<?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-22738955</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:52:55.258+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Muddy Water Field</title><subtitle type='html'>KiLl HiM! kIlL hIm! I dOn'T wAnNa HaVe ThAt PuNk (ThE dEvIl) ArOuNd!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-116838403705567210</id><published>2007-01-10T07:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T08:07:17.116+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Skull School of Hard Knocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://basic1.easily.co.uk/019005/05D067/crashed%20car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://basic1.easily.co.uk/019005/05D067/crashed%20car.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not doing school. It feels good. Now I have the time to feel useful and not have homework. 2x2=4. See I still have my skills. Oooh yeah! C'mon baby I can still use my head. There's just a few more skills I' d like to learn. Such as driving a car or motorbike.  I  bashed a car over a stopping bar the last and only time I tried to drive. Well you gotta dive it to me, it was a stick shift. It had a grossed half broken clutch too.  Well atleast i didn't smash the front of the car like it woulda if there wasn't a stopping bar. I made it out with some scratches on the bottom of the car. Nothing major. At least I drove it some. If I drive down a road I'll probably end up like this poor car here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-116838403705567210?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/116838403705567210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=116838403705567210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/116838403705567210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/116838403705567210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2007/01/skull-school-of-hard-knocks.html' title='Skull School of Hard Knocks'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-116163568454464698</id><published>2006-10-24T05:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T05:34:44.580+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Time fo' South Park!!!</title><content type='html'>Prostitue's Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f_QThF2fcdY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f_QThF2fcdY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/swtYjWzPHfU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/swtYjWzPHfU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-116163568454464698?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/116163568454464698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=116163568454464698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/116163568454464698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/116163568454464698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/10/time-fo-south-park.html' title='Time fo&apos; South Park!!!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-116104990770983789</id><published>2006-10-17T10:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T10:51:47.723+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ate Sumthing Strange.</title><content type='html'>So you think raw fish is discusting? Well "someone" was making a "local" dish. Soggy popcorn soup. Okay thats different but not altogether bad. Add some pork for meat and flavor, fine. Well we didn't only have the pork, we had the half a pig head in the soup too. okay that'd different too. We ate a bite of the brains as well. Ptl.... It was an interesting experience, tho I really don't wanna repeat it again. As for Mex food, I'll be sticking to the Tortas, Tortilas, and Burritos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-116104990770983789?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/116104990770983789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=116104990770983789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/116104990770983789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/116104990770983789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-ate-sumthing-strange.html' title='I Ate Sumthing Strange.'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-116033643076438651</id><published>2006-10-09T04:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T04:40:30.866+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving moving moving.</title><content type='html'>Bring!! Hey I'm in Mexico City airport! O' joy no one here to pick me up. Calls up, "HEY!! Where are you guys?" Deafening slience..... " Oh right! Well, we can't pick you up tonight, but we arranged for you to go to a home." "Riiiight.... Okay I'll call them up and conferm my stay.... WHAT??? You didn't  hear about me? Busy with a birth you say? Full? I should stay at the airport over night? Oookay.. If thats what you say." So I stayed the night in the airport. It gets pretty freaky when ppl start asking you how much your stuff is worth esp when they're the "Security." The home came at 10 to 12 sumthing like that, and i went to their home. THEN another home heard the word and came to the airport... too baad I wasn't there. It was just a jumble mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it didn't work for me at that home, I was gunna go back to Japan untill my sister opened a door to go ovewr to her home. And thats where I am now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-116033643076438651?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/116033643076438651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=116033643076438651&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/116033643076438651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/116033643076438651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/10/moving-moving-moving.html' title='Moving moving moving.'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-115512676673783968</id><published>2006-08-09T20:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T21:24:10.966+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sum Things My Favorite Band Does.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   Livewire: Do you guys do a lot of hotel trashing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Deryck: Um, not like intentionally. It doesn't necessarily have to be hotels. We did a hometown show in Toronto about three or four days ago, so all of our friends came. All of our friends were totally drunk and out of control, so we had 10 or 15 of our friends back. We were throwing everything around. Someone brought us these  big "Welcome Home" cakes and we threw everything up on the ceiling and that was the point of the game to make everything stick to the ceiling. A big cake got thrown up and just stuck there and our promoter came in and was freaking out and yelling at us and he was standing right under the cake as pieces were falling down on him. He stopped and yelled "What the f*ck is going on in here?" as little chocolate bits kept falling on his head. He was totally pissed off. There was pretty much a whole loaf of bread, every piece of meat and everything that you could imagine was stuck to the ceiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-115512676673783968?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/115512676673783968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=115512676673783968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115512676673783968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115512676673783968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/08/sum-things-my-favorite-band-does.html' title='Sum Things My Favorite Band Does.'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-115365747816019850</id><published>2006-07-23T20:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T14:22:35.806+09:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so Wrong. Ely Tagged Me, Now I Gotta Share My Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fav style of music:&lt;br /&gt;It gotta be punk, I'd say first punk and emo then trance for hang out relaxing times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fav time of year:&lt;br /&gt;Autumn. Not too hot and not too cold. All you need is a light sweater *Rolls laughing*.  Sorry guys, movie relapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best bday I've had:&lt;br /&gt;My 17th, It was the day before my birthday, but we called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; it my birthday. There weren't any drinks, that would've topped the night off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best thing iv done in spain:&lt;br /&gt;I'll use some common sence here and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; change that question to "best thing I've done in Japan." Well, the best is yet around the corner. It'll show itself before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A secret:&lt;br /&gt;I owned playboy. Shhhhh... Don't tell anybody. *Snortle* See if I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy preferences:&lt;br /&gt;Whooops! Changed it to the question below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img28.exs.cx/img28/2183/AdrianaLimaforVictoriasSecret02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img28.exs.cx/img28/2183/AdrianaLimaforVictoriasSecret02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl preferences:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Height 5'5''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slim *Not skinny, UGH*&lt;br /&gt;Don't want larger than C cups thank you. All you pumpers, pump to your dissadvantage.&lt;br /&gt;Wavy hair is hot.&lt;br /&gt;Dark eyeliner and glossy lips are sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Lets be sweet with a sassy face.&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, Isn't she a hottie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sun, Rain, or Snow:&lt;br /&gt;Definitely sun. I don't like things falling on me. But a dash in the pouring rain is fun. Aside from that, just gimme clouds and no rain. Hate sun burns and tans. I'm dark enough as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(annoying coyly voice, stupid smile and a knock on the arm: &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sooo.. who do u like??&lt;/span&gt;: Solly, no answer to that one. If you know me I put what I can't have behind, and don't make rash desisions about my crushes. Keep everyone at arms length to make it hard for them to stab me in the back. So I'll know who I like at first glance. All in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;things that make me cry:&lt;br /&gt;No one here gets to know that. BOOP! Bad question. My very own private life is my own. There's as much chance of me posting a accurate answer to this question as me posting who my first lay was, and what she did to me. No thats not for you to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;outstanding childhood memory:&lt;br /&gt;Having back door of a van closed on my head when I was 9. Swimming across a rushing river and not being able to swim back. (Thats one time I cried, well almost... HEY I was gunna die, or so I thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;Good Lord! Christmas is a humbug. *Sings* Outside the carolers start to sing, I can't describe the joy they bring. Cuz joy is something they don't bring me.  It's Christmas time again, it's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year, I'm growing tired of all this christmas cheer. Na nanana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-115365747816019850?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/115365747816019850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=115365747816019850&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115365747816019850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115365747816019850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-so-wrong-ely-tagged-me-now-i.html' title='This is so Wrong. Ely Tagged Me, Now I Gotta Share My Life.'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-115357687513849884</id><published>2006-07-22T22:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:06:49.076+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Backward and Forward. Where Will I End Up?</title><content type='html'>Life is way too short. Too many choices and oportunities crammed into the tiny space of time we've come to know as youth.  As my 18th year is rolling on, I am faced with many things. It seems like this time around I am hit with extreme bad luck. I'm hoping next time around will be better. Even if this round does go well, its been too much for me. It will leave a nasty taste. With no good memorys of preparation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-115357687513849884?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/115357687513849884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=115357687513849884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115357687513849884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115357687513849884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/07/backward-and-forward-where-will-i-end.html' title='Backward and Forward. Where Will I End Up?'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-115228281724097607</id><published>2006-07-07T23:17:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:33:37.256+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thebackpew.com/backpew/images/aarondunno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://thebackpew.com/backpew/images/aarondunno.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we know I was looking for a bok to read. I found one book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beyond All Reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's not a novel, nor is it anything to be taken lightly. The book is loaded with "true" stories , ranging from fish falling out of the sky, bleeding statues,  to aliens. How much of it we can take as truth, I dunno. But it's just amazing. Things I never knew to be "real." Like zombies, I thought they were just mindless vegetables. But, no, zombies are "dead" people to whom voodoo asses do some junk to, and they become "alive." More like human robots as the book puts it. Functioning bodys without the spirit. It's all enough to give me the heebeegeebees. If you ever come across a copy of the book, read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-115228281724097607?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/115228281724097607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=115228281724097607&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115228281724097607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115228281724097607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/07/beyond-reason.html' title='Beyond Reason'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-115192854865329687</id><published>2006-07-03T21:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:09:08.653+09:00</updated><title type='text'>On and On</title><content type='html'>Help came when I needed it the most. God, am I so relieved. Now theres only a few things i need to get cleared up. Then, BINGO!! I'll be off to a new land. Yessss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-115192854865329687?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/115192854865329687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=115192854865329687&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115192854865329687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115192854865329687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-and-on.html' title='On and On'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-115164690655978979</id><published>2006-06-30T13:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T14:55:06.570+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Conclusion</title><content type='html'>My glorious time spent reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave Barry Does Japan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is over. I am now mourning at this tragic time. Now I'll have to find another fun book. I'll start my quest in search of Dave Barry's&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nwcsd.ca/%7Ekellau/computer%20geek.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.nwcsd.ca/%7Ekellau/computer%20geek.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big Trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But, ARRGH! No more book books, only darn text. Yes on the computer, a pity isn't it. No more lazing on the sofa in my room, reading books. Dang, reading is getting to be a chore. It used to be a relaxing activity. The classic, pull out a book from the shelf plop down and read your butt off. No, too bad it doesn't happen this way. This is how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! On sale 14 bucks for a paper back. *Thinks* Hell no! Whatta waste of money. Settles for an online copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOTR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, what can i say? It's back to computers. Tsk, tsk. A backward me, prefering paperbacks, being left high and dry with computers. The old days when I used to live in a city, I could just walk to a bookstore and stand reading book for days on end. I'd see others doing the same thing. I can swear there were bones in that bookstore. People stood there too long reading. I should submit a lawsuit saying that the bookstore is a serial killer. But then again the poor owner would get the kill for it. I'll be nice to him, and keep my silence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-115164690655978979?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/115164690655978979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=115164690655978979&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115164690655978979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115164690655978979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/06/conclusion.html' title='Conclusion'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-115131584611727141</id><published>2006-06-26T18:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:40:53.473+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Spent Wisely</title><content type='html'>Screw spending all day (30 to, ooops, I lost track of how many minutes) at the computer. It's like, duude! I've finally found joy in reading books. Lets take the book im reading for instance, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave Barry Does Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's hillarious. Lines such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"One line can change the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bubblegumclub.com/Characters/posters/bw.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.bubblegumclub.com/Characters/posters/bw.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; meaning of "man holding broom" to "sex with osteriches." &lt;/span&gt; Make the book well worth your time. He was talking about Japanese writing, characters, squiggles, kanjis. You people who were in China would know what im talking about. Chinos have it worse though. I can't say this is my first time reading it. BUT it's the first time I acctually wanna read it for the sake of reading. Oki there have been other things I've read. Such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man in the Iron Mask, Hedi, Robin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hood, the Swiss Family Robinson, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Playboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; There's one book I haven't been able to finish, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Arrow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or was it a Silver Arrow? I can't finish it because I can't find the friggin book. As hard as i try, it just won't turn up, it's a lost cause. But I say, screw all those 'classical' novels. Comics are the way to enjoy life. The most fun time I've ever had reading was while reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tintin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Archie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Well, definately not sumthing to read if you wanna think about sumthing, or if you have a sophisticated, high-classed way of entertainment, the "Would you care to join us for our tea party m'lady?" Kind of fun. I have nothing against that type of fun. It adds a splash of color. All that to say, HAVE FUN WITH YOUR FRIGGING LIFE! Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-115131584611727141?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/115131584611727141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=115131584611727141&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115131584611727141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115131584611727141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-spent-wisely.html' title='Time Spent Wisely'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-115077631734881711</id><published>2006-06-20T13:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T13:05:17.350+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Language Unpoko... Mi Espanol con loco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.contactmusic.com/new/home.nsf/Lookup/cartoon2x17x09x03xfc/$file/cartoon2x17x09x03xfc.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.contactmusic.com/new/home.nsf/Lookup/cartoon2x17x09x03xfc/$file/cartoon2x17x09x03xfc.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak! Loser! Weirdo! BAD MAN! *Puff puff* Man, I'm out of breath. It's sure a waste of completely innocent breath saying bad words. Perhaps I should edit my vocabulary. I'll take out the bad words and nasty name calling, and insert more complicated, big words such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;iota&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;niche. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I still have no idea what niche means. I was thinking about adding rhyming words too. I'd sound so poetic, a dork, or shall I say Shakespear. I would be using encriptive lines as, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To be, or not to be. That is the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Or I can use sentences that have more depth, like what that teacher says in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freaky Friday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Prepared is to you, as not is to test."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I didn't get what he was trying to get across. So I presumed that the script writer wanted to make the teacher sound nuts. For the man does say later, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As Hamlet said, '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whats done, is done.'" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And her reply was, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"That was Macbeth. You know nothing twit!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-115077631734881711?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/115077631734881711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=115077631734881711&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115077631734881711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/115077631734881711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/06/language-unpoko-mi-espanol-con-loco.html' title='Language Unpoko... Mi Espanol con loco'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114985977138166263</id><published>2006-06-09T21:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:29:33.380+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Who intends to Join the ParT After it Started? You are Late to Join My Party. But Since I Came All This Way to See Who it Was, You May Enter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/B000A0BEUA.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/320/B000A0BEUA.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the short list of late birthday wishers is here. TooT, TooT, HorraY!&lt;br /&gt;And starting from the top. A late but not all together tardy wisher is...... SARA! Okaay. The second runner up is.... Jasmine Bjorkman. Shes a new aquiantance, so I don't blame her. *snicker* Annnnnnd then theres... A woman named Rivers, Juliana Frost, Doolie.. She calls herself by one of those names. Tho i call her Doolie. *smirk*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114985977138166263?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114985977138166263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114985977138166263&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114985977138166263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114985977138166263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-intends-to-join-part-after-it.html' title='Who intends to Join the ParT After it Started? You are Late to Join My Party. But Since I Came All This Way to See Who it Was, You May Enter.'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114968990899312118</id><published>2006-06-07T23:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T23:25:21.393+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Day Was a Day for ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bruceelgort.com/blogs/be.nsf/2/BELT-5P2L4K/$FILE/birthday.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.bruceelgort.com/blogs/be.nsf/2/BELT-5P2L4K/$FILE/birthday.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaay! The other day just seemed to be my birthday. I am supposed to believe that I have been born on this very day, exactly 18 years ago. ...Amazing! Okay a few people wished me a happy birthday. And i shall take the liberty to say their names. One is Ely. She also gave me a sweet prophecy, I luv it. Then it was my sisters, Jaz, Kao and Emi. Tho i kinda was off line when they tried to wish me good. Shucks. And last but not one to forget. Is... Sharon. Humm, perhaps I shall have to add sum more people if they remember and send me a REALLY belated birthday wish.  Heres a song/video I like. Linkies? Oki  sumwhere on this post you can find it. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T4n0ct7xYEY&amp;amp;search=sum41"&gt;Here it is!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114968990899312118?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114968990899312118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114968990899312118&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114968990899312118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114968990899312118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/06/other-day-was-day-for-me.html' title='The Other Day Was a Day for ME.'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114943206262414702</id><published>2006-06-04T23:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T23:41:02.996+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentaly Advanced People.... HEELLPP!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/old%20man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/400/old%20man.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well! Here we are pondering sum sayings . I came across this saying. It may be a saying , or a question, I dunno here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happens when you finally find your niche and your niche stinks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what the heck is that supposto mean? Firstly Who knows what a niche is? I'm thinking that perhaps if I find out what a niche is, then i shall find out what the saying is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/shisky.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/400/shisky.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oki now someone wrote, "The earth is flat. Black is white. Men can multi-task. And women don't drink whisky. Right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oki now I saw this picture of a whisky bottle. it says teacher. DANG if I had that bottle for a teacher I'd "drink from her wisdom" anyday... However it says Teachers. It could also mean it's FOR the teacher. That would be fun too. Having a drunken teacher aught to be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114943206262414702?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114943206262414702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114943206262414702&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114943206262414702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114943206262414702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/06/mentaly-advanced-people-heellpp.html' title='Mentaly Advanced People.... HEELLPP!!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114830535721184675</id><published>2006-05-22T22:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:42:37.263+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat MEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/320/DSC_0002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! Who knows Baskin Robins? No? well it's a place where ice-cream can be bought.  Since it normaly costs 200 yen (2 euros, 20 pesos or what ever you use) we make a good habit of not buying ice-cream at Baskin Robins.  BUT HEY! Today was a FREE ice-cream day. Hey you gotta make sport of it.  So as I'm eating ice-cream... Well, it's called the meeting of white ass and ebony. Popping Shower and Caramel.  And sumone managed to take a picture of my obviously... Ehemed look. Well well its just one of many faces. But DANG!! Look theres no wax in my hair... Mahahaha! Who gives?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114830535721184675?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114830535721184675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114830535721184675&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114830535721184675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114830535721184675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/05/eat-mee.html' title='Eat MEE!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114693174300932488</id><published>2006-05-07T00:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:09:03.686+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Day is a New Day!</title><content type='html'>Good morning. Today we shall take a look into my head.  ( looks into skull) Ah! Lookie, I see a pea. smoke is rising from it. Ohh, its hot inside. Hey look seems as if theres a leaf of language arts floating inside too. Whoa! sirens screaching! Seems as if they (the sirens) are saying, "overload, overload."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114693174300932488?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114693174300932488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114693174300932488&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114693174300932488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114693174300932488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/05/every-day-is-new-day.html' title='Every Day is a New Day!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114656737623163085</id><published>2006-05-02T19:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T19:56:16.243+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello?? Moshi Moshi? Harro?</title><content type='html'>Dang the phone is dead! Oh well it must be sumone's May Fools Day... Late. Tho its most likely just sum dude on the other phone. Who knows? For a guy here just checking out loads of guitars, hoping to find one that will not cost more than 2 bucks. Its quite a trip. most good guitars cost at least over 100 bucks. Duhh! Still reason (I have no money), motivation (What better to do?), and determination (I have time) drives me on in my quest. Aside from school, daydreaming of girls, eating, exersize, practicing guitar, and sleeping I put all my energy into looking for a new guitar. Not only will this time wasted on searching result in me getting a nice guitar, the quest and search is quite fufilling. And by the time I aquire 100 bucks I will have the playing ability of Slick. and when i get 150 bucks I will be as good as Quick. And when i have 300 bucks just call me Dick kay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114656737623163085?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114656737623163085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114656737623163085&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114656737623163085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114656737623163085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-moshi-moshi-harro_02.html' title='Hello?? Moshi Moshi? Harro?'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114620816563602131</id><published>2006-04-28T16:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T16:09:25.673+09:00</updated><title type='text'>SaFE!! score!!</title><content type='html'>Whew! 71% on a test. How close can i get? At least I have two peas worth of Language Arts stuffed in my head. YAY! Sentence structure still seems to muddle my mind. Diagraphing seems worse. I liked Lanugage when it was still at the "Verb, adverb, noun, and adjective" stage. I overload my small capacity now. A stress/concentrating metre has been found. Who guessed it? Yup its called horny level. I want to let off steam when concentrating; however, when i get off my bum to go sumwhere, I don't feel horny anymore. Strange but true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114620816563602131?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114620816563602131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114620816563602131&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114620816563602131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114620816563602131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/04/safe-score.html' title='SaFE!! score!!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114620037786471643</id><published>2006-04-28T13:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T14:01:22.183+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Hardware is Killing Me!!</title><content type='html'>Blahugh! CPUs, motherboards, plugs, HDDs, and Guitars. I think i burnt a CPU, sucks eh? i smelled smoke, then i shut it off. It may have been too late to save the unit. I thought that a second or two wouldn't kill my CPU. It seemed to have anyways. I only had to on for a few seconds, without the heat sink and fan. A terrible mistake. Now the power goes on for a second, then it shuts down. I gave up on the comp. Now its left in my closet. I intend to leave it there for now. Getting my Voodoo3 to work is enough comp work for me. I used to enjoy comp hardware, now I disslike it. I'm content to just go outside and shoot sum hoops or take a ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114620037786471643?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114620037786471643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114620037786471643&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114620037786471643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114620037786471643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/04/hard-hardware-is-killing-me.html' title='Hard Hardware is Killing Me!!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114596157886673634</id><published>2006-04-25T19:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:39:38.876+09:00</updated><title type='text'>DOT... DOt... Dot... dot...</title><content type='html'>Ahhh I see. A brand new day!  And I FEEL GOOD. Kinda... In sum ways I'm feeling good. Blah Blankness stares me in the face. I shall write on later!! TO INFINITY AND BEYOND!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114596157886673634?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114596157886673634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114596157886673634&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114596157886673634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114596157886673634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/04/dot-dot-dot-dot.html' title='DOT... DOt... Dot... dot...'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114559181181991502</id><published>2006-04-21T12:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T12:56:51.826+09:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY SUNNY PEOPLE!</title><content type='html'>Yup the plane took off and has landed in Mexico. Its precious cargo has exited the exit. And started looking around the beautiful place. Humm.. I think its beautiful. I've never been there before. you must tell me how it is Ely. Too bad you are in the city and not in a beach resort. I hear its hot all year round. maybe you can work on a tan. Its god to see people having a good time. And since I'm stuck here for the time being. you'd better stay in Mex for a VERY long time. Kay Ely? Humm.. I'm still not sure when I'll finally jet to Mex. Who knows? we'll just have to wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114559181181991502?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114559181181991502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114559181181991502&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114559181181991502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114559181181991502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-sunny-people.html' title='HAPPY SUNNY PEOPLE!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114491790724049064</id><published>2006-04-13T16:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T17:45:40.000+09:00</updated><title type='text'>YAWN&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>Mmmmmmmm... Sweet memories of dear nothingness. What more may I say? A week over in Kobe... Doing stupid dances for people... Not just people. But many drunken people... Bah I really don't feel like saying much now. Yeah... Ely I'm sorry for not listening to you. And I've probably ruined your day. I beg forgivness from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114491790724049064?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114491790724049064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114491790724049064&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114491790724049064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114491790724049064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/04/yawn.html' title='YAWN&gt;&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114346508168868383</id><published>2006-03-27T22:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T01:10:36.300+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pudding Ahoy!</title><content type='html'>To create asshole pudding... FETCH ME!!! Can i hear a sarcastic laugh just about now? Yes having fallen to such miserable duhh hoy... Blahughh!! The most discusting dinner was made today. Just guess the cook. Ahoy!! ITS ME!!! kinda like, "Chomp..... BARF!!!" then "Chomp.... BARF!!" I think ppl just wanted to make me feel better... It kinda worked... But when I tought of it... NAH!! I cooked Crap!! Well after all, encouragement is what we all need. Right? Then again, we all know when we cooked crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114346508168868383?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114346508168868383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114346508168868383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114346508168868383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114346508168868383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/pudding-ahoy.html' title='Pudding Ahoy!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114295841846851422</id><published>2006-03-22T01:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:26:58.470+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Sounds Familiar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..... where have i heard that name before? Someone named Alyx has veiwed my blog... Not that it bothers me. Hey the more the merrier. Right? But something seems to ring a bell... can it be the Alyx that this guy named Sam was talking about? even though the name rings a bell... I can honesty say i havent met you... Or have I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114295841846851422?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114295841846851422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114295841846851422&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114295841846851422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114295841846851422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/something-sounds-familiar.html' title='Something Sounds Familiar'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114267172049223385</id><published>2006-03-18T17:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T17:48:40.503+09:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW FADS!!</title><content type='html'>Check it! Know about faded jeans? I think we all do. but theres this crazy thing.  Getting faded Guitars. Yes! they are on the rise now. you can go to a shop and buy a guitar like sum famous guy uses. and it wont olny be the same model itll have the same scratched. and marking. i think its stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114267172049223385?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114267172049223385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114267172049223385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114267172049223385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114267172049223385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-fads.html' title='NEW FADS!!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114243321810782088</id><published>2006-03-15T23:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:37:17.193+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhyme Time</title><content type='html'>I fell once&lt;br /&gt;I fell twice.&lt;br /&gt;Its a mad gamble&lt;br /&gt;Just tossing dice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the heck&lt;br /&gt;Will ever know how i feel?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who understands&lt;br /&gt;Someone real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest to me&lt;br /&gt;Are the farthest.&lt;br /&gt;Yet the farthest from me&lt;br /&gt;Are the closest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the close be close&lt;br /&gt;And the far be far?&lt;br /&gt;Feels as my whole life&lt;br /&gt;Has been just under par.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it time&lt;br /&gt;That i tip the scale.&lt;br /&gt;Fetch some good cash&lt;br /&gt;To pay my bail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back&lt;br /&gt;To a place i called home.&lt;br /&gt;Dig into a tree&lt;br /&gt;Be called a gnome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should be happy&lt;br /&gt;I truly should feel glad.&lt;br /&gt;Strive to be good&lt;br /&gt;Instead of bad.&lt;br /&gt;But no,&lt;br /&gt;I could never be these.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just beg you ma'am&lt;br /&gt;Could you hug me, hold me please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114243321810782088?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114243321810782088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114243321810782088&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114243321810782088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114243321810782088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/rhyme-time.html' title='Rhyme Time'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114217393246199854</id><published>2006-03-12T23:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:42:58.100+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Twice?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/2005_0404_102615AA.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/320/2005_0404_102615AA.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Sara SAID:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk jun...wut did u do?&lt;br /&gt;when u do things for the first time u have to think it out twice...though the second time u only have to think it once..&lt;br /&gt;...no no no sara ur wrong...the first time, u jump into it without thinking, then the second time u think if ur willing to do it again...&lt;br /&gt;.....yeah right sara if u dont think it the first time...why are u gonna think it the second?? its dumb...gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry ...smtimes i dont agree with myself..i usually keep these discussions with myself low.....tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Reply: Sara!! Whoa! I'm never gunna have sex with her.  Check this out. See that girl. she is more than enough to make me think twice about doing anything with her. And if by chance there was a "first," I'd still think twice about a second round.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Sara a know you just didnt think of your line the way I used it. But such is the beauty of editing. I like it. It kinda sounds like sumthing totaly different right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114217393246199854?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114217393246199854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114217393246199854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114217393246199854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114217393246199854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/think-twice.html' title='Think Twice?'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114217355706238185</id><published>2006-03-12T23:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:27:42.153+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Human.. Almost an Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/2004_0519_145922AA.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/320/2004_0519_145922AA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok! here is a cute girl... Should I call her a girl? Humm... Well she is about one year older than me. Maybe i should just call her a woman. Ok thats me behind. i think that face she is making, is her look of discust from seeing my face. Can it be? It might be. Or if you look closely you can see sumthing in her mouth. It looks kinda stringy. It probably tastes horrible. OK ok I'm just guessing. But i just wanna let you all know. That I have a deep respect for her. "I take my hat off to her."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114217355706238185?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114217355706238185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114217355706238185&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114217355706238185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114217355706238185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/human-almost-angel.html' title='Human.. Almost an Angel'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114216950314914498</id><published>2006-03-12T22:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T22:18:23.160+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeze?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/DSCF0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/320/DSCF0128.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I sunk to this level? Dude!!&lt;br /&gt;How bad can this get? Hahaha! Taking pictures of myself... Indeed. Well this is what you get when you have a bored me. Doing things that dont make any sence, or just doing plain stupid things. Such as taking a swig of someones cologne. BTW, dont try it. From my experence, it just makes your mouth water, you feel like barfing; which I did. Over all I had a terrible night. That grinding, turning feeling in my stomach, Pfffhht!!! I'm never gunna try it again. Unless sumone dares me to. And that sumone will have to be a girl. I'm not gunna go through the torture over sum thing sum guy wants me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114216950314914498?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114216950314914498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114216950314914498&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114216950314914498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114216950314914498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/cheeze.html' title='Cheeze?'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114178197173285148</id><published>2006-03-08T10:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T10:39:31.766+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk a Mile in Their Shoes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/2005_0817_154735AA.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/400/2005_0817_154735AA.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is this mountain, and the home is pretty much on top of it. Yes quite a strange place to have a home. But they have one there none-the-less. &lt;br /&gt;...HAHAHAHA!! theres this guy here who sumhow has this  thing against blogs.  Its ok hes a cool guy.  i think he likes  forums better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114178197173285148?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114178197173285148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114178197173285148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114178197173285148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114178197173285148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/walk-mile-in-their-shoes.html' title='Walk a Mile in Their Shoes....'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114174548816481476</id><published>2006-03-08T00:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T00:31:28.176+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Football%20kick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/400/Football%20kick.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH!! Hey did you ever dream of having a strong Football star for your boyfriend? Well if you have... check again. your dear fella might not have any balls left. may just be a limp dicky. its like whoa!! a strong man kicks strong man in the nuts! geeze that gotta hurt. i thought he was skilled. but no. look he musta totaly missed the football . you can see his foot is nowhere NEAR the ball. yet hes kicking? Can it be that hes just trying to kick the other guy in the balls? Well all i can say is.. GOOD BYE MAN HOOD FOR YOU FELLA!! that kick is enough to make a dude impotent for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114174548816481476?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114174548816481476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114174548816481476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114174548816481476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114174548816481476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/tough.html' title='Tough??'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114174449517087499</id><published>2006-03-08T00:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T00:23:59.826+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude what you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/condoms3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/400/condoms3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK!! cool check out the new stock! condoms come in all shapes and sizes. there must be one here that suits you. just take your pick and call 0121-277-3688 a free dial. and you can have them dilivered to your door. in just 2 days. and its garanteed. you can have your money back if this condom dosent work. just call up once again. the number is posted.... yeah i just wrote it . look up there. you should find it. &lt;br /&gt;Official Disclaimer: this company will not take care of the baby that may be created due to any failiure of this product. Nor does it take responsibility of any sickness that may be tranmitted due to the failiure of this product. If you have ordered a size too small, this company will not pay for any hospital fees. We only have a money back guarantee for this product.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114174449517087499?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114174449517087499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114174449517087499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114174449517087499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114174449517087499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/dude-what-you-think.html' title='Dude what you think?'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114174397468133628</id><published>2006-03-08T00:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T00:06:14.683+09:00</updated><title type='text'>For whoever may feel this applies.... if the boot fits.. wear it.</title><content type='html'>the road seems long, not a soul you feel really cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remember, i am with you.&lt;br /&gt;the trials seem long, the battle unending.&lt;br /&gt;have patience its just part of living.&lt;br /&gt;if you think, no one understands&lt;br /&gt;just wait my luv, have you thought of me?&lt;br /&gt;have faith my dear,&lt;br /&gt;all will work out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;when you are weak, i am strong.&lt;br /&gt;let ME take your hand,&lt;br /&gt;and lead you to places unknown.&lt;br /&gt;i want to take you to a place of bliss.&lt;br /&gt;i want to take you away from the cares of this world.&lt;br /&gt;i want to do many things with you. &lt;br /&gt;but its up to you to want to do them with me. &lt;br /&gt;we can live the way you want...&lt;br /&gt;or the way i want.&lt;br /&gt;what i long for is when we both want the same things.&lt;br /&gt;my luv is for you. &lt;br /&gt;just please reach out and take it.&lt;br /&gt;luvs you more than anyone in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;--jesus--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114174397468133628?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114174397468133628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114174397468133628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114174397468133628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114174397468133628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-whoever-may-feel-this-applies-if.html' title='For whoever may feel this applies.... if the boot fits.. wear it.'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114144132312501745</id><published>2006-03-04T11:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T12:02:03.126+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Poof! My Brain No Longer Exists!</title><content type='html'>Stuffing my head with knowledge. jeeze give me a break.... i do have breaks. haha. just wait... bah i dont think i remembered all the things in my school. My memory is busted. just had a short circuit. pphht if that was how you spelled it. haaaaaa... yes i have just a moment to relax here in front of this dear comp. it like every day that  bust my brains. then i spend the rest of the day putting them back together for the next day. but today isnt a school day.. phew!! im thankful for that. cant imagine doing school for 7 days a week. i dont think any of us can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114144132312501745?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114144132312501745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114144132312501745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114144132312501745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114144132312501745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/poof-my-brain-no-longer-exists.html' title='Poof! My Brain No Longer Exists!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114122426013755158</id><published>2006-03-01T23:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:44:20.176+09:00</updated><title type='text'>OOOPs</title><content type='html'>Crap!! dang i didnt know that Ely had sumthing against pranks. aiii!!! geeze Sara i really shoulda watched it shouldnt i? but hey acctually who cares Fun is fun..... but maybe i shouldnt be so juvinille. hahaha... yeah going on 17 and still prank calling.. dunno... maybe i should get a better pastime..... what do you think Sara?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114122426013755158?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114122426013755158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114122426013755158&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114122426013755158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114122426013755158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/ooops.html' title='OOOPs'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114120866401883639</id><published>2006-03-01T19:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:19:20.250+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Prank? or just fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/320/Junjunkun.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm... what can i say? I got a lill bored... so.... We freaked out and done sum calling around. but hey i didnt know about caller ID. and got busted... yes we called up frineds and such ppl alike. it was fun. i think ill do it again. and yes this picture is quite old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114120866401883639?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114120866401883639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114120866401883639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114120866401883639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114120866401883639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/03/prank-or-just-fun.html' title='Prank? or just fun?'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114101711762746190</id><published>2006-02-27T14:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T19:24:59.670+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My goodness!! it has been sum time since ive updated...</title><content type='html'>oh well! hahhhh... breath that relieved sound. it free day... again. FUN FUN!! sumwhat. since this home im at it by a beach... its not a sandy beach, just rocks. but anyways. it was nice. i walked it at least 4 times. the wind through my... non existant hair. and the cool freeze... breeze on my face. it woulda been soo perfect if it just wasnt soo cald. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114101711762746190?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114101711762746190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114101711762746190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114101711762746190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114101711762746190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-goodness-it-has-been-sum-time-since.html' title='My goodness!! it has been sum time since ive updated...'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114058428860762157</id><published>2006-02-22T13:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T13:58:08.633+09:00</updated><title type='text'>HAR HAR.... not funny tho</title><content type='html'>BAH i forgot to send Ely a birthday card... stupid me.  how much worse can it get?  chuckle chuckle. im starting alot of new and old stuff now. maybe ill get in to doing songs or sumthing. and sing in my terrible off tune voice. use my crappy guitar skills. and learn to be a infamous producer. and get lots of REP among all the other "talented musicians." tsk tsk im still a long ways to go. maybe ill end up making songs like armatine.. or what ever that dude's name was. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114058428860762157?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114058428860762157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114058428860762157&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114058428860762157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114058428860762157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/02/har-har-not-funny-tho.html' title='HAR HAR.... not funny tho'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114048915991741491</id><published>2006-02-21T11:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T11:34:27.033+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/8286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/400/8286.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, well. the night was B E A UTIFUL!! hummm if feeling much better this fine ass morning. Im just happy that i talked things out with Ely and Sara, last night. they musta thought i was an ass tho. Well Ptl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;THIS &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;morning is good, and thats all that counts. I'll just keep it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is just how i feel. just as happy as this picture. tho this was aquite a long time ago. the feeling is still the same!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114048915991741491?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114048915991741491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114048915991741491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114048915991741491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114048915991741491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/02/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning!!'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114046750018580533</id><published>2006-02-21T05:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T05:31:40.186+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was Today</title><content type='html'>So for sum party maniacs like sum ppl i know, tonight "party" wasnt that great.... well to think about it it was acctually real fun.... just i didnt feel the urge to have that much of a good time with the ppl that where here. maybe im just partial. HAR HAR!! arent most of us? hummm.... tho i wont dare speak for all of us. lala!! ill admit it we are all different. too bad there arent any pictures of it... you woulda been able to see what it was like. we did pretty good for a free night. it wasnt a real party party, just sum fun. thats all. nothing more nothing less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ged? lol for whoever is studying for that test.. youre not alone. WREAK!! i am one of the pitiful ppl who are gunna be taking the test. horray!! after my time of intense cramming. ill have a high school diploma. NO MORE SCHOOL then YAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114046750018580533?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114046750018580533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114046750018580533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114046750018580533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114046750018580533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-today.html' title='Today was Today'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114046700489008195</id><published>2006-02-21T05:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T05:23:24.906+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/BOO.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/400/BOO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/BOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who know what we will do next? Its all so simple. Anyone who even takes time to think about it, is a total maniac. So sorry to be blunt. LOL!! take a look at this old picture. Yes the one up there who woulda known that we woulda made a strange face out of leftovers? The answer is, No one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114046700489008195?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114046700489008195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114046700489008195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114046700489008195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114046700489008195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22738955.post-114046611644598949</id><published>2006-02-21T05:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T05:08:36.456+09:00</updated><title type='text'>There Gotta Be a First Time</title><content type='html'>Hey whaddya know? Never thought id be into stuff like this, but heck it happened. Oh well we gotta do sum things at least once, just like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22738955-114046611644598949?l=iqlikezero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/feeds/114046611644598949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22738955&amp;postID=114046611644598949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114046611644598949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22738955/posts/default/114046611644598949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iqlikezero.blogspot.com/2006/02/there-gotta-be-first-time.html' title='There Gotta Be a First Time'/><author><name>Jun jun kun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09408722916713584910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/912/2318/1600/Junjunkun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
