<?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-6660135</id><updated>2011-09-11T01:07:05.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mind is a terrible thing to waste</title><subtitle type='html'>Done but with errors on page...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-116467368528736900</id><published>2006-11-28T08:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T08:28:05.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>read my horoscope today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Leo,&lt;br /&gt;Here is your horoscope&lt;br /&gt;for Tuesday, November 28:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not asking for the moon. A lovely companion would be nice, and maybe something sweet but unfussy to anticipate. Since your desires are so low-key right now, it should be easy to have your needs met. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-exactly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-116467368528736900?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/116467368528736900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=116467368528736900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/116467368528736900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/116467368528736900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2006/11/read-my-horoscope-today_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-114851899167652117</id><published>2006-05-25T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T09:03:11.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;New Game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://world2.monstersgame.co.uk/?ac=vid&amp;vid=31007273"&gt;Sali ka? :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-114851899167652117?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/114851899167652117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=114851899167652117&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/114851899167652117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/114851899167652117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-game-sali-ka-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-113740110750475024</id><published>2006-01-16T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T16:46:29.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;random things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. when i was a baby, i never had milk other than my mom's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i am planning of having my back covered by a tribal wing tattoo, my whole back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm terrified of heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. peanut butter only, no other spreads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. like kix, almost cried while watching "a walk to remember"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i have an evil twin brother, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i hate clowns but love masks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. almost saw slipknot at front row but it was cancelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. used to make a living through porn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. if some people have an I.Q of 145, i think i have a common sense of 250&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. night of the living dead, dawn of the dead scared the hell out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i have only one addiction - video games(esp. tekken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. i have never been in any brawls or fistfights since grade 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i take the advice of my horoscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. people think i'm weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. my father is ilonggo and my mother is bisaya but i was born in lipa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i have seen porn things you can't even imagine when i was still working at a job in manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. it may not show much but i am a peace loving person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. can't live without ice cream and chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. i think i'm destined for greatness, i just dont know when and how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-113740110750475024?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/113740110750475024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=113740110750475024&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/113740110750475024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/113740110750475024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-things-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-113696767202767406</id><published>2006-01-11T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T16:21:12.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;From Kix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF774" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your IQ Is 100&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFCCA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/iq.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Below Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Exceptional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/"&gt;A Quick and Dirty IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-113696767202767406?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/113696767202767406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=113696767202767406&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/113696767202767406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/113696767202767406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2006/01/from-kix-your-iq-is-100-your-logical.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-112839998129938340</id><published>2005-10-04T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:26:21.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;makes a lot of sense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man eats two eggs each morning for breakfast. When he goes to the grocery store he pays .60 cents a dozen. Since a dozen eggs won't last a week he normally buys two dozens at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day while buying eggs he notices that the price has risen to 72 cents. The next time he buys groceries, eggs are .76 cents a dozen. When asked to explain the price of eggs the store owner says, "the price has gone up and I have to raise my price accordingly".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This store buys 100 dozen eggs a day. I checked around for a better price and all the distributors have raised their prices. The distributors have begun to buy from the huge egg farms. The small egg farms have been driven out of business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The huge egg farms sells 100,000 dozen eggs a day to distributors. With no competition, they can set the price as they see fit. The distributors then have to raise their prices to the grocery stores. And on and on and on. As the man kept buying eggs the price kept going up. He saw the big egg trucks delivering 100 dozen eggs each day. Nothing changed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He checked out the huge egg farms and found they were selling 100,000 dozen eggs to the distributors daily. Nothing had changed but the price of eggs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then week before Thanksgiving the price of eggs shot up to $1.00 a dozen. Again he asked the grocery owner why and was told, "cakes and baking for the holiday". The huge egg farmers know there will be a lot of baking going on and more eggs will be used. Hence, the price of eggs goes up. Expect the same thing at Christmas and other times when family cooking and baking happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pattern continues until the price of eggs is 2.00 a dozen. The man says,"there must be something we can do about the price of eggs".  He starts talking to all the people in his town and they decide to stop buying eggs. This didn't work because everyone needed eggs. Finally, the man suggested only buying what you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ate 2 eggs a day. On the way home from work he would stop at the grocery and buy two eggs. Everyone in town started buying 2 or 3 eggs a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grocery store owner began complaining that he had too many eggs in his cooler. He told the distributor that he didn't need any eggs. Maybe wouldn't need any all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The distributor had eggs piling up at his warehouse. He told the huge egg farms that he didn't have any room for eggs would not need any for at least two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the egg farm, the chickens just kept on laying eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To relieve the pressure, the huge egg farm told the distributor that they could buy the eggs at a lower price. The distributor said, " I don't have the room for the %$&amp;^*&amp;% eggs even if they were free".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The distributor told the grocery store owner that he would lower the price of the eggs if the store would start buying again. The grocery store owner said, "I don't have room for more eggs. The customers are only buy 2 or 3 eggs at a time".  "Now if you were to drop the price of eggs back down to the original price, the customers would start buying by the dozen again".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The distributors sent that proposal to the huge egg farmers. They liked the price they were getting for their eggs but, them chickens just kept on laying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the egg farmers lowered the price of their eggs. But only a few &lt;br /&gt;cents.  The customers still bought 2 or 3 eggs at a time. They said, "when the price of eggs gets down to where it was before, we will start buying by the dozen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the price of eggs started dropping. The distributors had to slash &lt;br /&gt;their prices to make room for the eggs coming from the egg farmers. The egg farmers cut their prices because the distributors wouldn't buy at a higher price than they were selling eggs for. Anyway, they had full warehouses and wouldn't need eggs for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And them chickens kept on laying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, the egg farmers cut their prices because they were throwing away eggs they couldn't sell. The distributors started buying again because the eggs were priced to where the stores could afford to sell them at the lower price. And the customers start buying by the dozen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, transpose this analogy to the gasoline industry. What if everyone only bought $10.00 worth of gas each time they pulled to the pump. The dealers tanks would stay semi full all the time. The dealers wouldn't have room for the gas coming from the huge tank farms. The tank farms wouldn't have room for the gas coming from the refining plants. And the refining plants wouldn't have room for the oil being &lt;br /&gt;off loaded from the huge tankers coming from the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just $10.00 each time you buy gas. Don't fill it up. You may have to stop for gas twice a week but, the price should come down. Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an added note...When I buy $10.00 worth of gas,that leaves my tank a little under half full. The way prices are jumping around, you can buy gas for $2.65 a gallon and then the next morning it can be $2.15. If you have your tank full of $2.65 gas you don't have room for the $2.15 gas. You might not understand the economics of only buying two eggs at a time but, you can't buy cheaper gas if your tank is full of the high priced stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, don't buy anything else at the gas station, don't give them any more of your hard earned money than what you spend on gas, until the prices come down..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-112839998129938340?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/112839998129938340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=112839998129938340&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112839998129938340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112839998129938340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/10/makes-lot-of-sense-think-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-112831888634046025</id><published>2005-10-03T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T13:54:46.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;long time no blog...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah... where should i start? i've been playing tekken 5 for the last month(vigorously) in an attempt at my first tournament, luckily the date just passed me and i had no idea it was over. too bad, i was really looking forward to that. anyways, i'm still playing and getting better(hehe...). i went to Alabang Town Center to play with some guys but they weren't there. the following week it was in mega mall. the competition was too much for me 'cause they were good(under statement...). if anyone's even reading my posts, thanks! i'll come back to you as soon as you leave a comment. have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-112831888634046025?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/112831888634046025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=112831888634046025&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112831888634046025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112831888634046025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/10/long-time-no-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-112487342145867117</id><published>2005-08-24T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T16:50:21.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick Up Lines That May Get You Killed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you and I were squirrels, could I bust a nut in your hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd like to wrap your legs around my head and wear you like a feed bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If it's true that we are what we eat, I could be you by morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you like your eggs: poached, scrambled, or fertilized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I was about to go masturbate and I needed a name to go with your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You are so fine that I'd eat your shit just to see where it came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My love for you is like diarrhea, I just can't hold it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Roses are red. Violets are blue. I like spaghetti. Let's go fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is that a keg in your pants? 'Cause I would love to tap that ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If your right leg was Thanksgiving, and your left leg was Christmas, could I meet you between the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You remind me of a championship bass, I don't know whether to mount you or eat  you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your parents must be retarded, because you are special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Could I touch your belly button from the inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm not too good at algebra, but doesn't U+I = 69?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How about we play lion and lion tamer? You hold your mouth open, and I'll give you the meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Guy: "Would you like to dance?" Girl: "I don't care for this song and surely wouldn't dance with you." Guy: "I'm sorry, you must have misunderstood me, I said you look fat in those pants"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I'm new in town, could I have directions to your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Fuck me if I'm wrong, but is your name Yolanda? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I love every bone in your body - especially mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. You might not be the best looking girl here, but beauty is only a light switch away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Hey baby, what's your sign? Caution, slippery when wet, dangerous curves ahead, yield?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I can't find my puppy, can you help me find him? I think he went into this motel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Wanna play Pearl Harbor?....Its a game where I lay back while you blow the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your body's name must be Visa, because it's everywhere I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Can I buy you a drink, or do you just want the money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I may not be the best looking guy here, but I'm the only one talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. That shirt looks very becoming on you, but if I were on you, I'd be coming too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I'd like to screw your brains out, but it appears that someone beat me to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Oh, I'm sorry, I thought that was a braille name tag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-112487342145867117?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/112487342145867117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=112487342145867117&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112487342145867117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112487342145867117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-112426803012081545</id><published>2005-08-17T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T16:40:30.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;very true...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Men Can't Win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you work too hard, there is never any time for her.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't work enough, you're a good-for-nothing bum.&lt;br /&gt;If she has a boring repetitive job with low pay, it's exploitation.&lt;br /&gt;If you have a boring repetitive job with low pay, you should get off your butt and find something better.&lt;br /&gt;If you get a promotion ahead of her, it's favoritism.&lt;br /&gt;If she gets a job ahead of you, it's equal opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;If you mention how nice she looks, it's sexual harassment.&lt;br /&gt;If you keep quiet, it's male indifference.&lt;br /&gt;If you cry, you're a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, you're insensitive.&lt;br /&gt;If you make a decision without consulting her, you're a chauvinist.&lt;br /&gt;If she makes a decision without consulting you, she's a liberated woman.&lt;br /&gt;If you ask her to do something she doesn't enjoy, that's domination.&lt;br /&gt;If she asks you, it's a favor.&lt;br /&gt;If you try to keep yourself in shape, you're vain.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, you're a slob.&lt;br /&gt;If you buy her flowers, you're after something.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, you're not thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;If you're proud of your achievements, you're an egotist.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not, you're not ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;If she has a headache, she's tired.&lt;br /&gt;If you have a headache, you don't love her anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-112426803012081545?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/112426803012081545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=112426803012081545&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112426803012081545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112426803012081545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/08/very-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-112305905442279459</id><published>2005-08-03T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:50:54.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YOU KNOW YOU ARE LIVING IN 2005 WHEN...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You accidentally enter your password on the&lt;br /&gt;microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in&lt;br /&gt;years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your&lt;br /&gt;family of 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends&lt;br /&gt;and family is that&lt;br /&gt;they don't have e-mail addresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell&lt;br /&gt;phone to see if&lt;br /&gt;anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Every commercial on television has a web site at&lt;br /&gt;the bottom of the&lt;br /&gt;screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which&lt;br /&gt;you didn't have the first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of&lt;br /&gt;your life, is now a cause for panic and you turn&lt;br /&gt;around to go to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You get up in the morning and go on line before&lt;br /&gt;your coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You start tilting your head sideways to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going&lt;br /&gt;to forward this message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this&lt;br /&gt;list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You actually scrolled back up to check that there&lt;br /&gt;wasn't a #9 on&lt;br /&gt;this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW U R LAUGHING at yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-112305905442279459?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/112305905442279459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=112305905442279459&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112305905442279459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112305905442279459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-know-you-are-living-in-2005-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-112287615160686892</id><published>2005-08-01T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T14:02:31.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nice weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at the HP Right to Royalty concert at the Fort last friday night, compliments of &lt;a href="http://concon006.blogspot.com"&gt;concon&lt;/a&gt;. Pinikpikan was first to play. I was so glad we were just in time for them. They were the only band I was wanting to see, hehe... after the concert, we(con, kiel, del, - grayson, ryan - from dagupan) went to Pier One for some drinks and food. Conversing was very hard because of the loud music that I cant understand. After 18 beers and 4 plates of dishes were finished, we were off to Libis to dance, i mean them cause i dont really dance, in The Basement. Left the place at about 4am and got home by 6. We had to sleep "early" because we have to go to Rocker Park(Wall climbing) in the afternoon and I have a gig in the evening. I had a wonderful weekend, just felt like I had to share it with you, (&lt;em&gt;mamatay yung iba sa inggit, bwa hahahaha!!!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-112287615160686892?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/112287615160686892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=112287615160686892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112287615160686892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112287615160686892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/08/nice-weekend-was-at-hp-right-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-112252000755184552</id><published>2005-07-28T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T11:06:47.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as usual galing sa mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said phylosophy is humorless? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Change is inevitable, except from vending machines.&lt;br /&gt;2. A day without sunshine is like, night&lt;br /&gt;3. On the other hand, you have different fingers.&lt;br /&gt;4. I just got lost in thought. It wasn't familiar territory.&lt;br /&gt;5. 42.7 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;6. 99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.&lt;br /&gt;7. I feel like I'm diagonally parked in a parallel universe.&lt;br /&gt;8. Honk if you love peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;9. Remember, half the people you know are below average.&lt;br /&gt;10. He who laughs last, thinks slowest.&lt;br /&gt;11. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;12. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap.&lt;br /&gt;13 I drive way too fast to worry about cholesterol.&lt;br /&gt;14. Support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have.&lt;br /&gt;15. Monday is an awful way to spend 1/7 of your week.&lt;br /&gt;16. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.&lt;br /&gt;17. Save the whales. Collect the whole set.&lt;br /&gt;18. Get a new car for your spouse. It'll be a great trade!&lt;br /&gt;19. Plan to be spontaneous tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;20. Always try to be modest, and be proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;21. If you think nobody cares, try missing a couple of payments.&lt;br /&gt;22. How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand...&lt;br /&gt;23. OK, so what's the speed of dark?&lt;br /&gt;24. How do you tell when you're out of invisible ink?&lt;br /&gt;25. If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.&lt;br /&gt;26. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.&lt;br /&gt;27. Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.&lt;br /&gt;28. Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film.&lt;br /&gt;29. If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?&lt;br /&gt;30. How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?&lt;br /&gt;31. Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.&lt;br /&gt;32. What happens if you get scared half to death twice?&lt;br /&gt;33. I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.&lt;br /&gt;34. I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.&lt;br /&gt;35. Why do psychics have to ask you for your name?&lt;br /&gt;36. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what happened.&lt;br /&gt;37 Just remember - if the world didn't suck, we would all fall off.&lt;br /&gt;38. Light travels faster than sound. That is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-112252000755184552?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/112252000755184552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=112252000755184552&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112252000755184552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/112252000755184552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/07/as-usual-galing-sa-mail-who-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-111794158149363116</id><published>2005-06-05T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T11:19:41.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;not rules, just guidelines&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from the mail again. enjoy a few laughs, i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Men's Rules&lt;br /&gt;We always hear "the rules" from the female side.&lt;br /&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules! &lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;note... These are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put&lt;br /&gt;it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us&lt;br /&gt;complaining about you leaving it down.&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the&lt;br /&gt;tides. Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it&lt;br /&gt;that way.&lt;br /&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints&lt;br /&gt;do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every &lt;br /&gt;question.&lt;br /&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's&lt;br /&gt;what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In&lt;br /&gt;fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect&lt;br /&gt;us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;br /&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the&lt;br /&gt;ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.&lt;br /&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it&lt;br /&gt;done Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it &lt;br /&gt;yourself.&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during&lt;br /&gt;commercials.&lt;br /&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did not need directions and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.&lt;br /&gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color.&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.&lt;br /&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like&lt;br /&gt;nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the&lt;br /&gt;hassle.&lt;br /&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an &lt;br /&gt;answer&lt;br /&gt;you don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is&lt;br /&gt;fine...Really.&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to&lt;br /&gt;discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or monster &lt;br /&gt;trucks.&lt;br /&gt;1. You have enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;1. You have too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading this; Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch&lt;br /&gt;tonight, but did you know men really don't mind that, it's like &lt;br /&gt;camping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-111794158149363116?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/111794158149363116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=111794158149363116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111794158149363116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111794158149363116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/06/not-rules-just-guidelines-got-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-111691108198359264</id><published>2005-05-24T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T13:04:41.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;M. I. A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sensya na po sa mga naghahanap saken. napalipat po ako ng office at walang internet connection kya nde ako maka-log. in the works po ang bago kong blog design which should be finished in a few weeks. medyo gothic ang tema kelangan ko po sana ng pic/image/scanned ng pak pak ng angel na black, mga 600x600 pixels ang size. naghahanap din po ako ng pics din ng computer circuit o khit na anong circuit for that matter. ito po ay para sa bago kong blog project. proper acknowledgement will be given po. salamat at hanggang sa muli! email:ivil_klown@yahoo.com tnx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-111691108198359264?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/111691108198359264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=111691108198359264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111691108198359264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111691108198359264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/05/m.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-111329382001823679</id><published>2005-04-12T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T16:18:57.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the result of me not working for 2 days, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ventoline.com/frozenbubble/bustamove640.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tetris1d.org/zigah/twinoo/&lt;br /&gt;http://yonkis.com/mediaflash/cagale.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://yonkis.com/mediaflash/rayante.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tranbavang.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.awfulplasticsurgery.com/archives/004629.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flashplayer.com/games/megamanghostsngoblin.html&lt;br /&gt;http://lisasimpson.net/interactive/mated/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sexy-superheroine-models.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.asciipr0n.com/pr0n/anime.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/mediaflash/gay_test.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://pbarkley.lunaticsworld.com/gallery.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.axe-effect.com/axelips/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/imagenes00/depila/rasura1.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/imagenes00/depila/rasura2.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/imagenes00/depila/rasura3.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.johnrausch.com/SlidingBlockPuzzles/nooff.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.olympictrans.ru/fun/img/uglyZoo/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.trojanpleasure.co.uk/so/so.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.b3ta.com/challenge/kinderegg/page1.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.slapdat.co.uk/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/imagenes00/superheroes.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cybermonkey.org/english/game/netron/index.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/mediaflash/timida.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://custurd.b3ta.com/femaleorshemale3/#&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bushislord.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.johnandjohn.nl/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/mediaflash/abuelo.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cowboysandengines.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/w.php?id=52200417309.jpg&lt;br /&gt;http://www.andromeda-nyc.com/atc.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lingeriebowl.com/index.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/mediaflash/madonna.htm&lt;br /&gt;http://milked.free.fr/animated/index2.html&lt;br /&gt;http://www.worth1000.com/cache/gallery/contestcache.asp?contest_id=2218&amp;display=photoshop&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/w.php?id=102200474031.jpg&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/w.php?id=21220040312.jpg&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yonkis.com/w.php?id=1922004184134.jpg&lt;br /&gt;http://www.worth1000.com/cache/gallery/contestcache.asp?contest_id=2341&amp;display=photoshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come if ever i get bored again (which is, in about another 3 days, hehe...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-111329382001823679?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/111329382001823679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=111329382001823679&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111329382001823679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111329382001823679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/04/result-this-is-result-of-me-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-111285580197229333</id><published>2005-04-07T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T14:36:41.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;thrilling weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jaycees had this team building seminar/activity last saturday at &lt;a href="http://www.asiatravel.com/philippines/lacorpag/v7.html"&gt;La Corona de Pagsanjan&lt;/a&gt; and we all had a sweet time. there was this rope challenge thingy that we all had to do for the team building proper. i felt like i was a boy scout with all the climbing, balancing and team work that we did. the low ropes were ok and there wasnt any challenge in it, so I thought. after a delicious lunch, we went out again, bodies aching from the morning activity, to the "high" ropes course. when they said "high" it was really high, 40ft to be exact (45ft also). sad to say i chickened out of the activities because i have this terrible fear of heights. i was so scared that "i almost cried like a little girl(again)". they all cheered for me and everything but i wasnt pushed to doing any of it, just one anyway, the "slide for life" (not as scary as you may think). *sigh* it was almost a perfect day for everybody, if only i did the other high course, but anyway, i cant really do it so they cant push me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the activities that we did, i mean they did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/cohort2d.jpg" alt="40ft high walking on a moving log"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a. "the catwalk" &lt;br /&gt;this is 40ft high and the log moves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/ropes.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a. "the high v"&lt;br /&gt;same height, balancing needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-111285580197229333?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/111285580197229333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=111285580197229333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111285580197229333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111285580197229333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/04/thrilling-weekend-jaycees-had-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-111104562889234360</id><published>2005-03-17T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T15:47:08.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one&lt;br /&gt;by Daniel Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one &lt;br /&gt;Then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not the one &lt;br /&gt;Then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine &lt;br /&gt;Then why does your heart return my call&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine &lt;br /&gt;Would I have the strength to stand at all&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I never know what the future brings &lt;br /&gt;But I know you are here with me now&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to run away &lt;br /&gt;But I can't take it, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you &lt;br /&gt;Then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;br /&gt;If I don't need you &lt;br /&gt;Then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me &lt;br /&gt;Then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not for me &lt;br /&gt;Then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you're so far away &lt;br /&gt;But I know that this much is true&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;br /&gt;And I pray in you're the one I build my home with&lt;br /&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to run away but I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you&lt;br /&gt;Then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong&lt;br /&gt;That it takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And I breathe you into my heart&lt;br /&gt;And pray for the strength to stand today&lt;br /&gt;Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;And though I can't be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;And know my heart is by your side&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to run away but I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not made for you&lt;br /&gt;Then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I could stay in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* brings a lot of memmories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-111104562889234360?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/111104562889234360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=111104562889234360&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111104562889234360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111104562889234360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/03/sigh-if-youre-not-one-by-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-111086810545295043</id><published>2005-03-15T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T14:28:25.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my new addiction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/tekken5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing tekken5 since it came 2 weeks ago. on my first day i spent about P250 in less than an hour. i cant get enough of the new characters and new moves given to old characters. players are also getting better. last time i was beaten by a 15yr old. i'm getting used to that anyway. Jepoy(a very good friend of mine, maybe also one of the best in Lipa) and I played tekken5 last friday night on his PS2 from 10pm-5am (talk about being addicted) it was fun 'cause i learned a lot of new moves plus the new characters bust so much ass!. the graphics and gameplay has evolved so much from Tekken 1 to the present. its too bad only a few people can relate to what i'm saying here. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-111086810545295043?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/111086810545295043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=111086810545295043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111086810545295043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111086810545295043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-new-addiction-ive-been-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-111051800717832270</id><published>2005-03-11T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T13:13:27.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something from Tickle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/peace.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo, your subconscious mind is driven most by Peace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are driven by a higher purpose than most people. You have a deeply-rooted desire to facilitate peacefulness in the world. Whether through subtle interactions with love ones, or through getting involved in social causes, it is important to you to influence the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are driven by a desire to encourage others to think about the positive side of things instead of focusing on the negative. The reason your unconscious is consumed by this might stem from an innate fear of war and turmoil. Thus, to avoid that uncomfortable place for you, your unconscious seeks out the peace in your environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, the thing that underlies this unconscious drive is a deep respect for humankind. You care about the future of the world, even beyond your own involvement in it. As a result, your personal integrity acts as a surrogate for your deeper drive toward peace and guides you in daily life towards decisions that are respectful toward yourself and others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though your unconscious mind is driven most strongly by Peace, there is much more to who you are at your core.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-111051800717832270?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/111051800717832270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=111051800717832270&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111051800717832270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/111051800717832270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/03/something-from-tickle-leo-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-110747905022862893</id><published>2005-02-04T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T09:09:07.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;galing kay i.n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="style2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Musical Intelligence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/musical.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="style2"&gt;Every part of your life has a beat, and you're often tapping your fingers or toes.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy sounds of all types, but you also find sound can distract you at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;You are probably a gifted musician of some sort - even if you haven't realized it.&lt;br /&gt;Also a music lover, you tend to appreciate artists of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great musician, disc jockey, singer, or composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/intelligencequiz.html"&gt;&lt;font class="style2"&gt;What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-110747905022862893?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/110747905022862893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=110747905022862893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110747905022862893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110747905022862893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/02/galing-kay-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-110724088098813633</id><published>2005-02-01T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T14:54:40.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;somebody special&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from my horoscope subscription:&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Leo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear it's the week of your birthday! Did you know that every year around your birthday the Sun returns to the exact position in the sky as it was the day you were born? This is called a Solar Return. Investigating the position that the planets are in during your Solar Return can give you a great deal of insight on your upcoming year." nice huh? kix also told me that this day falls on the sabbath of candlemas, i dont know what that is but &lt;a href="http://www.pathwalkers.net/sabbaths/imbolc/candlemas.html"&gt;Gwydion Cinhil Kirontin&lt;/a&gt; has something to say about it. in the Christian calendar it falls on the &lt;a href="http://www.americancatholic.org/Features/SaintOfDay/default.asp?id=1279"&gt;Presentation of the Lord&lt;/a&gt;. hehe... see how lucky and unfortunate people born on this day,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-110724088098813633?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/110724088098813633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=110724088098813633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110724088098813633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110724088098813633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/02/somebody-special-got-this-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-110712964956949027</id><published>2005-01-31T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T08:02:35.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;kix! u naughty boy you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033479244_topamateur.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amateur movie! You might not be too experienced in&lt;br&gt;the way of sex...but chances are, you do enjoy&lt;br&gt;it (or the thought of it). We'll probably see&lt;br&gt;you in some home video that surfaces on the&lt;br&gt;internet one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/markelle/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20porno%20would%20you%20star%20in%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of porno would you star in?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-110712964956949027?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/110712964956949027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=110712964956949027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110712964956949027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110712964956949027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/01/kix-u-naughty-boy-you-amateur-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-110688230304059584</id><published>2005-01-28T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T11:19:50.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;80's saturday morning cartoons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/collage.jpg" width="380" height="270"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is saturday and with every morning of my (lost) childhood, i always wake up early to "Wonder twins power activate!" of course everytime they needed the help of Zeek, then Batman and Robin would be coming in with the Batplane, Wonder Woman in the "Invisible Jet", and Superman. Apache Chief in his loud booming voice gets bigger and squashes the enemies under his foot. a weird version of Ghostbusters follows next, then a barrage of other mind numbing cartoons follow until 11 o'clock. i never miss an episode of my favorite shows then. soon some of the cartoons turned from gummi bears, smurfs and care bears to sky commanders, centurions and spiral zone. *sigh* i love it when the heroes come in their "ordinary" vehicles then suddenly turn to super cars and jets and rocket launchers, The M.A.S.K never ceases to amaze me with every episode. here's a list of my favorite cartoons over the years in no particular order: Thunder Cats, Transformers, Smurfs, Spiral Zone, Bravestar, G.I. Joe, Gummi Bears, Snorkels, Silver Hawks, Inspector Gadget, Super Friends, The M.A.S.K, The Visionaries, Centurions, Challenge of the Gobots, Sky Commanders, C.O.P.S, He-man, She-Ra, Muppet Show, TMNT, The Real Ghostbusters, The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh, and many more. *sigh* i hope some of them come back especially the Visionaries, i always liked saying "Sheathe these feet in the driving gale, Make swift these legs, o'er land I sail.", hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-110688230304059584?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/110688230304059584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=110688230304059584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110688230304059584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110688230304059584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2005/01/80s-saturday-morning-cartoons-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-110324411222453646</id><published>2004-12-17T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T08:42:56.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sesame Street Scandal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, I loved watching sesame street and I never knew why. something about the puppets and the humans working together, didnt know this could happen. now, everything has changed, *sigh*. the twisted side of ernie and bert. makes me wonder about oscar and his "pets", hehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want some of that bert loving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasty fisting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mommy change the channel please... its scaring me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-110324411222453646?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/110324411222453646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=110324411222453646&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110324411222453646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110324411222453646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/12/sesame-street-scandal-when-i-was-child.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-110300321592315956</id><published>2004-12-14T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T13:46:55.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FPJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Poe Jr. is DEAD... the king of action movies of the Phillipines sleeps soundly in endless sleep. the "King" will be missed... &lt;a href="http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/FlashNewsStory.aspx?FlashOID=22167"&gt;story here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-110300321592315956?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/110300321592315956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=110300321592315956&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110300321592315956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110300321592315956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/12/fpj-fernando-poe-jr.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-110110771282142499</id><published>2004-11-22T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T15:16:31.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Another waste of space&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i got in the mail:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/bild01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/bild02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/bild03.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/bild04.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/bild05.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things people do out of boredom, tsk! tsk! tsk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-110110771282142499?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/110110771282142499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=110110771282142499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110110771282142499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110110771282142499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/11/another-waste-of-space-something-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-110110024777769384</id><published>2004-11-22T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T13:10:47.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;2 weeks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first week: saw bj in mcdo and talked about another drinking session of the group. i'm having some problems setting up dates because most of the group still have work on saturdays so i guess i'll keep them posted on the dates. went to vany's work and checked on her. its been months since i last saw her. she was also asking about another "gimik" with everybody. told her that it was almost impossible cause most of them have work even on saturdays but with the motto i stand on, &lt;i&gt;"Kung gusto may paraan kung ayaw may dahilan"&lt;/i&gt; nothing is impossible (Impossible is temporary). still thinking of a good date though. went to batangas to get something (NBI clearance), and i went to see how claudette is doing, she still looks the same, "teletubby" as ji calls her. she works as a manager at the jollibee branch in caedo, and yes she's still with zander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second week: vany called me up one morning and invited me to some seminar, didnt know it was for jaycees, i thought we were just having lunch somewhere. the seminar was not bad and unfortunately i had fun. our group consisted on kiel, dj, and sheri joy. same old molds from the "pub". Con Hernandez was the "coach" of the seminar and there was a session about something like, "if there was something that could me stay in jaycees when things are getting sour, what would make me stay in the group" i just told them "as long as there's free stuff, i'll stay, and of course my friends" without them i wouldn't be even there. the group was great and teh people were even better so i guess i'll be having more reasons to stay. also met bibba and gave her my token-of-appreciation/christmas gift one sunday afternoon, too bad i cant stay long because of something i had to do at home. me and dj checked out SM Batangas, traffic was bad, the place was packed, and the parking lot was not yet finished, but they had quantum, artworks and toy kingdom, they somehow calms me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it, questions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-110110024777769384?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/110110024777769384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=110110024777769384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110110024777769384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/110110024777769384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/11/2-weeks-first-week-saw-bj-in-mcdo-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109945755190601774</id><published>2004-11-03T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T12:52:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YES, I AM AN ADDICT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just bought a ps1(i know there's a ps2 but i cant afford it) and a tv for myself, an early christmas gift if i should say so, hehe... i've been playing for a few days now and my eyes are starting to give, oh well i could always get new eye glasses, bwa hahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109945755190601774?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109945755190601774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109945755190601774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109945755190601774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109945755190601774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/11/yes-i-am-addict-just-bought-ps1i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109875940290505634</id><published>2004-10-26T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T10:56:42.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;FUCK!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was about to buy my first row tickets to Slipknot when i heard on the radio that it was cancelled. &lt;i&gt;anak ng puta nman o!!! badtrip!&lt;/i&gt; anyways i cant do anything about it so just let it go, i'll just buy something more important for that cash instead. *sigh*.&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who were wondering where i've been, here's the story: i was sick 2 weeks ago and had to go home, when i got to lipa my mother and two brothers were also sick of dengue (stupid mosquito!) i had to tend to them like the good son that i was so i was out for about a week and a half because i was in the hospital. that's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109875940290505634?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109875940290505634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109875940290505634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109875940290505634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109875940290505634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/10/fuck-i-was-about-to-buy-my-first-row.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109735099084824948</id><published>2004-10-10T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T03:43:10.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i got from the email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Secrets of Women's Language - Women's Keywords and Their "REAL" Meanings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine: &lt;br /&gt;This is the word we use at the end of any argument that we feel we are right about but need to shut you up. Never use fine to describe how woman looks. This will cause you to have one of those arguments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes: &lt;br /&gt;This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your football game is going to last before you take out the trash, so it's an even trade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing: &lt;br /&gt;This means something and you should be on your toes. "Nothing" is usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards. "Nothing" usually signifies an argument that will last "Five Minutes" and end with the word "Fine". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Ahead (with raised eyebrows): &lt;br /&gt;This is a dare. One that will result in a woman getting upset over "Nothing" and will end with the word "Fine". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Ahead (normal eyebrows): &lt;br /&gt;This means, "I give up" or "do what you want because I don't care". You will get a raised eyebrow "Go ahead" in just a few minutes, followed by "Nothing" and "Fine" and she will talk to you in about "Five Minutes" when she cools off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud Sigh: &lt;br /&gt;This is not actually a word, but is still often a verbal statement very misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an idiot at that moment and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft Sigh: &lt;br /&gt;Again, not a word, but a verbal statement. "Soft Sighs" are one of the few things that some men actually understand. She is content. Your best bet is to not move or breathe and she will stay content. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh: &lt;br /&gt;This word followed by any statement is trouble. Example; "Oh, let me get that". Or, "Oh, I talked to him about what you were doing last night." If she says "Oh" before a statement, RUN, do not walk, to the nearest exit. She will tell you that she is "Fine" when she is done tossing your clothes out the window, but do not expect her to talk to you for at least 2 days. "Oh" as the lead to a sentence usually signifies that you are caught in a lie. Do not try to lie more to get out of it, or you will get raised eyebrows "Go ahead" followed by acts so inspeakable that we can't bring ourselves to write about them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Okay: &lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can say to a man. "That's Okay," means that she wants to think long and hard before paying you retributions for what ever it is that you have done. &lt;br /&gt;"That's Okay" is often used with the word "Fine" and used in conjunction with a raised eyebrow "Go ahead". At some point in the near future when she has plotted and planned, you are going to be in some mighty big trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Do: &lt;br /&gt;This is not a statement, it is an offer. A woman is giving you the chance to come up with whatever excuse or reason you have for doing whatever it is that you have done. You have a fair chance to tell the truth, so be careful and you shouldn't get a "That's Okay". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks: &lt;br /&gt;A woman is thanking you. Do not faint; just say you're welcome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot: &lt;br /&gt;This is much different from "Thanks". A woman will say, "Thanks a lot" when she is really ticked off at you. It signifies that you have hurt her in some callous way, and will be followed by the "Loud Sigh". Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the "Loud Sigh", as she will only tell you "Nothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109735099084824948?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109735099084824948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109735099084824948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109735099084824948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109735099084824948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/10/women-something-i-got-from-email.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109727003341324553</id><published>2004-10-09T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T05:13:53.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;looks familiar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finished my new design for my blog and it kinda reminds of something, i just cant put my finger on it, hmm... anyways, hope you like it and if ever you've got some design needs please contanct me, i'll be more than willing to do your blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109727003341324553?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109727003341324553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109727003341324553&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109727003341324553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109727003341324553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/10/looks-familiar.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109688780564378722</id><published>2004-10-04T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T19:03:25.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;what's worse?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/hurt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/hurt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109688780564378722?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109688780564378722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109688780564378722&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109688780564378722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109688780564378722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/10/whats-worse-or-go-figure.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109670787860644876</id><published>2004-10-02T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T17:07:43.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Am I Evil?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am 37% evil.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hilowitz.com/john/test/evil.html" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I could go either way. I have sinned quite a bit but I still have a bit of room for error. My life is a tug of war between good and evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hilowitz.com/john/test/evil.html" target="_new"&gt;Are you evil?&lt;/a&gt; find out at &lt;a href="http://www.hilowitz.com" target="_new"&gt;Hilowitz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109670787860644876?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109670787860644876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109670787860644876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109670787860644876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109670787860644876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/10/am-i-evil-i-am-37-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109653770585685589</id><published>2004-09-30T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T17:48:25.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;alfred the butler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to some old .wav themes of batman (1960 and 1985) and then I thought there's been so many batman movies not mentioning the help of Alfred who was also a very important character of the series. why dont they make another batman movie through the eyes of Alfred, that would be a very good idea considering that he's been in the Wayne manor longer than Bruce has been. there is btw a new batman coming out(dont know when) but it'll be about the few years that Bruce's parents' death was still very fresh in his mind. i dont think it'll be out next year though but its something to look forward to, and you may want to check out his "monster" ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109653770585685589?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109653770585685589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109653770585685589&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109653770585685589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109653770585685589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/09/alfred-butler-i-was-listening-to-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109571321690732953</id><published>2004-09-21T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T00:48:55.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;every maggot has a dream...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v175/ivil_klown/sl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 13, these monsters will come to the Philippines to feast on the energy of their maggots. with every shout, with every shove, with every power that each one has to offer. join us in witnessing chaos beyond imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109571321690732953?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109571321690732953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109571321690732953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109571321690732953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109571321690732953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/09/every-maggot-has-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109475949573633358</id><published>2004-09-10T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T03:51:35.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Velvet Revolver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the supergroup composed of some of my childhood idols in music. the GnR boys in my time made me play music. they were the reason i picked up the guitar and learned to play Sweet Child o'Mine. i had this friend(god bless his soul) who i always pester to play the intro of the song everytime he brought his guitar to school and i was amazed by the way it sounded the same as my favorite song. i told myself that i needed to learn that riff whatever it takes. so practice was a definite yes everyday. 2 hours at least. about 2 years after the first time i learned to play finally learned the damn thing. didnt know it was that easy. then STP came and Scot Weiland introduced me to something heavier. Plush was a definite yes and so was Creep. now they bonded together to form something no one has ever thought of. its weird when you listen to VR because you're familiar with the guitar riff of Slash but its Scot Weilend doing vocals. from the first time i've listened to Slither(their first single), they never fail to amaze me with what they can do with their talents. something that's worth listening and kept with the collection. can we expect more with the next album? well, i hope so. just wish Scot sobers up to continue with supergroup. rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109475949573633358?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109475949573633358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109475949573633358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109475949573633358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109475949573633358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/09/velvet-revolver-supergroup-composed-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-109123568497955822</id><published>2004-07-31T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T09:01:24.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;bumming out...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month of idleness is too much.... work... i need to work.... brain... not functioning properly... must have... work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-109123568497955822?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/109123568497955822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=109123568497955822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109123568497955822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/109123568497955822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/07/bumming-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-108575197940301081</id><published>2004-05-28T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T21:46:19.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;(Theres gotta be) More to Life - Stacie Orrico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got it all, but I feel so deprived&lt;br /&gt;I go up, I come down and I'm emptier inside&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm missing&lt;br /&gt;And why can't I let it go&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be more to life...&lt;br /&gt;Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me&lt;br /&gt;Cause the more that I'm...&lt;br /&gt;Trippin' out thinkin' there must be more to life&lt;br /&gt;Well it's life, but I'm sure... There's gotta be more&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Than wanting more)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've got the time and I'm wasting it slowly&lt;br /&gt;Here in this moment I'm half-way out the door&lt;br /&gt;Onto the next thing, I'm searching for something that's missing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wanting more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always waiting on something other than this&lt;br /&gt;Why am I feelin' like there's something I missed....&lt;br /&gt;Always... Always...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;CHORUS - repeat twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to life&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be more to life (more to life)&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be more to life (more)&lt;br /&gt;More to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know why i like this song, hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-108575197940301081?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/108575197940301081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=108575197940301081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108575197940301081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108575197940301081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/05/theres-gotta-be-more-to-life-stacie.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-108566230714510810</id><published>2004-05-27T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T20:51:47.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my past life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Sun is in Aquarius (Tropical zodiac).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquarius makes for the application of your mental self, so that there are tendencies for you to analyze carefully any given project, or any undertaking dealing with the material world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The planet ruled or symbolized by Aquarius is Uranus, which is the purely Atlantean planet.  In other words, Uranus is the principal theme of Aquarius, and because Uranus is the realm of a distinctive Atlantean nature, then Aquarius is the zodiacal sign best symbolized by thoughts, personalities and activities akin to the series of prehistoric "space age" civilizations known as Atlantis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, you may once have been involved with scientific discovery and invention, and therefore in the present have the potential again for investigating more scientific or technical areas like computers, engineering, inventing, research, astrology and parapsychology, space travel and the like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-108566230714510810?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/108566230714510810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hanggang sa muli...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haay... pagkatapos ng matyagang pag iisip, napagtanto ko na nde kailangan madaliin ang pag ibig, ika nga nila, nde masarap ang hinog sa pilit, kya ngayon pababayaan ko na lang. mahirap magsalita ng walang nakikinig at mahirap magpakita ng emosyon sa taong nde mo nakikitaan ng reaksyon. kaya gaya ng sinasabi ko sa mga kaibigan ko, hanggang sa muli, paalam!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-108557913267817389?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/108557913267817389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=108557913267817389&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108557913267817389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108557913267817389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/05/hanggang-sa-muli.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-108436795263435816</id><published>2004-05-12T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T21:19:12.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i do have a soft side...(sometimes)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i am not a politician so i will not promise anything... all i can do is make an offer,i will offer you my eyes when things go blurry, my time when you dont have it, my courage to tell me in the face what you feel, my head when you feel like yours is going to explode, my stomach so you could feed my heart and soul and my love, its not much of anything but its all i've got"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-108436795263435816?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/108436795263435816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=108436795263435816&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108436795263435816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/108399828047493706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=108399828047493706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108399828047493706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108399828047493706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/05/just-thinkin-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-108331200231970527</id><published>2004-04-30T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T16:04:20.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People look at me at a different way. Some say i'm nuts others say i'm on drugs. Just maybe because I see things others don't see. I dont have a third eye if you were wondering, I just see things i cant explain. By the way, call me Tri, short for Demitri. There are a lot experiences that I had with the extra ordinary, Most of it I cant explain. Like one time I was walking in a dark alley, I saw something move out from the shadows, I cant really tell what it was but I was sure that it wasnt normal. It resembled something like a cat, only it had horns sticking out of its head and it had a face you wouldnt forget. It looked like the skin was rotting because pieces of it was falling down. It also had big paws with really large claws sticking out. Red bloody eyes that stare at you like it was ready to eat you alive. I really dont know why but I wasnt afraid of the creature. I was walking on one side of the alley, it was also minding its own business. I didnt bother going afer it because I was in hurry to get home. I was tired and really sleepy because of work so I didnt paid much attention to it. That was all that i remembered. Maybe I was tired and my brain was playing tricks on me, I dont know and I dont really care. All I wanted was to get home and sleep and that's it. When I got home I took off my clothes and went straight to bed, feeling the warm blanket and soft bed underneath, I was dosing off to dreamland in no time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-108331200231970527?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/108331200231970527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=108331200231970527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108331200231970527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108331200231970527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/04/chapter-1-people-look-at-me-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-108295240858970207</id><published>2004-04-26T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T12:11:54.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;at last...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is THE blog, i would like to thank &lt;strong&gt;mizt&lt;/strong&gt; for the codes of the skin, with it this wouldnt be possible. i would like to have her link to the blog but it seems that it isnt there so I guess i'll wait for her email. I hope you people like 'cause i like it a lot, hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-108295240858970207?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/108295240858970207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=108295240858970207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108295240858970207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108295240858970207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/04/at-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=108278374769258923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108278374769258923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108278374769258923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/2004/04/in-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Leo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6660135.post-108133172629441905</id><published>2004-04-07T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T17:59:48.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a perfect person. there are many things i wish i didnt do&lt;br /&gt;but i continue learning. i never meant to do those things to you.&lt;br /&gt;and so i have to say before i go, that i just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've found a reason for me, to change who i used to be&lt;br /&gt;a reason to start over new, and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i hurt, its something i must live with everyday&lt;br /&gt;and all the pain i put you through, i wish that i could take it all away&lt;br /&gt;and be the one who catches all your tears, thats why i need you to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a perfect person, i never meant to do those things to you&lt;br /&gt;and so i have to say before i go that i just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've found a reason for me, to change who i used to be&lt;br /&gt;a reason to start over new, and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;i've found a reason to show a side of me you didnt know&lt;br /&gt;a reason for all that i do, and the reason is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love this song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6660135-108133172629441905?l=ivil-klown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivil-klown.blogspot.com/feeds/108133172629441905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6660135&amp;postID=108133172629441905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108133172629441905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6660135/posts/default/108133172629441905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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