWjauV2JyI/AAAAAAAAABY/_thq63-2Jpw/s320/Negima+-+01+-+Large+24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027604238540613410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually starts a club to research this strange new animal (!!), which makes for some even more hilarious fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once again my short-lived attention has been pushed to a limit. Its time for me to just back off and watch more anime! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-3334720247537583187?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/3334720247537583187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=3334720247537583187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/3334720247537583187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/3334720247537583187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-forgot-about-blog.html' title='I forgot about the blog'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_27ltx8pdBZA/RcWbRuV2JsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2DDPOxY-uac/s72-c/akazukin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-7968759800188115392</id><published>2006-12-17T00:49:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T02:35:20.032+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Animation</title><content type='html'>So people always ask me why I always watch cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there was a time when we started believing that we were too old for cartoons. It was when were we wanted to grow up so much. We wanted to be mature. Rather, we acted mature. Nothing about us was mature. We were still children at heart. We were clumsy, constantly making more trouble than we intended. After a while, we got bored easily. It was better to sleep all day and forget about what we had to do. It was called demotivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demotivation comes from the fact that you don't see a reason to do something. Even when you have goals you can't act on them without being motivated. There has got to be something to look forward to. Got to be something that makes you happy to do it. It isn't money or goals or power. Napoleon once said, "a man does not risk his life for a half pence a day. one must speak to the soul to electrify him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak to the soul.  When we are motivated, we tend to look forward. Its usually because we know what to do with our lives. So called geeks are always so motivated even when people make fun of them. Behind those big unfashionable glasses, there usually is a very sharp, very motivated mind that tends to push the boundaries of possibility. Why? Because he knows that he can do lots of things... He knows his life is full of direction in what he is interested in. He lives in his world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets put this into some context&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society and group pressure are several things that influence the minds of people heavily. They are about the most obeyed rules in psychology. People are usually pressured to be in a group. Experiments conducted have shown that groups of people giving the wrong answer tend to sway people from giving the right and obvious answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats that got to do with anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People usually say that "that person is living in his own world" with reprise. Well. Lets ask ourselves a question: what makes us happy? Most of anything we find now only gives us temporary happiness. After a while we simply feel bored. But I guess thats what life is all about. Victory is only sweet after a loss. One thing however, can always give us something to look forward to. And that thing usually is enough to keep our spirits up. The soldiers in WWII tended to play sports with each other (even with opposing sides) when there were no orders. The war was never their fight, but they kept looking forward to those days of peace, stealing a taste when they could by being friends even for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Lets have a look at ourselves. Being constantly busy and trying to get things done. We usually get so upset with life and simply want to sleep once everything is done. Learning becomes a chore. We feel that things are only worth doing because we need to do them. We constantly go to pubs and places with loud trance music to get away. We drink and take drugs just to forget about those pains for a while. Even when we know how unhealthy that can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now lets have a look at children. They are constantly laughing and playing and doing all sorts of carefree things. Always seem so happy. They live in their own world. They don't need drugs to be happy. They don't need wine or sex. All they need is an idea to play with. Fantasies are what drive their development. They learn and produce so much. And they are happy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group pressure has the tendency to cut us off our own world. We are social beings. But sometimes its just better to live in your own world. Its actually a great place to be. Its where you let yourself wander in a world which YOU create. A place thats only fair to YOU. This world aint unfair at all. Its actually nicer that the real world many times. A great escape. "The wise general retreats when he has to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animation's a great way to get out sometimes and relax. Instead of taking drugs and drinking. During times of depression, I like to sit down and watch a few episodes of japanese animations. Ever since cartoons, the Japanese have developed quite a large animation industry. Churning thousands of episodes a year right now and creating lots and lots of revenue for them from animation licences. Their animations have evolved into pretty solid-filled fantasy stories ranging from swashbuckling medevial heroes to modern day comedies fulled with action. All sorts of strange, random, amusing, comical, impressive and even awe-inspiring stories that constantly capture our imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching these cartoons constantly give us inspiration and the feeling that anything can be done. Its always great to see superhuman things happening all over the place. It almost feels as if you can also do something like that. When it comes to a big problem, an almost ingenious scheme is formulated to get over it. It usually shows us that nothing is really impossible. Seeing is believing. When you watch what happens in animations, you feel that its also possible in the real world. Sometimes being a little optimistic is fine. Forget about reality. Sometimes putting yourself in the place of animation characters alone gives you the motivation to make things  happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I like to watch animation? Well I think I've explained it. Its fun. Why do you play it cool and make your life even colder? Sometimes its just better to jump back in and be a child. Who cares about what people think. Cool kids aren't always cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-7968759800188115392?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/7968759800188115392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=7968759800188115392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/7968759800188115392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/7968759800188115392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/12/animation.html' title='Animation'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-8453954523145461951</id><published>2006-11-30T20:46:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:14:14.397+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Programming</title><content type='html'>I recently upgraded my blog to some beta version linked to Google or something. Apparently its got more services than the old blogspot but I didn't see anything really new. *shrugs* Maybe they haven't implemented it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work as usual, is great. I really wanted such a job and its really a blessing that I actually got the job at Tait as a Junior Design Engineer. Guess there really is someone up there after all. Spending hours and hours programming and getting paid for it is probably the best thing I could ask for. Especially when something you have programmed finally shows up on screen and passes all your smoke and unit tests. The satisfaction makes all the hard work worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My programming days started when I was a wee 10 years old. Then when my dad brought home his Toshiba Laptop. It was an 8086 XT. The very first model of an extremely successful line of Personal Computer processors which continues to be developed till today. The current AMD Semprons and Pentium 4s are last few processor models still faithful to the ancient instruction set introduced to the computing world by IBM almost 40 years ago. There was this little program called Microsoft QBasic that was installed in another computer my father had in his office. Naturally, I brought a disk there and stole the program and brought it home to use on the laptop. Then I realized that I could do so much with it. I could write stuff to the screen, move letters around and change to other graphical modes that I could not do with batch files!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days when I made programming a hobby. I even asked my mom to buy me a book on QBasic which I learnt so much out of. There were so many things I learned to do and so many algorithms I realized I could apply. The incredible power at my hands made me move on to making my own graphical routines and eventually, simple drawing tools that allowed me to draw pictures on a screen and make it possible to save it and retrieve it at a later time. Back then, it was 1995. If I had an Internet connection I'd probably had known about GNU and other free software. I finally had one when I was 12. Unfortunately however, wind of the FSF and Linux never reached my ears till I was 15, in year 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then however, my mom wasn't happy with me using the computer for too long. I used to just sit in front of the computer programming and programming. Constantly typing out lines and lines of cryptic programming code which would eventually be translated into binary code that would drive the machine. I eventually learned HTML, which was slowly becoming the standard of webpages served back then. During 1997. Those were the days of IE 3 and Netscape, and Windows 95. Then, fierce competition occured between the two major browsers, constantly vying for the top spot of usage among Internet users. The Internet then was expanding at an astounding rate. More and more people got connected and the speeds of connections then constantly became faster and faster. 14.4kbps modems quickly went out of date and came the 28.8k modems which offered incredibly fast (at those times) digital throughputs. Eventually the 56k modem was introduced and then it was a luxury and was the fastest modem to our knowledge. The best OS the was Windows 2000. Though we didn't have much choice. Windows was mainstream and Linux was not yet user friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 16, Microsoft released Windows XP. Probably the best Microsoft OS to date. In terms of security, it leaves lots to be desired, but its still the best, the most compatible with software and hardware and the most user friendly. I went to college at 18, after the Form 5 public exams, the SPM. There I was introduced to a radically more powerful language than QBasic and Visual Basic. It was C++. I realized it was the embodiment of all the low level capabilities of C combined with the high level of object-oriented programming that was the buzzword of the day when Java became a popular language for a while. It was this course and this knowledge that landed me the job at Tait. Today, 3 years since I was introduced to possibly the language that gives you the most choice of control, has all but lost its popularity. It, along with its big brother C are still the most mainstream and the 2 most used languages in the world. Primarily because it is used in almost every application written back in the days of DOS and Windows 3.1 and it continues to be used in the most used operating systems in the world (GNU Linux, System V Unix and MS Windows).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays however, due to the power available to software with constantly increasing computer speeds and power, and the continued upholding of Moore's Law, easy to use languages running off interpreters and on-demand compilers such as Ruby and Python are becoming more and more popular among programmers. These languages, more commonly called scripting languages because of the way they are executed during runtime, follow in the footsteps of Java, but are much more intuitive and easier to understand. Most of all, these languages are no longer proprietary languages like Java, which means they are free to use, modify and bind to all. Standards now pushed in the software community has rapidly increased the portability of many programming languages now such as C and C++, and with scripting languages such as Ruby and Python constantly being developed by the open source community for a variety of platforms, they have achieved a level of portability that matches even Sun Java's, which was once the only truly portable programming language in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Software, like other languages is learnt through practice and application. It is also spoken only by those who live in the software community. Much like you don't speak Japanese if you don't live in Japan. The greatest thing about software is that it teaches you so much about computers and the many differences between the computer and the human, much like you learn about another culture through study of their language. The computer is radically simpler than a human mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this damned machine,&lt;br /&gt;I wish that they would sell it.&lt;br /&gt;It never does what I mean,&lt;br /&gt;but only what I tell it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, the computer is merely a human creation, and by the laws of creator and created, the creation can never overcome the creator, much like we cannot and can never overcome God Himself. Talk of the Matrix and computer intelligence rapidly increasing and eventually overtaking humans is nonsense. Intelligence can't be measured with numbers and even if you talk about IQ, the IQ of computers was, is now and always has been 0. They have never been able to do anything without human motivation and intervention. One would be hard pressed to find an example of a computer which will go on running forever and have the motivation to reproduce and have the intelligence to evade the threat of destruction and survive. One would be hard pressed indeed. Besides, they wouldn't even know of our existence, much less understand it. Their interaction with us is primarily motivated through our programming. Much as we do not know and understand God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems we are doomed to try and believe in something much greater than ourselves. He cannot be treated like a human, but it is the best treatment we can give. But it is still our science that constantly reveals an order within the chaos that surrounds us. It is through observation that only through the intervention of some force, be it human or artificial, order can be achieved, thereby proving the existence of a power far greater and far more powerful than ourselves. The best part is, we have no control over it. Much as a computer has no control over what we tell it to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to shut down and sign off. woot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-8453954523145461951?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/8453954523145461951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=8453954523145461951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/8453954523145461951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/8453954523145461951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/11/programming.html' title='Programming'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-116442750633152387</id><published>2006-11-25T15:54:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T17:13:28.830+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions, thoughts, conclusions.</title><content type='html'>My my... its been a while since I blogged. Guess discipline is still out of reach for me. Too much happened before today so I won't bother trying to keep it all up. Guess its time to start being a bit more self-motivated and grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came here to study at uni. Not to become some guy thinking he's real smart all the time. Well... its not my fault everyone says I'm smart.. or maybe it is... Maybe its just the arrogance. Recently I just couldn't bring myself to doing anything. Motivation for me is at an all time low this month and I can't figure out why. I couldn't even bring myself to study for the exams. Amazing huh? there I go again. Always pulling off the exaggeration and stuff. But the serious part is life doesn't seem worth living these day. Nothing seems worth doing these days. The flash movies I started are all left unfinished. Project DROPS is dead... as if it was destined to be. The Prometheus Project I was working on now sees no progress. All I do these days after work is sleep sleep sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading about Stephen Hawking in Kitty Ferguson's book about him. Thanks Mike, its a great book. Its good to know that he too had a time when there seemed to be nothing worth doing. Come to think of it, I only read it halfway. I stopped a couple of days ago. Spent my nights reading articles from Digg and vids from YouTube. Hell I even stopped watching anime. I thought I'd try and cheer myself up so I got this 7600 GT video card. Apparently it made me happy for a while. Got to play games on full settings and it STILL doesn't lag. but the excitement just wore off after a while. Life dropped back down to boring. Then I spent nights staring at my MSN contact list... wondering who's online now. Then I read a few web comics. Amusing, but hardly hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Lo, Marcus and Mike have gone back to Malaysia. Apparently having a fun time... well that's what I guess they would be. I mean. I wouldn't. Come to think of it, I'm really a boring person. Or a Bored person. Gosh... There never seems to be anything I really want to do. Programming has lost its taste some time ago. Making flash movies was just a spur of the moment. Now life only involves cooking dinner, eating dinner and sleeping. I'm becoming anti-social now for some reason. I've been turning down invites to go out, to have drinks, dance parties... I just preferred to stay back. (sorry guys). But everytime I stay back, it just seems so wrong, yet it seemed right at the time. Ok, fine I felt real lazy. But I don't see the point in going out and having fun. Life's just great when you get to sleep all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I admit. Relationships are like drugs. Once you're on to it, you can't get out or you become disturbed and suffer from withdrawal. I can't say what happened to the last one wasn't my fault. But I guess it was just me being childish. You'd never know what you have till you lose it. Sometimes you just get the illusion of being lonely when you really aren't. But that's what being immature makes you. Yet I've come to learn quite a lot from it. And I really started to treasure the time it still was. Being in love is a trivial matter. Yet the implications are far from simple. Keeping it is mission impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people try and find out about me. And I'm glad my friends are not like that. Or maybe its because we are friends. Or maybe its because I don't have long-term friends, or maybe that's why. I don't know what other people feel. What offends them or what makes them dislike you. Say something you KNOW really is nothing wrong to talk about and then boom. To me its just a matter of choice. Maybe they just want to be angry at a particular thing. You just put in the effort to approximate their preferences. Yet sometimes you manage to cause the worst of impressions, cast a shadow on your pride and leave footprints on others'. Then I decide... why not instead of trying to make everyone happy, why can't I just BE happy so no one can really offend me. I don't know if it really works. I know sometimes it doesn't. Sometimes it becomes selfishness instead. But what can I do, its not the best way, but I tried every other way. Sometimes its best just to keep quiet. Then you don't offend or annoy anyone. But sometimes even that offends them. You know you're gonna step on their toes sooner or later then why dont just not walk? Yet they want you to walk the walk and talk the talk. It almost as if people want you to offend them so they can hate you. We take a strange pleasure in holding grudges and hard feelings. Hell even some relationships stem from contempt. I've had one. A relationship without contempt DOES NOT work; coz I've been there too. You gotta have a serious fight with someone for them to become your best friend. (the irony) Love your enemies. We do! When they say familiarity breeds contempt, I'm tempted to extend that phrase to contempt breeds closeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2 more hours to go before church. Hell I wonder why I'm even going. Now people will bash me for this, but hey. I'm going because I've been going since I was little, since I remember, since I could reason and since I thought about it. I just go to church! Maybe its because my fear of God was ingrained in me. My fear of sin is and will be ever so great. Maybe that's why I entertained the chance to live alone for once. Maybe its why I think about how God impacts our lives. Maybe thats why I keep thinking of what famous scientists say about God. Maybe thats why I pushed my naked girlfriend away. Maybe thats why I never wanted to quarrel with her. Maybe thats why I keep to myself for fear of hurting people. Maybe thats why I never shouted at anyone outside my immediate family. Or is it? Or maybe its because of the quietness church affords me. I get to sit an think in silence, no one disturbs me. No one to bug me. I was Catholic since I was baptised. That seemed to be forever. I seriously hate protestant ideas. Probably has a lot to do with what I was taught and the teachings I was brought up with. I'm not blaming my parents, but it was my choice to hate them. My choice to hate them and their preachings of Father God's love for us. Their endorsement of feeling the love and singing praise to Him on their knees. Their belief that simply being emotional and hugging each other and shouting "praise the Lord" is a sign of love for God. Their belief that if people join them and do that they too will be "saved". Their belief that the Bible is free from the contaminations of worldly lies and that its truth is infallible. Yet their practices only lie in singing and shouting and crying to the Lord as the heathens did to Baal. Their view of the world's population as "people to be saved" and "people who have been saved". "I have come to this land a member of the Cult of Christianity seeking fruitful harvest from the undisturbed lands of the Atheist and non-believers, we come to save you from the utter ignorance of our ultimate creator, God." All that really makes me sick. Knowing about God is a right and a priviledge but NOT neccessary for salvation. Its not a CLUB which you have to join to be saved. God IS NOT stupid. People will go to heaven or whatever eternal paradise that is supposed to exist if their intentions are good and they are guilty for their wrongs anyway. Christianity is a religion, made of teachings to TELL US what is good and what is bad, and to satisfy our curiosity of what lies beyond the stars. Just as Linux and GNU is made to make people aware of the existence of free software, and the usefulness and redundancy of open source stuff. The Bible is as accurate as the traditions passed down by word of mouth through the generations as much as The Cathedral and the Bazaar is as  accurate as current geek culture. Enough of me. Protestantism is a half formed child of untold truths and misunderstood teachings. It makes me sick. The people produced from it are by no means bad. They just seem to have more hypocrites among them thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. Hate the sin, love the sinner that's what we all do. Or should do. I don't hate the people who carry it around with them. There's nothing wrong with it. I have very little intention of offending people but I have come to a conclusion that you cannot walk around without stepping on other people's toes. Thus, instead of being too careful, why don't you do your part and play the role of "not offended". STOP BEING SO SENSITIVE. There are lines to you shouldn't cross but seriously, whats up with that? In the end it doesnt even matter. Then this world will be without hard feelings and incredibly boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, we all live in a dilemma. And I guess that if you're offended SAY SO and if you offended APOLOGIZE. That's what dignity is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's a package of "lets all be good to each other" though results may vary. Terms and conditions apply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-116442750633152387?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/116442750633152387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=116442750633152387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116442750633152387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116442750633152387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/11/questions-thoughts-conclusions.html' title='Questions, thoughts, conclusions.'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-116157841112167458</id><published>2006-10-23T17:32:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T17:40:11.156+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam exam exam.</title><content type='html'>Phew... A whole day of study can have some pretty interesting effects on you. It seems after all that study you tend to feel happy, your awareness is abnormally good, you get quite a good appetite and you tend to make jokes out of what you're studying. In my case, as a result of studying about control systems, when people say one is slow at getting a joke, I say he is Lagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me look like a nerd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/southpark.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/southpark.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a nerd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/astrobunnyyay.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/astrobunnyyay.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah thats the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWayz Nick just set his blogsite up so I'll do the usual link up to his site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nickch.blogspot.com/"&gt; http://nickch.blogspot.com/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And GUYS. DotA at 11pm tonight. Don't be late or the game starts without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/BTNINV_Wand_05.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/BTNINV_Wand_05.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Daggon FTW :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-116157841112167458?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/116157841112167458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=116157841112167458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116157841112167458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116157841112167458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/10/exam-exam-exam.html' title='Exam exam exam.'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-116097691033689843</id><published>2006-10-16T18:31:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T18:35:10.346+13:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG. RED IPOD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/redipod01bkgrnd20061012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/redipod01bkgrnd20061012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one wonderful looking piece of equipment :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-116097691033689843?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/116097691033689843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=116097691033689843&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116097691033689843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116097691033689843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/10/omg-red-ipod.html' title='OMG. RED IPOD.'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-116082413184037734</id><published>2006-10-14T23:49:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T20:22:49.350+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The end has come... again.</title><content type='html'>It seems like the year has ended again. With the usual quickness. Sometimes I find it amazing how I still remember how the year started, how we couldn't WAIT for the summer holidays while we were still studying our asses off and working our nights out just to get that doggone assignment in tomorrow morning. It all ended in a flash... And all that just seemed too quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it has ended. The last issue of Canta was just released this week. The university clubs are now stopping their activities and closing their books. The final exams are now the last hurdle in our course this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just like to wish everyone good luck in the exams and I'd like to thank all my friends for all the good times we had this year, the late nights we spent writing reports and debugging circuits, the early mornings spent writing that damned piece of code, those trips over the holidays, the ski fields and the ball. Its been quite an interesting year this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets recount a few of those moments caught in the lens of my AW3s0mE 5 mp digital camera and occasionally, my Nokia camera phone (which isn't much really). First off was probably that potluck we had at Andrew's place. My that was fun. We were cooking throughout the party and some of us were just plain eager to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/000_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/000_0040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEE... Looking good! Vivi wasn't actually cooking. She just helped stir it. OK OK. its cooking too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/000_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/000_0041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Nick! Go Nick! err yeah that's both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the coolness was also that silly first aid course we did during Easter. OMG. Marcus stop pretending to be injured. NO NO NO. ONE MORE TIME AND YOU WILL BECOME A CASUALTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Image009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'd like to thank everyone, especially Ken, Nicole and Esther for that wonderful birthday surprise hehe. Thankieeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_0719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_0719.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burp~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1637.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though many of you may not know this photo, its me and a japanese friend Tadayuki. He brought me down to the skifields to let me try out "something cool". I had so much fun snowboarding there hahaha. OK YES I KNOW THIS PHOTO LOOKS FREAKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1577.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, me, Ricky and Marvin decided to try making our own little tech podcast called CONTROL-X and host it on our site. Apparently however, we had bad voices and all we could talk about was malinformed nonsense that we decided to screw and not put on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there was the CMSA Ball!!! Woot talk about that! We had so much fun (taking pictures) and ate so much (posh food) and had a Ball of a time :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/IMG_0030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, not to forget the Illuminate Ball held at City New Life, where we danced and had lots of fun crackin up tah stage. w00t. Go Nicole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/IMG_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/IMG_0023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even had this little get-together at Groynes (yes it DOES sound dodgy) Park which Ricky suggested during the IEEE BBQ. The usual matters included the sausage, bbq chicken, Andrew's wonderful fried rice, and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Image036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also highlighted is my visit during the Power Field Trip to New Zealand's biggest power plant (1GW!) Huntly Power Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_2209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_2209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of our days at uni we also noticed that we aren't the youngest people to study in university. There are younger people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Image045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricky  also got this new iPod Flea... apparently it could hold 1 mp3 song each. I don't know how that works out but well o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Image047.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, we had lotsa fun, and it was one year where we really broke out and gave ourselves a good time. I guess I'll always remember my 2nd Professional Year as one of the years where I had the best times and where I can finally say Now that's what I call fun!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. 3rd Pro's coming up, but before that the finals, and the summer holidays. But what the hell. In the meantime, stay cool and screw the exams with flying colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_2347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_2347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-116082413184037734?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/116082413184037734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=116082413184037734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116082413184037734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116082413184037734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/10/end-has-come-again.html' title='The end has come... again.'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-116082285165499354</id><published>2006-10-14T23:25:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:47:31.670+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a hard disk apart.</title><content type='html'>I found an old 250 MB 3 1/2 inch hard disk in the junkyard early this year. While tidying my stuff up, i realized that I still had it and it was pretty worthless now that i threw it around quite a bit. So I decided to take it apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_2362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_2362.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Here's what its bottom looks like. Its basically a big chip with lots of electronics on it to control the head and disk motors and shit. It also controls the data transfer via ATA and has the hard disk cache on it. This is the first thing to come off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_2363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_2363.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I had to remove the 2 restraining bars on its side that held the board to the hard disk block and held the hard disk to the computer casing. So first thing's first. Unscrew it and pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we unplug a bunch of ribbon cables attached to the hard disk and then we reveal the undercover. This is easily unscrewed by removing the nut, and we simply pull it off. It seems like its glued there. Either that or it was a vacuum inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_2372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_2372.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we pull the cover off, we can see the actual head of the hard disk and the disk itself. Yes. Its the shiny little plate there. Next stop was to take the electronics out. These weren't secured by anything. I simply had to slide it out from under the head. It looks as tho I broke something but I really didnt :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_2374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_2374.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, The metal piece next to the head drive was actually a strong magnet. I thought that it might have been secured somewhere so I kept prying and looking around until I found that it was simply stuck there coz its a magnet. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_2377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_2377.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the principle was that with such a big flux, we didn't need much of a current to move the head to compensate for rotational inaccuracies. So in other words, we could easily move the head at extreme precision with such a powerful magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_2382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_2382.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After removing the magnet, we can now slide the head out of under the disks. There are 2 disks I found out. Each is separated by a light metal ring that was placed between the 2 disks. All I did to remove the discs was unscrew the plate that secured them to the shaft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_2383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_2383.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you pull that out, you can see the motor at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems this magnet I pulled out of the disk is a strong one. Might be useful if i was gonna make a little motor. HEY maybe I should! The disks make really nice mirrors. They don't scratch easily and they are fun to play with. Tho, handling them with fingers tends to make them attract dust lots and creates little fingerprints on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to open up a 250 GB hard disk :P heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-116082285165499354?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/116082285165499354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=116082285165499354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116082285165499354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/116082285165499354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/10/taking-hard-disk-apart.html' title='Taking a hard disk apart.'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115716359615469526</id><published>2006-09-02T14:17:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:25:04.626+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Power plants o.o</title><content type='html'>I just came back from the Power Engineering Field Trip. Another one of those excuses to get away from Christchurch and that boring little home. In this trip the EPECenter once again subsidized and organized our visitation to several North Island Power Plants as an educational trip. Cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off by a plane ride to Wellington. Yes. we took a plane to Wellington. no boring bus ride to the strait. When we hit Wellington and got off to ride the bus out of the city, I realized the city was a tad too crowded for my liking. Ok theres one city I wouldn't wanna live in. NEXT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was the Te Apiti Windfarms owned by Meridian Energy. (my they have a lot of generation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1769.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its not like they have lots like as in wind turbines, but im mentioning the entire set of generation plants they have, which includes Manapouri, Benmore, Ohau, Tekapo, up to Waitaki and Te Apiti here. OMG. lots of power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How big are they? well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1768.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should give you a good idea. You can put an elevator inside it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1756.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blades themselves are pretty big. The diameter of its base is probably as tall as a 12 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1721.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen here are the things that connect all these turbines together. A tiny little transformer to match the impedance of the generators and do a bit of regulation. Inside that lil green building is a STATCOM (static compensator) that compensates for all the reactive power generated by the wind turbines, since the wind turbines use squirrel cage induction machines as generators and generate at a low power factor (ewww).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we rested up in a motel near Taupo Lake. But before that we had to... oh wait. Whats this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1775.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... TimeOut... TimeZone... what next...... TimeIn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, another one of the interesting things i saw in this little sleepy town is a funny place to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1778.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next off we rode down to the Mokai Geothermal Power Plant. Woot. Talk about pushing generators with steam from the ground. It seemed that steam popped out almost EVERYWHERE around the area. Its white steam pushing out of the ground everywhere as far as this area is concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1807.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steam pumped out is channelled thru those long steel pipes into the plant, where binary generators like the ones seen below are being operated. These generators are on the same shaft, and basically, one runs on high pressure, and another on low pressure. Together they generate quite a few megawatts of power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1798.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next off, we went down to the Maraetai I Power Plant after dropping by some unexciting substation at Wharanui where we were educated about how to keep people safe by making the ground live and placing metal fences around the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1844.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like an old power plant, but once upon a time it generated a significant amount of power and actually kept New Zealand time! But now it doesn't and only some of those meters work. It is still used to maintain the system frequency though, since most of the generators don't run until they are needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1863.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is what the top of the generator looks like. Pretty small? If you look at the floor and notice that it is made by large tiles, all that floor can be removed. The entire generator fits inside there from the top. Get the idea now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1878.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DC current used to excite these machines come from power electronics now, which offer much more control than the DC motor stuck at the top of each generator. However, the power is still sent to the rotor via the old-fashioned brushes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1910.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115716359615469526?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115716359615469526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115716359615469526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115716359615469526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115716359615469526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/09/power-plants-oo.html' title='Power plants o.o'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115668072255263810</id><published>2006-08-28T00:11:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T14:16:33.923+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy heavy heavy</title><content type='html'>Woot. Malaysian Ball. It seems like I'm falling behind on my blogging again. There were so many events I never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogged about. Well it stops here. I'm back. Tonight I haven't finished packing for my field trip tomorrow and I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still blogging. Look at the 糊涂 me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I promised some people this blog so I'm committed. Basically now I'm just waiting for those photos to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish uploading........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ball had everything we can expect from Malaysians. Great food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1663.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... great posters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1649.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... great posers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1650.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... great people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1653.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course we love the CMSA tech crew which brought in all the electronic entertainment. WOOT guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1656.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with nothing more than 2 laptop computers and a mixer, the guys actually managed to spew out some of the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;professional looking productions Windows XP is capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Gates will be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat at table 20. I didnt choose the number (it is very auspicious actually. It is pronounced Ji Jap in hokkien but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sounds like Ji Zhe 吉者 in Mandarin which means lucky person so its good). My table has great people. Meet the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;committee of the UCSSSssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss (oops) i mean the University of Canterbury Singaporean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students Society (some of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1642.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool eh? The one standing beside the yellow-tied me is Wilson, the El-Presidente of the UCSSS and further right is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looi the Vice and the charming lil woman on the very right side Nicole is the Secretary. The rest I don know. NO LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDDING. From left: Raymond, Nick, Andrew, David (Me), Wilson and Looi. And again from left, Esther,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PaisehI4goturname1, PaisehI4goturname2 and Nicole. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot the gurls looked like they came from Planet Vanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1647.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the boys... well.... the boys........ .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1652.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... no comment. full of Ego I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1677.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formalities won't keep us from having fun and the after party was great too! Club XO was completely rented out by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us. We had lots of fun dancing tho no pics were taken of that, well I have to go look for them. We also had fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuddling and stuff. Nothing dodgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1711.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole didn't seem too happy about that. And wilson couldnt hold his drink =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1703.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pretty happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1662.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course... too tired to take any photos of the way home. But thats another story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115668072255263810?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115668072255263810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115668072255263810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115668072255263810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115668072255263810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/08/heavy-heavy-heavy_115668072255263810.html' title='Heavy heavy heavy'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115287648094961783</id><published>2006-07-14T23:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:33:36.390+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished assignment</title><content type='html'>ALRIGHT! finally finished my assignments. Check out what we made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1516.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its lame i know. The thing about this assignment is that it went so well, we couldn't wait to finish it. One of the most interesting assignments we have ever done. Here's how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the lecturer gave us a (bad) schematic and told us to design a printed circuit board (PCB). then he told us to use the (unavailable) footprints and connect the (wrong) pins to the (incorrect) components, leaving us with a (faulty) design to start off with. Its really (un)cool isn't it? We were so (un-)excited! Especially about the fact that we had to (correct, and) use the schematic and actually design a properly working instrumentation front end! (for those of you who dont know whats that, its the name of the circuit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. so here's how we did it. First, we set off to work happily to Altium and drew the electrical schematic into the computer using P******l. Excuse me. Altium. Protel is a bad word. (did i just say that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then to our (horror) surprise, we discovered that some of the components could not be found in the libraries. ok. fine we used different ones. But suddenly we find their footprints are wrong o.o. DAMN. now what. Well, it wasn't me who actually did that so i wouldnt know. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did the PCB routing part (which means I drew the wires on the board). So I'll talk about it. Getting 50 (ok fine not quite 50) on a PCB and connecting them all on the surface WITHOUT crossing wires is NOT for the faint hearted. So I sat down, with my green onion chips and coke, and put my hands together and worked into the night. woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nick and ricky (my group members for this project) were a great help. they drew footprints for the PCB and made my job really easy. just connect the components!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we finished it and made the board. right. Now fast-forward.  We have the board! YAY! Then we left the board for 3 weeks with Nick so he can solder all the components on to it. (yes thats the whole holiday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done, it was back to school. Great thing was, it was due on the first week after the hols. WOOT. WE HAD TO DO THE WORK QUICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1492.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! first thing's first we rushed up and started debugging... Well. I wasn't really active here because of some software assignment I had to finish in a matter of days. While they were debugging, apparently i moved some power lead and caused one or two of the things to actually burn. I was worried the voltage regulator burned, because it was the hottest, but the op-amps were cold. BUT THEY WERE THE ONES THAT ACTUALLY FRIED. the regulator was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1518.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about silent death. = =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was too busy to help them (my apologies &gt;_&lt;) with the actual debugging. So the report was left on my shoulders after that. I had thursday and friday (the due day) to finish it. so naturally, we did it into the night.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1499.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's me doing it. BUT while I was busy rattling away on the keyboard to get the report done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1496.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricky had chips for dinner, and Nick was trying to make his own Virtual Reality mask with an LCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1523.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we got it all working. And the great thing was, we even connected it to the computer to generate OUR own custom signal and displayed it on the oscilloscope output!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/100_1522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/100_1522.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT TIME we will never do things on the last week again. Oh the (absence of) joys of doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115287648094961783?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115287648094961783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115287648094961783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115287648094961783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115287648094961783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/finished-assignment.html' title='Finished assignment'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115177456159494401</id><published>2006-07-02T05:19:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T05:22:41.606+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Home.... o_o</title><content type='html'>I miss home...&lt;br /&gt;Sweet home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/home.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115177456159494401?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115177456159494401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115177456159494401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115177456159494401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115177456159494401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/home-oo.html' title='Home.... o_o'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115167086362947745</id><published>2006-06-30T21:35:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T00:34:23.740+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Alternative to an iPod?</title><content type='html'>Alright. Here's the deal. I'm getting tired of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/dev10001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/dev10001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was planning to get this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/apple_ipod_video_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/apple_ipod_video_00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the price of it was... x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/expensive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/expensive.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/3059707285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/3059707285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot woot. Looks like a cool little alternative to the iPod. Basically, it costs less than an iPod Nano, considering it is around the same size, well... roughly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Untitled-5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its even got a much bigger screen! XD and its battery lasts for an astounding 20 hours on mp3s and 12+ hours on video. DAMN Now how cool is that o.o It even has that cool metal back an iPod has!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/lp02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/lp02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I really like the cool little panel of buttons neatly tucked away. Its no circular scroller, but hey, it uses so little space that practically the entire thing is the screen! That's a good tradeoff if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/lp01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/lp01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the colours are PRETTY vibrant, I would believe its around the same as an iPod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/U40DT20060419104534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/U40DT20060419104534.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, there's a black version too XD I WANT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/miniplayer01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/miniplayer01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, its got a huge number of features! Not to mention an FM radio too o.o WOW. GAMES OMG! woot! I wonder what that browser does. Can I connect to the internet with it!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/3967534294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/3967534294.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a wonderful little piece of hardware if you ask me. Now if only I could get my hands on one of these. Looks like I'm gonna have to get someone in China to buy it WOOOOOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115167086362947745?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115167086362947745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115167086362947745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115167086362947745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115167086362947745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/alternative-to-ipod.html' title='Alternative to an iPod?'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115105729256275158</id><published>2006-06-23T21:53:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T22:10:01.526+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Kitty Invasion II</title><content type='html'>Thanks Ricky for that lil nice picture of Hello Kitty painted on EVA Air, and the following pictures in this post. Hello Kitty and friends have decided to not only conquer all that is rightfully the earth's but now seeks to expand their reign into the skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/img77071im.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/img77071im.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot. Now that's a sight to behold. Its Taiwanese by the way, and the words on the plane read... err (hmm lemme see =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Kitty EVA Air Chang Rong Hang Kong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/img77134dq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/img77134dq.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God you have got to be kidding me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/img77267ky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/img77267ky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Now I REALLY have an appetite. CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lets see Hello Kitty has gone into the skies too! Have you? Well, it seems its departure into the infinite blue is not unique either. Many many more cartoons have made their way into the skies riding the commercial airliners we love so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is JUST... obscene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.airliners.net/open.file/1048813/M/"&gt;Pikachu?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough? Click here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.airliners.net/search/photo.search?album=7307"&gt;MORE AIRPLANES&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't believe what? The fact that many asians are brain washed by cartoons?&lt;br /&gt;It's bad enough on the ground but they are now airborne!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ricky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/kitty_plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/kitty_plane.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice flight ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115105729256275158?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115105729256275158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115105729256275158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115105729256275158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115105729256275158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-kitty-invasion-ii.html' title='Hello Kitty Invasion II'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115105575379546126</id><published>2006-06-23T21:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T21:47:46.486+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>* EDIT: I was NOT chewing on that book. It was like that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today an episode of my life passed with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing going on at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so fine. I was playing solitaire... satisfied? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like... Hey dude.... I'm BORED... HELLOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm lets try sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glug glug glug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay... a book (!) sad -.-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm? a nudge&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats up now... Youtube omg ... o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mail? hmmm... nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping is still the most fun thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Picture%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115105575379546126?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115105575379546126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115105575379546126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115105575379546126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115105575379546126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115086064507840939</id><published>2006-06-21T15:12:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T15:30:45.093+12:00</updated><title type='text'>What's happiness?</title><content type='html'>Happiness is a strange thing&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a nice thing&lt;br /&gt;Happiness comes sometimes&lt;br /&gt;when you lose everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is having a family&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is having friends&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is being happy&lt;br /&gt;that you have lots of friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is hobbies&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is relaxing&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is being able to do&lt;br /&gt;everything you like doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is what you give&lt;br /&gt;Happiness can be recieved&lt;br /&gt;Happiness should always live&lt;br /&gt;in your heart so you can give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is not being lonely&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is not being sad&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is having a friend around&lt;br /&gt;so you do not go mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is loving someone&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is also being loved&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is loving someone&lt;br /&gt;and returning all the love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is the day we talked&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is the day we walked&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is the day we chattered&lt;br /&gt;from the night into the day and after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is when I can bear&lt;br /&gt;the jealousy that I always wear&lt;br /&gt;Someday when happiness is rare&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you my rations&lt;br /&gt;because it is only fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115086064507840939?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115086064507840939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115086064507840939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115086064507840939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115086064507840939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/whats-happiness.html' title='What&apos;s happiness?'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115066415046805515</id><published>2006-06-18T22:53:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T21:51:42.410+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Kitty Invasion</title><content type='html'>It seems a while ago some alien lifeform came to earth and begun a systematic invasion of the planet's merchandise and spread like an epidermic across the entire Asia Pacific. Its something cute, and something that we all know and love(hate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/hello_kitty_tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/hello_kitty_tattoo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute eh? I am so wondering what makes it so appealing to girls. So I did some research. Alright, I then googled and found the wikipedia link (awesome as always). Here's what I learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago some dude named Ikiko Shimizu had a strange inspiration to draw up a cat with no mouth and a ribbon tied on one of its ears. Originally this cute cat was put on little purses and stuff for young girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/172562-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/172562-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its gone a bit further than that. I was astonished to find it embroided on some of the most "boyish" products!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/black-guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/black-guitar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I mean if it was a TV, it wouldn't have been THAT bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/32383.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/32383.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, all this isn't so bad when you actually come across a Hello Kitty LAPTOP by Fujitsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/notepc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/notepc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... what kind of market was this thing intended for?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, fine I stopped there. It was already getting into my head. For one thing, if I didn't know better a bus stop would have had a sticker of hello kitty on it put on by some random hello kitty fanaticrita. But noooo some city's council actually approved the placement of an actual hello kitty sign somewhere o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/sign.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even better, it has its own game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/150px-Hellokittyhappypartypals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/150px-Hellokittyhappypartypals.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I do not play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like how bird-flu is the talk of the medical community, Hello Kitty is the talk of the fashion community. It seems like its become some kind of designer brand, even infiltrating the world of posh goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/464937k1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/464937k1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not exactly posh, but it sure has some style in that glass. Back to the electronics, which is something I am always drooling over. Apparently Sanrio has given girls a reason to drool over them too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/kem471353_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/kem471353_s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/ki284big.2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/ki284big.2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made me wish I had one too ;_;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/hellokittyhub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/hellokittyhub.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hello kitty USB hub. For those so inclined.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can find them in one of their cool shops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/Sanrio-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/Sanrio-10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw one even nicer shopping complex than this but I lost the picture :( . I'll post it the moment I find it again. I'm sure they will have so many cool things that I'll go @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/19094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/19094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum lollies. As you can see, they have not only penetrated the electronics market. You can practically find Hello Kitty EVERYWHERE from the showroom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/KITTY02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/KITTY02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... To the racetrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/hlokty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/hlokty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That is a Ferrari and no that Volkswagen is NOT a toy. Its true blue Beetle material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it'll go away someday and become something in our memories. For now, its reached its Golden (or Pink if you will) Age it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT: I take that back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/1600/kt_plane1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3503/953/320/kt_plane1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115066415046805515?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115066415046805515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115066415046805515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115066415046805515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115066415046805515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-kitty-invasion.html' title='Hello Kitty Invasion'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-115001832493399250</id><published>2006-06-11T21:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T21:32:04.943+12:00</updated><title type='text'>fish and chips</title><content type='html'>This is just wonderful, come back from church and lookie what I bought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/fishnchips.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm... tasty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-115001832493399250?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115001832493399250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=115001832493399250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115001832493399250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/115001832493399250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/fish-and-chips.html' title='fish and chips'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-114999829755006979</id><published>2006-06-11T15:15:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T15:58:17.563+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot. New layout</title><content type='html'>I have finally completed my newest piece of work! This time my web blog's layout is NOT ripped from some silly template they provide on blogspot. Instead, now that I finally have the time to indulge in some intense programming, I have finally produced a web 2.0-ish layout for my blog! Incorporating the old-new buzz going around right now which is AJAX into my new pwning shoutbox on the sidebar! Go ahead and have fun with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up too late today. 10 am and didn't feel like getting out of bed. This is what happens when you play too much DotA in the university CAD suites. Sleeping at 4 am is not good for you and so is sitting in front of the computer too long. yes. BAD BAD BAD. ROFL. I am t3h l337 aint 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/boomheadshot.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teh always kill nubs and earn t3h moni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/runaway.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG J00 nuub towah DIE PLZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/tower-owned.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFGLOLROFLMAO I t3h OWn j000000000 w00000000t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stuff...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-114999829755006979?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114999829755006979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=114999829755006979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114999829755006979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114999829755006979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/woot-new-layout.html' title='Woot. New layout'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-114985072345661431</id><published>2006-06-09T22:31:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:58:43.466+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Finish Uni Liaw</title><content type='html'>LOL... someone asked my why my site no chatterbox hahahaha. Aiyooo... my site no chatterbox doesn't mean its bad lerrr you see I got comic strips, lyrics to Japanese song, picture of my LCD (:P) why should I need a chatterbox? There always is the comment button in case you didn't notice it hahaha... Anyway, if you guys want a chatterbox fine. I'll get one later, coz right now I can't be screwed to do anything else but sleep and make everybody feel guilty that they did not kill the lecturer before he walked out of the examination hall today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've been playing this kickass game called Civilization IV. Why its kickass? It doesn't have legs. It doesn't need legs to be kickass. It NEEDS legs to kick ass. But lets not go there. The game is about commanding a bunch of lak kia (uncultured people) in the stone age and turn them into the greatest, most powerful, most advanced, and most culturally respected civilization of all time. woot! Amazing grace how sweet it is........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing I like about this game is not the gameplay, and no it is not the graphics which are an awesome 3-d combo that lags my pc. And NO it is so not the movies which are so scarce across the game and NO it is not the concept and no it is not the cute-looking cities that seem to keep growing as the population gets larger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what then is it? Well when you open the game, you are presented with a main menu and stuff rite? well, listen to the song and whoa BANG~*. Its one of the best soundtracks I have heard in the game yet and it ROCKS ass. At first, I just felt it SOUNDED nice. I decided to ask Google about it and I was astounded by the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of the song was Baba Yetu which means "Our Father" in Swahili. Yes yes. Its the Lord's Prayer sung in Swahili. Mind you Swahili is the language spoken in Eastern Africa, which we all know so well as the Cradle of Life. It seems quite appropriate too, actually, singing praise to the Almighty one in a language of little known origin is quite a cool thing. The composer is Christopher Tin, man this asian's good :p. The people who sang it are not all native Swahili speakers. I guess that probably gave it that amazing vocal sound to it. So there. Sometimes I just leave my computer with the main menu running to listen to the song. Its really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, woot everyone likes images. So ima put a little something here that I cooked up while I didn't want to study for that ghey Control Systems test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/edited.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-114985072345661431?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114985072345661431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=114985072345661431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114985072345661431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114985072345661431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/finish-uni-liaw.html' title='Finish Uni Liaw'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-114950911013762915</id><published>2006-06-06T00:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T00:05:10.156+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Awp in Ragnarok</title><content type='html'>It would be awesome to have a Ragnarok mod for counterstrike. And it would be great to have this weapon too =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/awpmagnumrifleinro.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-114950911013762915?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114950911013762915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=114950911013762915&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114950911013762915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114950911013762915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/awp-in-ragnarok.html' title='Awp in Ragnarok'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-114906535122165425</id><published>2006-05-31T19:25:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T20:54:44.933+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Novice adventures</title><content type='html'>Nothing to write today. So I'll leave you guys with a comic strip I made about the Ragnarok Noob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/noob1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-114906535122165425?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114906535122165425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=114906535122165425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114906535122165425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114906535122165425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/novice-adventures.html' title='Novice adventures'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-114897730691532631</id><published>2006-05-30T20:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:21:46.936+12:00</updated><title type='text'>LCD</title><content type='html'>Alright. Recently I went on a little shopping spree and got myself a few things.  HEY Come on... Whats this about boys shouldn't be shopping?! It really shouldn't matter too much if he spends all day in Dick Smith Electronics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/dse.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the guys at Lowyat? Why are THEY allowed to shop and not me? THATS SO UNFAIR! I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP I WANNA SHOP i wanna shop i wanna shop i wanna shop i wanna shop i wanna shop i wanna shop i wanna shop..........(shouts like girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/kualalumpur-lowyat1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Enough with all this babbling. Its all good. No one told me I couldn't shop. I forgot to remove my earpiece with the iPod playing another episode of Keith and the Girl talking about boys shopping spend more than girls do or whatever (actually, we DO spend more than girls when it comes to shopping. hmmm.. something to ponder about.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for those of you in the dark, the reason I came back to continue blogging here is NOT because I got a new awesome LCD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/lcd.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its because &lt;a href="http://daphne89lin.blogspot.com/"&gt;my sister&lt;/a&gt; suddenly came up with such a kickass looking blogspot (which I doubt she made by herself) made me feel like I just abandoned my blogspot to the fishes (LOL). Anyway. After an encounter with the University's lovely careerhub people, I have to sign off now and go fix up my CV so I can work here someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/sesco.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-114897730691532631?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114897730691532631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=114897730691532631&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114897730691532631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/114897730691532631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/lcd.html' title='LCD'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-112821848261467993</id><published>2005-10-02T14:57:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T15:05:02.463+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Post post post</title><content type='html'>LOL... been a long time since i posted here. God knows why I am posting now when no one is reading it lol!. Anyway, been away busy with uni stuff (the usual excuse). And been brushing up on some brand new 3d animation software! woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-112821848261467993?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/112821848261467993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=112821848261467993&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/112821848261467993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/112821848261467993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/post-post-post.html' title='Post post post'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-112483895993348838</id><published>2005-08-24T10:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T14:03:33.143+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Like flower petals</title><content type='html'>I simply love the song "Hana" by Orange Range. This song absolutely awesome and I've been listening to it for months and I never got bored. This is one great song. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics for the song ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花びらのように散りゆく中で&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夢みたいに君に出逢えたキセキ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛し合ってケンカして色んな壁二人で乗り越えて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生まれ変わってもあなたのそばで花になろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いつまでもあるのだろうかオレの真上にある太陽は&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いつまでも守りきれるだろうか泣き笑い怒る君の表情を&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いずれ全てなくなるのならば 二人の出逢いにもっと感謝しよう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あの日あの時あの場所のキセキはまた新しい軌跡を生むだろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛することで強くなること&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;信じることで乗り切れること&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君が残したモノは今も胸に ほら輝き失わずに&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸せに思う巡り会えたこと&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;オレの笑顔取り戻せたこと&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「ありがとう」あふれる気持ち抱き 進む道程&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花びらのように散りゆく中で&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夢みたいに君に出逢えたキセキ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛し合ってケンカして色んな壁二人で乗り越えて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生まれ変わってもあなたに逢いたい&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花びらのように散ってゆく事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この世界で全て受け入れてゆこう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君が僕に残したモノ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“今”という現実の宝物&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;だから僕は精一杯生きて花になろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花はなんで枯れるのだろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;鳥はなんで飛べるのだろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;風はなんで吹くのだろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;月はなんで明かり照らすの&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何故ボクはココにいるんだろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何故キミはココにいるんだろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何故キミに出逢えたんだろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;キミに出逢えた事それは運命&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花びらのように散りゆく中で&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夢みたいに君に出逢えたキセキ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛し合ってケンカして色んな壁二人で乗り越えて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生まれ変わってもあなたに逢いたい&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花びらのように散ってゆく事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;この世界で全て受け入れてゆこう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君が僕に残したモノ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“今”という現実の宝物だから&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;僕は精一杯生きて花になろう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨上がり 虹架かり 青あらしに生まれし光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ここにゆるぎない大切な物気づいてる ”愛する” ということ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;まだ歩けるだろう？見えてるんだもう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“想い” 時を超え永遠に響け&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君の喜び君の痛み君の全てよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さぁ咲き誇れもっともっともっと&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you scatter like flower petals,&lt;br /&gt;meeting you is like a dream, a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;We love, we fight, and we overcome all kinds of barriers&lt;br /&gt;If I am reborn, let me become a flower next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the sun above me is going to be there forever&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I can be there for your tears, laughs and anger forever&lt;br /&gt;If someday everything disappears, let’s be more thankful that we met&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the miracle on that day, that time, that place, will become another new path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to become stronger&lt;br /&gt;To believe is to walk further&lt;br /&gt;The things that you left are still in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The happy feeling that surrounded us when we met&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I gained back my smiles&lt;br /&gt;I continue to walk on, thankful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you scatter like flower petals,&lt;br /&gt;meeting you is like a dream, a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;We love, we fight, and we overcome all kinds of barriers&lt;br /&gt;If I was reborn, I want to meet you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scattering like flower petals,&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just accept everything in this world.&lt;br /&gt;The treasure you left behind for me is "Now", and its so real&lt;br /&gt;So, let me live to the utmost and become a flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does a flower wither?&lt;br /&gt;Why can birds fly?&lt;br /&gt;Why does the wind blow?&lt;br /&gt;Why is the moon shining so bright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I here?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you here?&lt;br /&gt;Why did I meet you?&lt;br /&gt;Meeting you is probably fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you scatter like flower petals,&lt;br /&gt;meeting you is like a dream, a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;We love, we fight, and we overcome all kinds of barriers.&lt;br /&gt;If I was reborn, I want to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scattering like flower petals,&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just accept everything in this world.&lt;br /&gt;The treasure you left behind for me is "Now", and its so real&lt;br /&gt;So, let me live to the utmost and become a flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the rainbow after the rain, from the blue storm light was born&lt;br /&gt;Right here, the most important thing, I just realized is actually love&lt;br /&gt;Can you still walk? Because I can already see it.&lt;br /&gt;A sound that runs down all imaginable time&lt;br /&gt;Please let your happiness, your pain and all of you&lt;br /&gt;Bloom more and more and more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-112483895993348838?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/112483895993348838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=112483895993348838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/112483895993348838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/112483895993348838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/08/like-flower-petals.html' title='Like flower petals'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-112478830019723068</id><published>2005-08-23T20:26:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T21:11:40.196+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody throw me some work hard potion</title><content type='html'>AArgh... so many things I havent done yet. and yet the assignments continue to pile up. This is gonna be one long holiday. I'm gonna need to really schedule up now. bwahahaha. Just went back to playing final fantasy and it was just great. now, back to work! wheee. blogging is also in my schedule w00t. dont you just love it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-112478830019723068?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/112478830019723068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=112478830019723068&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/112478830019723068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/112478830019723068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/08/somebody-throw-me-some-work-hard.html' title='Somebody throw me some work hard potion'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-112410300748060976</id><published>2005-08-15T22:11:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:50:09.940+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Mr. Siaw</title><content type='html'>Finally, I'm getting off my lazy butt again to start bitching about my life on my self-forsaken blog (pun intended). Its been some time since I've actually put some continuous effort into writing this every day. Phew... That must've been some break for me. I guess everyone who's been reading this blog regularly must've all left by now... Haha... This time I WILL continue updating it like its as important as going to the toilet. Bwahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to my life: today me and Karen tested the circuitry and suddenly found out that the entire thing didn't work at all. *phew. Luckily we tested it before the PCB was made, or else we could've ended up standing in a heap of dung. Sheesh. I did recorrections and now we gotta do some last minute changes on our board before submitting the layouts to the factory. Man, this is hard work for a small timy board like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh noes. Assignments again. We got reports and homework to hand in and these things keep going on till our life ends... phew... when will all this end. Anyway, time to get back and finish off my anime blog before rushing off to finishing my Stats assignment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-112410300748060976?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/112410300748060976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=112410300748060976&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/112410300748060976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/112410300748060976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/08/return-of-mr-siaw.html' title='The Return of Mr. Siaw'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-111887625683435678</id><published>2005-06-16T10:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T10:57:36.866+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>So, far, my holidays have been grossly unproductive. I should try to start catching up on stuff that I always wanted to do. Anyway, for myself, I HAVE managed to do some things such as start up my own &lt;a href="http://animestreak.deltaanime.net/"&gt;anime blog&lt;/a&gt; and my website properly. And I've even managed to return to the eAthena development team, which is cool... But there'e still more I wanna do, I wanna get my sockets program working right, so I can begin construction of a portable C++ socket API, and I wanna get my circuitry working, and I've even thought of remote controlling it over the internet. Not only that, my flash movie isn't finished. And my admin center of my website isn't quite done yet. Whooo I just piled a lot on myself. Anyway, time to do some math practice for my exam. Oh yeah... I need to get the Ragnarok Online software ready for the uni servers... Hmmm I seriously need to do a little organization with priority now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111887625683435678?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111887625683435678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111887625683435678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111887625683435678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111887625683435678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111862009652629919</id><published>2005-06-12T23:15:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T11:48:16.530+12:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG... 4 posts today.</title><content type='html'>The holidays are getting into my head, I seriously need ta get out now. Anyway. I posted for the 3 eps on my anime blog to make up for not posting here. I was busy last week, but not anymore ^^; So hahah yay. I'm trying to get Berkeley sockets and windows sockets to run. But apparently I seem to keep getting some unneccessary overhead in windows. I dunno. maybe if I wrapped them up in C++ I could avoid it better. Anyway, its time to go take breakfast now. Enjoy reading the anime blog! (I still have to write an orbitrary for Freedom)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111862009652629919?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111862009652629919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111862009652629919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111862009652629919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111862009652629919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/06/omg-4-posts-today.html' title='OMG... 4 posts today.'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111831569945633019</id><published>2005-06-09T23:11:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T23:14:59.460+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa</title><content type='html'>There is a test tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF AM I DOING WRITING A BLOG?!! WTF?!?! NO WAY! I MUST GO STUDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so 无聊...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED TO STUDY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets see... E = Kt If w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg no... I know everything bout DC machines... what do I not know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toothbrushes use dc machines. I didnt know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AARRGH back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is called stress relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111831569945633019?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111831569945633019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111831569945633019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111831569945633019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111831569945633019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/06/whoa.html' title='Whoa'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111806201228154792</id><published>2005-06-07T00:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T00:46:52.286+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>My, why do colds come with sore throats... I just don't get it. the moment you have too many chips, there goes your sinuses... AARgh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111806201228154792?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111806201228154792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111806201228154792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111806201228154792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111806201228154792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/06/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111779620193007171</id><published>2005-06-03T22:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T22:56:41.933+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness... Its been a week since I posted. time really flies. Anyway, I'm really happy that I've just completed my first little piece of 3-D in SolidWorks! WOOT! Time for a blog to celebrate this yee haa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://davidsiaw.deltaanime.net/images/blog/haro-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cute eh? toom me a while to get the parts right. Any solidworks model is made of different parts, which are separately created and then put together as an assembly. In my case, what you see in the pic is an assembly of 6 parts that make up this Haro. (I can't help but be proud of it. Watch out for more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111779620193007171?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111779620193007171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111779620193007171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111779620193007171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111779620193007171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111752334771501521</id><published>2005-05-31T19:02:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:09:07.726+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh... Almost there</title><content type='html'>YAY!!! Handed in 2 more assignments. Only 2 more left Bwhahahaha... An Electronics Formal Report, and the Electronics Assignment on Twansistorz and Wecktifiers is due tomorrow!!! YAY!!! Finally. I got the wxWindows API running on MSVS.NET. Now to move on to mysql and libmsn (yeah you heard me), but beFORE that, gotta finish my C++ labs 1 and 2. I wish that course was a whole year course, then we actually get to learn more. But meanwhile, I gotta do those labs... lets see what else. errrrr. AHA! do me Homework on t3h whats it called again.. err wesistor, capasitowr and inDuctowr circuits... (RLC ccts) and then I'm free for the day! Then I gotta update my anime blog for this week's Gundam Seed Destiny 32! GET EM SHINN! WOO HOO! *root *root what else I gotta do lets see... hmm... erm... Oh yeah... My Solidworks assignment... -.- that makes 3 assignments. DARN! anyway, first thing's first! DINNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... runs off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111752334771501521?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111752334771501521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111752334771501521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111752334771501521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111752334771501521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/ahhhh-almost-there.html' title='Ahhhh... Almost there'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111727121706933647</id><published>2005-05-28T21:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T21:06:57.073+12:00</updated><title type='text'>whack~*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://davidsiaw.deltaanime.net/images/blog/birdie.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Badminton today was a lil disappointing... Once again I didn't play for like 2 weeks and I completely can't hit the ball properly... GAWD.. gotta do more shadow play during free time. Its such a frustration when the ball isnt flying the way you want it to... &gt;_&lt; Whatever... met a new guy from sibu in badminton today haha... He's the kind of guy who likes to see the shuttle fly like so fast even photons can't keep up with it. I'm still working on that flash movie of mine... Darn its so long hehe.. I'm getting tired. getting to the 1000th frame but there are like 8000 frames and I'm like x_X omg... Oh well . I'll tell you guys when I'm done with it ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111727121706933647?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111727121706933647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111727121706933647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111727121706933647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111727121706933647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/whack.html' title='whack~*'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111701364998204504</id><published>2005-05-25T19:55:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:34:09.990+12:00</updated><title type='text'>some thoughts on psychology</title><content type='html'>I made up a theory of how our brain works. When we try to remember something, our neurons fire in a certain pattern to match the memory, and alters the chemical pattern slightly, something like when we scratch on a board. Now if we see the thing all the time, the pattern gradually becomes a stain, which eventually perpetuates. Just like when we scratch the same scratch until it becomes a groove, an etch and finally, a drain (longkang). That won't be going away anytime soon. Now suppose we wanna recall that memory, naturally, we have the neurons fire in roughly the same pattern (a guess) to completely recall the memory, just like we try to locate the starting point of a scratch and find it. Problem is, if there are much much deeper and more obvious scratches nearby, we only notice those. Just like in our brain, if the stain is not there, we try hard to search the nearby patterns in order to find the right pattern, and thus the right memory. But how do we know its what we're looking for? We don't. When we find what we're looking for, the neurons will fire in such a pattern that will stimulate other memories that are much more deeply etched. This way, we match up the patterns and find out if its really the one we're looking for. But how do we know the pattern is the right one? This is because the way this works is, the pattern of memory we are trying to recall is part of, or part of it is part of memory that we remember very well. If a sufficient amount of the pattern is discovered that is in the part of memory that we know very well, we know its the memory we're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all that scratching happens when our brain is unstable, aka when we're a baby. In that stage, we don't understand anything, everything is alien and we constantly try to make our own conclusions of out environment. This builds up our personality. We have a series of natural dislikes and pleasures that will affect our judgement at that critical stage. Since these likes and dislikes are ingrained, they are the most basic references we hold on to. If a baby sees something and suddenly experiences pain, he/she will have a bad memory of that thing. If the memory continues to recur, it becomes an inherent fear, or phobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our brain at a fundamental stage is very similar to computers. Our basic references to likes and dislikes are preprogrammed. Neurons fire a series of lows and highs in terms of electrical signals to produce a reaction according to the memory the signals flow through. However, since we compute data not by reference to memory, but we do it via the memory, we attain the ability to notice nearby data. Thus the ability to relate. Our brain does not need to display anything on a screen. All that information is for our brain to react to, and that reaction depends on one's memory, which is one's character and thus reflects one's personality. One's personality depends on the environment in which he/she grew up in, and the interactions made when growing up. Usually, most memory has a certain critical level in which it becomes remembered forever, and that usually makes the difference between siblings which grow up in the same environment under the same parents. This theory however, states that we behave by reacting to our thoughts and not our feelings. Our feelings are also thoughts. but they are more aggressive thoughts. These kind of thoughts are special in the sense that we react to these thoughts by thinking along the same lines. For example, if we have a feeling that we don't like, like fear; we react by thinking of things that are related to fear in our minds, and it awakens the inherent fears in us. If we are exposed to these fears, they recursively come up, which means they affect us to think more and more about them, making the scratch deeper. You might think that some will think first, and then attempt to conquer their fears. This is also a kind of reaction. Bravery and thoughtfulness play a role in this. If we are made to admire these qualities, we will react by thinking and rebelling against our fear. This is why people who are phobic find it hard to listen to others when in fear. They accept their fear because it became inherent in some part of their life, which is scratched lightly in their head, but the fear is scratched heavily. and they remember they are afraid but not why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reactions to any thought that comes in our mind. It usually is the result of a recall or a resemblance, or a related event. One could react in many ways to a happy event, even resulting in tragic effects. And one could react to a sad event, and turn it into a happy one. The one thing that makes people unpredictable is our lack of knowledge about what shaped them a long time ago. Generals once tried to exploit this knowledge. However, this psychology usually fails because there are many different small details that have made a bigger impact than obviously effective events. Such as an event of falling in love, which is usually a well kept secret, as opposed to the murder of a lover's parents, but the murder means less to a person than the love, which is because of the human's basic drive to find a mate and friend. Losing something on the other hand, is not a basic human fear. It is a fear that is usually instilled by adults. When a child loses something, the parents expose the child to a basic dislike, such as pain. And this becomes a culture. Its not like we can help it. We react to that. But there can be other thoughts such as religous obedience that allows us to steer away from it. We usually make the choice of who is more powerful based on our experiences, which in turn are thoughts as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew... I wonder if I've finished saying what I thought just now. Arrgh. sometimes you can't find the right words to explain what you mean, convey the meaning. I guess my reaction to tiredness is frustration. I've had enough. Enjoy what you read ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111701364998204504?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111701364998204504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111701364998204504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111701364998204504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111701364998204504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-thoughts-on-psychology.html' title='some thoughts on psychology'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111676664547872134</id><published>2005-05-23T00:53:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T00:57:25.480+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The horsepower be with you</title><content type='html'>All of your car are owned by me. My firefox has so few plugins that I didn;t realize that Therese's blog had initial D music on it. Well so I went to her site with Internet explorer and I fell in love with the song. So I felt like making a little something with that music. Its often hard to tell people how good music is until you let them hear it. So I thought "hey? why not make a flash movie?". Well... If I got the time why not? and people can watch it on my site. Good idea eh? lets try that out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111676664547872134?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111676664547872134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111676664547872134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111676664547872134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111676664547872134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/horsepower-be-with-you.html' title='The horsepower be with you'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111665122730744387</id><published>2005-05-21T16:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T16:53:47.310+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooo hooo!</title><content type='html'>Yay... I finally managed to get my lazy bum up again to finish off my maths assignment. Now whats left of the electronics assignment which I'm already halfway thru. I'm so proud of my little tagboard that I scripted myself on my website. Its so cool. I even got this idea for a little application that will load the tagboard from the site and check it every maybe half hour or so that my friends can use to drop lines. This will also be visible on the website, coz its the same tagboard. The application can also post messages. That would be really cool, and maybe even better, I could make it so it could minimize to the system tray and ... ... ! oh goodness. I fell asleep doing some of the wxWidgets tutorials again. Hmm I guess I'll be doing some Solidworks tonight. Big problem today: I found out that the lab was closed so I couldnt get my circuit board soldered. *snap Darn. I'm way behind on the labs. My assignments is plagued with memory heap corruption bombs. Guess its back to the old drawing board again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111665122730744387?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111665122730744387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111665122730744387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111665122730744387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111665122730744387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/wooo-hooo.html' title='Wooo hooo!'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111632909609717328</id><published>2005-05-17T23:24:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:24:56.100+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy!!!</title><content type='html'>Its becoming a very busy week for me. Now that I got 3 half-done assignments in one pile, its doesnt look like a coincidence. The lecturers were planning this!!! EVIL! Now I gotta go re-learn my circuits and systems coz I'm so rusty in it its not helping me to get by anymore. Time to go get my work done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111632909609717328?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111632909609717328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111632909609717328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111632909609717328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111632909609717328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy!!!'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111616091690145747</id><published>2005-05-16T00:36:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T00:50:35.830+12:00</updated><title type='text'>IRC</title><content type='html'>Today I had a ball of a time chatting on IRC. It was about a fight against everyone on earth and my was it childish ahahaha... Check out the listing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[23:41] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; okay, time for chaos!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:41] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:41] &amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:41] &amp;gt; so&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] &amp;gt; how do we go to the next arena?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] &amp;gt; by ROCKET?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki hurls spitballs at davidsiaw&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:42] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; ~_~!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] * davidsiaw pulls out the classic cartoon red rocket&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; by GUNDAMS!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] &amp;gt; nope im going by rocket&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] * rohyani (~pujianto_@61.94.179.120) has left #naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki rides in her Aegis Gundam&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; ororor&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] * davidsiaw sits on the rocket and lights the fuse&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; aegis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; Wing Zero Custom is better&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki goes to the Linear catapult&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:42] * davidsiaw watches the fuse blow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] * davidsiaw flies away (without the need of a linear catapult)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki opens linear catapult circuits online!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] &amp;gt; ABORT ABORT ABORT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] &amp;gt; ABORT ABORT LAUNCH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] &amp;gt; ABORT LAUNCH LAUNCH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] &amp;gt; LAUNCH LAUNCH LAUNCH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; ~_~!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] * [Uzumaki_Naruto] (~axlhj@210.213.238.14) Quit (Quit: happy 2 weeks hime...i know we'll stay together...zutto)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; RELEINA ARTEMIS, AEGIS! LAUNCHING!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; no LAUNCH...but...LUNCH...LUNCH...LUNCH...LUNCH...LUNCH...LUNCH...LUNCH...LUNCH...LUNCH...LUNCH...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:43] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; or BREAKFAST...BREAKFAST...BREAKFAST...BREAKFAST...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:44] * davidsiaw sees a red something come streaking out of the catapult&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:44] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki flies into the atmosphere but drops back down : oh yeah, there's gravity on earth&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:44] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:44] * davidsiaw wonders [23:44] &amp;gt; oh i forgot too&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:44] * davidsiaw looks down&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:44] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; uh oh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:44] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; saiyuki doesnt need Gundam&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; http://releina-artemis.blogs.friendster.com/heroine/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] * davidsiaw falls like when the coyote runs too far off a cliff&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; a&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; Kinton is enough&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; poof~*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;gt; i see stars...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; nah, im from a long line of troublemakers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; i need gundams too!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:45] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:45] * FlipSide17 (~_Flipside@203.213.194.88) has joined #Naruto [23:46] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; we're in CE 2005, people!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:46] * FlipSide17 (~_Flipside@203.213.194.88) has left #Naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:46] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; hmmm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:46] &amp;gt; no, we're in CE 5&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:46] &amp;gt; last era was universal era&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:46] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; why don't i try the custom mobile suits i made in my 1st sequel to black coffee?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:46] &amp;gt; yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:46] &amp;gt; why not&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:46] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; a mobile suit especially designed for earth fights&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:47] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki runs back to the archangel&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:47] * davidsiaw climbs up the rope of a rescue heli and sets off to the hangar&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:47] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:47] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; ~_~!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:47] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; PREPARE CRUSADER 001&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:47] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; kinda seems weird...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:47] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki climbs in the cockpit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:47] * davidsiaw jumps in his favorite suit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:47] * davidsiaw slowly scans thru all the controls as they come to life&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; *Miriallia: Crusader 001, please wait a while, while we connect you to the linear catapult&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] * _miFuYu_ (nobody@203.76.222.69) has joined #naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; wb mifuyu chan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; !!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;gt; positron engines&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;gt; ultrasonic sensors&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; *Miriallia: Crusader 001 , ready when you are&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;gt; n-jammer canceller - canceller&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;lt;_mifuyu_&amp;gt; eva nee-san ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; *ABORT ABORT ABORT ABORT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;gt; bridge suspension&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;gt; conduits moving&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; *LAUNCH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;gt; plasma contacts up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:48] &amp;gt; ready to go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; ur nii chan on9 just now @ mifuyu chan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; RELEINA ARTEMIS, CRUSADER 001, DISEMBARK!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;gt; ABORT ABORT ABORT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;gt; ABORT ABORT LAUNCH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;gt; ABORT LAUNCH LAUNCH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;lt;_mifuyu_&amp;gt; really nee-san?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;lt;_mifuyu_&amp;gt; ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;gt; LAUNCH LAUNCH LAUNCH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; yup&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; brb&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] * Al[b]Eert is now known as Luffy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] * Tsubaki is wonder what davidsiaw is doing ...~_~!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] * hyuuga_hinata on phone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:49] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki flies into the atmosphere and loads her hyper-positron bazooka&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:50] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; hai, moshi moshi...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:50] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; soko wa dare nano ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:50] &amp;gt; Commander Uchiha, Nova, HACHIN SURU&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:50] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; oyoyo...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:50] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; sayounara&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:50] * davidsiaw zooms off the catapult&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:50] &amp;gt; ..............................---------------------''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] * davidsiaw contacts gen-chan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki immediately fires her bazooka to the Nova&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;gt; hey&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;gt; whats the target?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki flies awaeeeeeeee&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:51] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; wb&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki points to hinata&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; heee&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; right there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; huh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; o.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; wat?&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; o.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;gt; o.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;gt; you serious?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; no of course im not&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;gt; lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:51] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; ???????&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; i dunno&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; anything?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] * davidsiaw adjusts the output of the positron collision power generators&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] * davidsiaw sees teh empire state building&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] &amp;gt; lets take that&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:52] * davidsiaw grabs his Tau-particle Cannon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:53] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki 's booster (a cross shape on the back of the mobile suit) powers-up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:53] * davidsiaw powers up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:53] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki loads her twin buster rifle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:53] * davidsiaw sees the reading go red&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:53] * davidsiaw fires&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:53] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; '.'.'OO---------------||&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:53] * davidsiaw 's rifle beam pierces thru the rocky building&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:54] * davidsiaw notices lots of tables and chairs flying out&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:54] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki fires and sees the building collapse&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:54] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; woot!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:54] * davidsiaw watches as the empire state building becomes the next twin tower&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:54] &amp;gt; hmm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:54] &amp;gt; what next&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] &amp;gt; O.O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; the pentagon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] &amp;gt; Blue Cosmos building!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:55] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; great&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; that's also in washington, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] * davidsiaw flies to the BC building&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] &amp;gt; yeah in washington&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] * davidsiaw uploads the maps to gen-chan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki flies to Washington DC and charges her twin buster rifle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; thanks dude&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:55] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:56] * davidsiaw sees the Blue Cosmos location [23:56] &amp;gt; w.t.f.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;gt; its a cottage&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki eyes the Pentagon and stops there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;gt; ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; --;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; well&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;gt; -.-;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;gt; ...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;gt; who cares&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:56] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] * davidsiaw shoots the cottage&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  * /me: insufficient parameters&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki fires the beam and watches the pentagon become shapeless&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:56] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:57] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; that goes to the Earth Forces!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:57] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:57] * davidsiaw 's rifle penetrates the cottage like knife thru hot butter and goes a few hundred meters into the ground [23:57] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; o-o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:57] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; oh well,....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:57] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:57] * davidsiaw looks at the hole he made [23:57] &amp;gt; hmm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:57] &amp;gt; a cyclops installation&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:57] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; o-o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:57] &amp;gt; lol... look. the control center has been blown up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:58] &amp;gt; whahahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:58] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; oh yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:58] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; i forgot i did that&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:58] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; h,mmm....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:58] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; let's go to Carpenteria&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:58] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:58] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki loads the map to davidsiaw&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:58] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:58] * LaDy_iCe is now known as LaDy_iCe|angetz|OUTZ [23:58] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; it's somewhere near Australia&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:58] &amp;gt; okay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:59] &amp;gt; oh its near Darwin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:59] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:59] * davidsiaw increases his booster power and flies into the stratosphere&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:59] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki loads her twin buster rifle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:59] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:59] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; i just love this weapon!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:59] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [23:59] &amp;gt; its gonna take some time to get there heh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:59] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; oh yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [23:59] &amp;gt; you got that from the buster?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` (~HyBr_d_Ze@218.208.233.11) has joined #naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; well, when i get there, i can blow it up immediately, no need to power up this baby&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] &amp;gt; hehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] &amp;gt; okay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; nah, ORB Union made it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` do Bullshit No Jutsu&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] &amp;gt; but watch out for their Windams&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] &amp;gt; urusai&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:00] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; windams sux&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; dave&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;gt; they got fkin shields&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; yo dave&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;gt; yah?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; --;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; really?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;gt; the new ones... its like... standard equipment&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; well i can destroy the base first with this beam launcher and i can cut the heads off of those windams&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;gt; after the mobile armors had them&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; aiyah Chaos Gaia Abyss Sux&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;gt; hybrid&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; yea dave?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:01] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; when u come back 2 kch&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; we watch smth nice&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;gt; why dont you get in a gundam and come with us to pummel some coordinators&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;gt; sure&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; and some naturals&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; aiyah Chaos Gaia Abyss Sux&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;gt; yep&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; lousy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; we're rebel ORB Union members&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;gt; Get into your Judgement Gundam liaw&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; they cant even beat Dearka And Yzak&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; we're called Troublemaker Union&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; my Judgement Rawks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; yea&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:02] * davidsiaw flies off full speed in his Nova Gundam&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:03] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; WTF001 Judgement Gundam lol!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:03] &amp;gt; LOL...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:03] * Kaito^KID (~leon@209.8.233.174) has joined #naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:03] &amp;gt; World Trade Federation Unit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:03] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; WTF = World Terrorist Federation&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:03] &amp;gt; lol...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:03] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;lt;--- is underaged so she gets into some freakin mobile suit called Crusader, and she's piloting the prototype version sheesh... [00:03] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; World Terrorist FOundations&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:03] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; --;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:03] &amp;gt; WTF - 1337 Nova Gundam&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:04] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:04] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:04] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; WTF rules&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:04] &amp;gt; yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:04] &amp;gt; the Wacky Terrorist Forces&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:04] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; o-o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:04] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki looks at her twin buster rifle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:04] * azwethinkweiz (~neji_so_c@210.213.146.23) Quit (Quit: )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:04] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:04] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; i think im overloading this!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:04] * davidsiaw takes out his Tau-Particle cannon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] &amp;gt; we're almost there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki just throws the darn rifle and watches it pulverize the Carpenteria base&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:05] &amp;gt; hybrid wtf you doing jump into your Mobile SUIT!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; don't worry&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` activate zero system in his judgement&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; his mobile suit is waaaaay faster than ours&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` seed broken even before battle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] * davidsiaw watches as the Zaku IIs (lol) launch from the base&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:05] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; o-o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:06] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; wahlao not now&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:06] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;lt;--- is a newtype... she doesn't have seed. BUT SHE IS A BERSERKER! [00:06] * davidsiaw fires a minimum-power shot at a zaku's leg [00:06] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` equip his Judgement wif his Punisher Particle Cross Cannon [00:06] * davidsiaw is a natural. Ace pilot at that. [00:06] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; hahaha eat this&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:07] * davidsiaw spirals into the salvo of missiles coming from the ZAFT armaments&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:07] * davidsiaw fires the TPC&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:07] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` full fire whole armada of Zakus into bits&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:07] * Kaito^KID (~leon@209.8.233.174) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:08] * davidsiaw watches a blue beam surrounded by a white aura lunges towards the main control center of the ZAFT military&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:08] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki fires her heat-detecting missiles&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:08] &amp;gt; omgosh is that the ZGMF (Zaft Gay Mechanical Forces) - X2000 Gouf Ignited V2?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:08] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:08] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:08] &amp;gt; DIE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:08] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` spot a Mobile Armor&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] * davidsiaw fires a volley at the orange suit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] * davidsiaw sees it disappear as if it never existed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; its a ZGMF Mobile Armor BIG Penis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] &amp;gt; HAHAHAHA&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; Dave combine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] * davidsiaw fires at the zaku's groin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] &amp;gt; ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ur Gundam combine wif mine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] &amp;gt; how&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:09] * davidsiaw opens the manual&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;gt; hmmm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;gt; lets see&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; U can tranform urself into a mobile armor and i dock in&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;gt; page 1342&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:10] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; davidsiaw&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] * aNXie1y (~George@218.111.225.118) Quit (Ping timeout)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; this is not the time for manuals&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; T_T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; use the red button lar&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] * davidsiaw sees a tomahawk coming his way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; push the freakinf red button&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] * davidsiaw dodges by falling down&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` shoots off the tomahawks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;gt; err&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;gt; red button...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] * davidsiaw presses A red button&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:10] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; the fcking red button&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] * davidsiaw 's phase shift armor turns off&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] &amp;gt; oops&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] * davidsiaw turns it back on&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] * davidsiaw looks for the red button&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; --;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] * davidsiaw presses another red button&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:11] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; o-o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` ignore dave and one man show the big penis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; watch it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` activate his Beam Claymore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] * davidsiaw realizes he just drops all of his weapons on the base&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:11] &amp;gt; oops&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki dodges the missiles coming from the Nova&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] * davidsiaw finds a red button with a broken label&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` let out a sinister laugh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] * Kaito^KID (~leon@209.8.233.99) has joined #naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] * davidsiaw transforms into a mobile aromor&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] &amp;gt; yay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; take this muthafuckha penis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] * davidsiaw watches as the penis opens up a shield&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] &amp;gt; wtf&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` dock wif Nova Mobile Armor&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:12] &amp;gt; that stupid thing got shield oso&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ready 2 do full fire&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] * davidsiaw turns on the heat&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; wof a mobile armor&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; ready&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; aim&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] * davidsiaw maximizes the antimatter generator outputs&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] * davidsiaw releases the parabolic reflector&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` activate the heat sinks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] * davidsiaw is ready&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] &amp;gt; eh wait&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] &amp;gt; forgot something&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:13] * _miFuYu_ (nobody@203.76.222.69) has left #Naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] * davidsiaw shuffles in his picnic basket&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] * davidsiaw takes some popcorn out&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] &amp;gt; okay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] &amp;gt; ready&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] &amp;gt; FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] * davidsiaw presses the BLUE button&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] &amp;gt; o.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] &amp;gt; -.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] &amp;gt; o.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:14] &amp;gt; *blink&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] * aNXie1y^dEaD (~George@218.111.225.118) has joined #naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] * ChanServ sets mode: +o aNXie1y^dEaD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;gt; err...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;gt; o.o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;gt; o.O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; so hot man&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;gt; {' )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;gt; ( '}&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; the big penis became debris liao&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;gt; ('_')&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;gt; oh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;gt; aiya...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:15] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; we oledi blasted them&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] &amp;gt; i thought got movie to watch&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; the gay mobile armor&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; no movie coz no bits left&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; our lazer melted everything&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] * davidsiaw sees the Carpentaria base crumble at the WTF's mercy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; WTF is Victorious&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] &amp;gt; we dint melt it. we sublimed it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] &amp;gt; HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:16] &amp;gt; okay lah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; back to base&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; Gen-chan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; Gensomaden&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; yoo hoo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; kikoemasu ka?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; alo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; do you read me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; hmm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] * davidsiaw sees a red power indicator&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; owh darn&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; power low&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:17] &amp;gt; i hate it when that happens&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:18] * davidsiaw lowers the power output&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:18] * fler slaps trout around a bit with a large hyuuga_hinata&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:18] &amp;gt; ('_')&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:18] &amp;gt; {' )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:18] &amp;gt; ( '}&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:18] &amp;gt; (. .)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:18] * hyuuga_hinata slaps fler around a bit with a large trout&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:18] &amp;lt;fler&amp;gt; huekkk&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;gt; hahahaha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;gt; ('_')&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:19] &amp;gt; ( - )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;lt;fler&amp;gt; not sleep&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;gt; ('_&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] * hyuuga_hinata (~snow-B@60.48.99.113) has left #naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;gt; ('_')&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; o-o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;gt; gen?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:19] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; yeah?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;gt; you ok?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; ahuh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; .-.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; Judgement Upgrade the Cross launcher&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:19] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; just got shot down by a windam&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;gt; owch&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; so im heading out with my Crusader 002&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] * davidsiaw drops down to the ground&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; im on my way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] * hyuuga_hinata (~snow-B@60.48.99.113) has joined #naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki with battery packs&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] * davidsiaw carries the Crusader 001&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; extra battery packs&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; WB&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; wan my Beam Claymore?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; heavy man&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; ...~.~...i click de wrong windoe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;gt; i'll return to base first get recharged&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; *window&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; can slice forbidden gundam into half&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:20] &amp;lt;tsubaki&amp;gt; ~_~!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; @ davidsiaw&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; no need&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;gt; ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; im on my way there&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;gt; alright&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; ~.~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; ~.~;;;;;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; with extra batteries&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:21] * davidsiaw drops the crusader [00:21] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;fler&amp;gt; wb hyuuga_hinata&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/fler&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt; ty&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] * davidsiaw didnt know it landed on a battleship and sunk it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/hyuuga_hinata&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; o-o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;gt; whoops&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; --.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; ish okay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; the prototype sucks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:21] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; --;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; im in the better crusader&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] &amp;gt; yay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] * davidsiaw wonders how long he can stay in the air like this&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] * KakaShi^^ (~Klboy@ko-246-31.tm.net.my) has joined #naruto&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] * davidsiaw 's primary capacitors are running low&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki arrives at the Nova's hiding place, takes out the old battery and equips the new one&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] &amp;lt;/hybr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; ready to go!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] * davidsiaw sees the green light again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:22] &amp;gt; yay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki gives the other battery to the Judgement: &amp;quot;just in case!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;gt; ok&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;gt; go where now&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:23] &amp;gt; hmm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;gt; oh!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;gt; there's a fortress at L6&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; o-o&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;gt; Cyclone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; L6...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; that's far&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;gt; yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:23] &amp;gt; far...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:24] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; i have to change mobile suits...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:24] * davidsiaw takes out a teleport scroll&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:24] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; i have to change into my 707 HyPO MS - Thunder Regime&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:24] &amp;gt; k hurry up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:24] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:24] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki boosts up her engine to the max and changes mobile suit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:25] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:25] &amp;gt; you'll burn your engine lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:25] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; OKAY!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:25] &amp;gt; lets head off to the mass driver&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:25] &amp;gt; hey gavin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:25] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; *Miriallia: Ensign Artemis, your Thunder Regime was on standby for 10 minutes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:25] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; okish, im on my way&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:26] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:26] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki lands near the archangel and runs her way up until the cockpit of her Thunder Regime [00:26] &amp;gt; yawwn&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:26] &amp;gt; eh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:26] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; RELEINA (*pants) ARTEMIS... THUNDER (*pants) REGIME, TAKING OFF!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;gt; getting tire&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` sleeping in his Judgement&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;gt; its 1 am here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; its 9:00 pm here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;gt; sorry Gen-chan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; lazy wanna fight novice Zaku pilots&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/hybr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; yeah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; gotta write too&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;&amp;lt; [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; bye bye&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; Gen&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] * davidsiaw gives Gen_chan a light kiss on the forehead&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/hybr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:27] &amp;gt; :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; thankies&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;gt; cya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; i challenge u 2 a mobile suit duel&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:27] &amp;lt;/hybr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:27] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; i challenge u 2 a mobile suit duel gen&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/hybr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; oniichan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; i'd love to but...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:28] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; death Duel&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/hybr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; i have to go because uh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; mwahahah!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/hybr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; im only 13?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; and uh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; I'm the daughter of the Head of the Troublemaker Family?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; and uh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:28] * davidsiaw needs to go&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] * davidsiaw waves from his Nova&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; I'm *gulp* related to the grim ripper?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] * davidsiaw sits on the chair and drops back into the cockpit&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] * davidsiaw opens up radio&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki boosts up the Thunder Regime's Engine and returns to her home colony, Paleonris&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] &amp;gt; cya guys&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:29] &amp;gt; nice chatting tonite&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] &amp;gt; ^^_&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; yup&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; ^-^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:29] * davidsiaw casual salute&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:30] * davidsiaw bursts off&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:30] &amp;gt; eh gavin, tired&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:30] &amp;gt; cya around&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:30] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki quit THIS IS LIEUTENANT JUNIOR COMMANDER RI LA FLAGA, THUNDER REGIME, LAUNCHING!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:30] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:30] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; [00:30] &amp;lt;/gensomaden_saiyuki&amp;gt;&amp;lt;hybr mate=&amp;quot;&amp;quot;&amp;gt; okie&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:30] * Gensomaden_Saiyuki (bmtjh@210.1.86.191) Quit (Quit: &amp;raquo;&amp;iexcl;&amp;laquo; Sc&amp;oslash;&amp;oslash;p Script 2004 &amp;raquo;!&amp;laquo; get it for free at www.scoopsite.com)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:30] * HyBr|d_Sh1n[R]eAn|mATe` salute Dave siaw&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:31] * davidsiaw salute back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:31] &amp;gt; ri la flaga&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:31] &amp;gt; heh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:32] * davidsiaw prepares linear catapult&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:32] &amp;gt; ABORT ABORT ABORT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:32] &amp;gt; ABORT ABORT LAUNCH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:32] &amp;gt; ABORT LAUNCH LAUNCH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:32] &amp;gt; LAUNCH LAUNCH LAUNCH&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:33] * hyuuga_hinata is now known as Kuchiki_Rukia[dinner]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:33] &amp;gt; Commander Siaw, Nova, I'm off!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:33] * davidsiaw bursts out&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  NOTICE: Automatic Ghosting has been disabled due to nickname change.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  [00:33] * davidsiaw is now known as davidsiaw[arimasen]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehehe... enjoy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111616091690145747?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111616091690145747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111616091690145747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111616091690145747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111616091690145747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/irc.html' title='IRC'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111615014059318683</id><published>2005-05-15T21:41:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T21:42:20.596+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Aarrgh</title><content type='html'>Darn. It was supposed to be today when my website goes up but noooooo... Some silly ftp blockage has cost me a day figuring out whats wrong... Oh welll. I guess the mp3s won't work until I completely get everything settled. Right now, its time to do some work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111615014059318683?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111615014059318683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111615014059318683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111615014059318683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111615014059318683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/aarrgh.html' title='Aarrgh'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111610000693719166</id><published>2005-05-15T07:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T07:46:46.940+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Lawl</title><content type='html'>Yay I finally got my electronics kit!! wheee Time to party away with all those lil components of mine whahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111610000693719166?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111610000693719166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111610000693719166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111610000693719166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111610000693719166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/lawl.html' title='Lawl'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111589365969347577</id><published>2005-05-12T19:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T22:27:39.696+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring DaY</title><content type='html'>tODAY HAS BEEN ANOTHER BORING DAY... YEP. aS USUAL, LECTURES FROM 9 TO 12, lAB FROM 1-5. tODAY WE WERE EXPECTED TO FINISH A LAB IN 2 HOURS (USUALLY WE WERE GIVEN 4 HOURS) BUT THEN AGAIN WLL, WE WERE ON THE FLOOR BY THE TIME WE FINISHED... THEN AGAIN... WELLL ... Darn... back to work on assignment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111589365969347577?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111589365969347577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111589365969347577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111589365969347577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111589365969347577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/boring-day.html' title='Boring DaY'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111581774924304670</id><published>2005-05-12T01:13:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T01:22:29.260+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Discipline</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness... This is something I need in desperation. where can I get it? Damnit. I'm in need of something to keep myself moving forward!! GAHHH... Anyway. Got up late today &gt;_&lt; darn. missed a whole lecture (lucky it wasnt anything important) So i quickly hashed up and ran off to the university. Took the back door into the mushroom to save myself the mess of being seen by everyone (i hate being late). Really nice day today, no rain and its 18 degrees (sweet) makes it feel like heaven here sometimes. I was planning to get some electronics for a little device connected to the computer's parallel port I was about to make. I guess I'll have to wait to friday to go to dick smith's. Meanwhile, I'll go back to my programming now. Enough talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111581774924304670?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111581774924304670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111581774924304670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111581774924304670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111581774924304670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/discipline.html' title='Discipline'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111537650645505902</id><published>2005-05-06T22:41:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T22:48:26.480+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>I'm back and posting again! Been away from posting for some time now. Gotta get my discipline back before I lose it all. I wonder... checking out how active the compsoc in uni had been, I was always wonderin if it would be good to get everyone who's interested in anime together? hmm.... It could rock since everyone who loves anime could always get together and enjoy the latest episodes, do discussions, and all of us can even help out to keep the flow of anime steady! how about that? Also, we could have a cool lil forum to stay up to date with the latest anime gossip. ANIME RULES... We could even start a club, throw in a bunch of nuts with some anime and they make an explosive much more powerful than ZAFT's Genesis Cannon, or the Ultimate Nuclear Bomb... I heard Otago Uni had one too, and I was really really wonderin if it was even remotely possible for us to start one as well as them haha...&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, I would wonder however what we're gonna do with that club. Cosplay? I would guess the number of people who would laugh at that idea. But its what we LOVE! forget the harsh realities of life for once! and live out your fantasy even FOR a WHILE... If people could support me in this, we could do enormous amounts of good to the anime community here in christchurch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111537650645505902?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111537650645505902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111537650645505902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111537650645505902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111537650645505902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/05/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111433859267819524</id><published>2005-04-24T22:22:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T22:29:52.680+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail the hailstorm</title><content type='html'>Winter seems near these few days, I took pictures of the area of the 2 days the hail was falling. The ground looked a little white... like winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3307.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3306.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3305.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3304.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3303.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3300.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3299.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3298.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3297.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3296.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/DSCF3295.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111433859267819524?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111433859267819524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111433859267819524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111433859267819524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111433859267819524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/04/hail-hailstorm.html' title='Hail the hailstorm'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111425058874818365</id><published>2005-04-23T21:55:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:03:08.753+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Spacer.</title><content type='html'>Anyway, this post is meant to move the last post down which is making the layout run a little. So I'll just put a paragraph of funny quotes  I recieved from my friends in MSN messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he broke my heart, so i broke his jaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If ur naughty go 2 ur room...If u wanna be naughty, go 2 mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God made elks, god made deers, god made NSYNC a bunch of QUEERS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am no Fred Flinstone but i can sure make a bed rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; See my halo bright n shiney, mess wiv me n i kick ur hiney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course shopping is better than sex, i mean, u cant return a guy if he is dusn't fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dont do it behind the garden gate, cos love is blind but the neighbours ain't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sex is like McDonalds, i'm lovin it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends r like condoms, they protect u wen things get hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Guyz are like roses, ya av 2 watch out 4 the pricks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Virginity is like a balloon, 1 prick n its gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tradgedy is wen i cut my finger, comedy is wen u fall off a cliff and die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;God made mud, god made dirt, god made guyz so gurlz cud flirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Practice makes perfect, but nobody's perfect, so why practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When a guy asks u to suck it...smile turn around and say,"I heard its dangerous to put small things in my mouth"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I tried sniffing coke once, but the ice cubes got stuck up my nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;spongebob trianglepants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If I had the letters "HRT" and I could add "EA" and get "HEART" or add "U" and get "HURT", I'd rather have "U" and get "HURT" than have a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; "HEART" without "U".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A Bitch Is A Dog,Dogs Bark,Bark Is A Part Of A Tree,Trees Are Part Of Natue,Natures Beautiful,So If You Eva Call Me A Bitch Again,Thanks For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Compliment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I lost my teddy bear, can I sleep with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stand back, I'm a doctor you go get an ambulance and I'll loosen her clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to loserville. Population: you  It's people like you who give gay a bad name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your village called, their idiot is missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Can I get your picture? I collect nature disasters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That money talks I don't deny... I just heard mine yell: Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GoD mADe LaNd GoD mAdE gRaSs GoD mAdE Me wItH a VeRy NiCe AsS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WaNnA PLaY ArMy?? ... Ok SiT BaCk AnD i'LL BLoW ThE HeLL OuT oF YoU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't judge a man by his boxers, it's what's inside that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: MS Shell Dlg; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thinking is a powerful thing. Power is dangerous. I'm not allowed to play with dangerous things, therefore I don't think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; Forgive me is some of them are offensive to you. I just found it so funny I was rolling off my chair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111425058874818365?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111425058874818365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111425058874818365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111425058874818365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111425058874818365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/04/spacer.html' title='Spacer.'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111425004051735011</id><published>2005-04-23T21:46:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T21:54:00.516+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Burp~*</title><content type='html'>I wonder whats the name of that coffeeshop i went to with my friends again. for $5.00 you get a plate chok full of chicken rice. Awesome generosity. Its the weekend!!! yay... lots of time for me to do my C programming labs. hahahaha... I like the fact that the linux systems in university is open all the time. Happiness is in the air. And i just discovered the existence of the student workshops (wow) that students can use to make their own gadgets and experiment with electronics (wow again). I was thinking of a few projects but... then again, I'm just so lazy that I forgot to do my laundry (omg) anyway. Since I havent updated in a while, I'll just place a lil cool picture i made from a screenshot from the Gundam Seed Destiny series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/picture.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who watch the anime series. Cool isn't it? I really really miss the old archangel crew, and the way they portray the get together is really a touching little piece of art. Welcome to the world of fantasy. Don't get me wrong. Its always nice to have some little fantasies once in a while. Gets your head off reality ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111425004051735011?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111425004051735011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111425004051735011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111425004051735011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111425004051735011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/04/burp.html' title='Burp~*'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111277387970673370</id><published>2005-04-06T19:43:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T19:51:19.706+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasengan!!!</title><content type='html'>Next time, I wished that the blog dashboard wont go down for such a long time. Darned stupid downtime kept me waiting till one o'clock last night... (somebody kill me pls) So I couldnt post.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily and thank God and all the Angels in heaven that its online now and so I can blog once more! BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.. Time for another one of... DAVID'S STUNNING IMAGES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/rasengan_photo.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lesson will be the creation of a typhoon of power in your hands. This involves holding a small round balloon and carrying it around (don't mind the people staring) and you must carry lost of balloons because one day you'll finally blow it up without even squeezing it! Now carry basket of tennis balls and focus on them all the time. Draw a dot on the middle of your palm if you need to. Once the ball blows up, then you're ready! Now back to the ballons. This time, just concentrate all your energy inside, but make sure it doesnt burst. Use small balloon blown up to the size of a tennis ball to achieve the maximum difficulty. The ballon should be very thin and will ripple violently without your hand moving even one bit! You will be successful in creating the ball of energy in your palm once your balloon doesnt burst. Then startle your friends with it. Good Luck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/rasengan_photo2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE THAT!!!! RAWR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111277387970673370?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111277387970673370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111277387970673370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111277387970673370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111277387970673370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/04/rasengan_111277387970673370.html' title='Rasengan!!!'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-111260806066216638</id><published>2005-04-04T21:41:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:47:40.663+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Fantasy X</title><content type='html'>Pretty girls in cosplay shows are few and far between. Its not like they don't exist though, but real fans of FFX are available at all costume parties. provided you know where to look. Here's some eye candy for all of you who wanna see what Rikku would really look like in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/rikku-ffx.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Awesome eh? This is the IDEAL Rikku and not the Al Bhed blabbering 3-d model and lame excuse for a pirate. This pirate here stole my eyes and left me with nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111260806066216638?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111260806066216638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111260806066216638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111260806066216638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111260806066216638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/04/funny-fantasy-x.html' title='Funny Fantasy X'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111258920244631137</id><published>2005-04-03T18:15:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T16:33:22.446+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Just ressurected. Need to go shopping for lives again :(</title><content type='html'>Yawwn... So this is earth... hmm interesting. hey whats that OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it&gt;! Liquid spraying down from the stratosphere... it might be harmful. must not expose self. phew... i feel a little wet. what the hell, are those people mad? oh well i think im witnessing a live show of one of the creatures of earth trying to commit suicide. I hear about it a lot. They call it the "rain dance" whatever that means. Their shelters are so primitive. some even allow water to get in. goodness. they even forget to close the barrels. The strange events in the stratosphere must be causing this phenomenon which they still do not understand. Perhaps this is what is causing trouble for our agents on earth. If it wasn't for that darned piece of stuff that smashed into my capsule during reentry, i wouldnt have landed on this area. I wonder how the earth's space has so much rubbish in it. How can they be so irresponsible? Anyway. I need to find the rest of the agents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out: eselkgmslethefnselfmseofhseflanflamflahfalfmalwifhalwfalfin29527305&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111258920244631137?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111258920244631137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111258920244631137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111258920244631137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111258920244631137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-ressurected-need-to-go-shopping.html' title='Just ressurected. Need to go shopping for lives again :('/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111226349156473193</id><published>2005-03-31T21:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T22:04:51.566+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaniv</title><content type='html'>Yep, Yaniv. That's the hebrew name of a card game I was playing a tonight. Each player gets dealt 5 cards and the object of the game is to score the lowest or to be the one to reach a score of 200 last. The turns go clockwise. During each turn, a player throws down either a pair, a three of a kind, or a four of a kind or a run of numbers (eg 2, 3, 4) of the same suit - 3 cards or more. Then he picks up a card from either the deck or the discard pile. Each card is worth its face value. A is worth 1 point, K, Q, J is worth 10 points and Joker is worth 0 points. When a person is holding a total of 7 points or less worth of cards, he can choose to shout Yaniv, and open everybody's cards. If no one has the same or less points worth of cards than he does, he wins, gets 0 points for the round and everyone gets the number of points worth of cards they each have. If you shout yaniv however, and someone has less points worth of cards than you, you get an extra 30 points plus the total value of your cards. Everyone else gets the value of their own cards.These points accumulate after every round. Once a player reaches more than 200, he drops out of the game. If he gets exactly 100, his points drop back to 75 and if you get a 150 or 200, you drop back to 100 points. The game is played until one player is left in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my anime today and I'm gonna spend some time watching it. I'll do a review of each episode that I watch every day. I won't watch 2 episodes of the same anime in one day so expect differences. I'm starting an anime blog at &lt;a href="http://animestreak.blogspot.com/"&gt;animestreak.blogspot.com.  &lt;/a&gt;Expect a blog on anime often. whee time to watch an anime that's new to me called: Bleach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おやすみなさい!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111226349156473193?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111226349156473193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111226349156473193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111226349156473193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111226349156473193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/03/yaniv.html' title='Yaniv'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111218348914077165</id><published>2005-03-30T23:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T23:51:29.140+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starry night&lt;br /&gt;starry night&lt;br /&gt;you're a tad too bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starry night&lt;br /&gt;starry night&lt;br /&gt;lit from a lil moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like&lt;br /&gt;in this night&lt;br /&gt;to all within moon's sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sleep tight&lt;br /&gt;in dream's flight&lt;br /&gt;till the next dawn's light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams to all my friends and family in Malaysia and all over the world. We may be a thousand miles apart, but we see the same sky a thousand times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111218348914077165?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111218348914077165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111218348914077165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111218348914077165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111218348914077165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/03/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111208302838675918</id><published>2005-03-29T19:38:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:57:08.410+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/davidsiaw/Monarch/DSTG.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was feeling bored today so I thought I'd post this up. Its a logo with my initials on it. cool eh? DTSG for those who havent figured it out yet. I like the simple emboss effect each of the letters have. W00t a logo of myself hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111208302838675918?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111208302838675918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111208302838675918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111208302838675918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111208302838675918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/03/logo.html' title='Logo'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111207639313584147</id><published>2005-03-29T17:44:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T18:06:33.136+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a samurai</title><content type='html'>Whoo... Spent my last weekend at my aunt's house. Sat around with me cute little cousins watching dvds and playing the computer with them. I even was introduced to this book: Shogun by James Clavell. It was pretty nice, especially the parts where they were sailing trying to find the Japanese Islands. Time to catch up with my reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book was set in the early 17th century when the Spanish and Portugese had already took out to sea for around 50 odd years. The English and Dutch haven't yet discovered the route to Asia yet, and they could not sail using the southern routes along the coasts of Africa because that time the Spanish and Portugese were controlling that route and further more, the Spanish and Portugese were at war with the Dutch and English. The story follows the adventures of an English seaman Captain Blackthorne who was the pilot of the Erasmus, a Dutch ship. He was one of the pilots from the renowned Trinity House which was the English seaman academy and produced the best pilots and shipbuilders of the time. In other words, the English ruled the European seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the story, Blackthorne was given a Portugese rutter (a book, written by a pilot of a ship who has sailed far and wide and recorded all his observations during his journeys from coast to coast: the color of the seabed, bearings, latitudes, when the storm came and when it passed; anything and everything and all the information he needs to get back and there again) which he used to find the legendary Magellan's Pass, which was the only way (in those days) to get from the Atlantic Ocean to the Pacific. He eventually succeeded, only to find himself and his weary crew become caught and imprisoned by the Japanese, who were also busy with their own wars. The story goes from there where Blackthorne was stuck in the middle of a power struggle between the Regents of Japan. His ship carried arms and silver that could potentially tilt the balance of power in Japan and throughout the story, you could see how the Japanese lived during that time before the Meiji uprising and and how the entire nation was ran by the samurai caste, how strict they were about things of culture and manners. The book is awesome and gives plenty of insight of the Japanese during the 17th century from the eyes of a foreigner. Phew* I don't think I'll be able to explain what the book is in words. This stuff is a must read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111207639313584147?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111207639313584147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111207639313584147&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111207639313584147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111207639313584147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-samurai.html' title='I am a samurai'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11643113.post-111165206752645460</id><published>2005-03-24T20:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T20:19:43.513+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Boink</title><content type='html'>My goodness hehehe... somebody gotta see the graffiti in the university.. I mean its like Awesome! every clug advertises thru graffiti. They use chalk and the places they do draw on is only limited to your imagination. They have an entire variety of fonts and colors to suit each advertising need. ENSOC bbq on thurs :-) COMPSOC meeting Fri... GAYSOC pulling out sweat tmrw ... etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it ever came across your mind to rename the Computer Labs of the Uni, we did that. Me and a bunch of friends decided to call The Glade (one of the Comp labs) Heaven. During lunch, we were having our usual wedges with sour cream and talking about going to The Glade to check our mail "Hey I'm going to heaven later" "yeah lets go to a better place" and the classic: "Alright then I have to go now. may you rest in peace!" Talk about taking heaven a little closer to technology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my i exceeded the bandwidth... oh my goodness... COME ON 10GB per month IS a lousy cap to put on a 2MBps connection. poofy companies trying to tell people to use less? I thought the maintenance costs are standard for whatevver bandwidth... Only God knows why they cap it anyway. Besides. if you capped it, you'll never make it unlimited. so why bother. you'lll still be getting the same amount of money from people who actually want and WILL pay for unlimited bandwidth. *headshaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and for those of you who want to comment on stuff, theres a comments link below... just right below this paragraph :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111165206752645460?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111165206752645460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111165206752645460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111165206752645460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111165206752645460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/03/boink.html' title='Boink'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</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-11643113.post-111158039937111270</id><published>2005-03-24T00:17:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:19:59.370+12:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG finally...</title><content type='html'>Finally got my computer today... yahoo... spent hours customizing the entire thing to suit me and i'm still feeling worried about the amount I am putting in right now... oh me oh my oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that ends my race for the computer. now, its time to find a job. Problem is i dunno where to start? :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11643113-111158039937111270?l=dreamstreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/feeds/111158039937111270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11643113&amp;postID=111158039937111270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111158039937111270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11643113/posts/default/111158039937111270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamstreak.blogspot.com/2005/03/omg-finally.html' title='OMG finally...'/><author><name>David TG Siaw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00406631066095313441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
