<?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-127328689450070573</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:15:09.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>junk-record</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trail-space</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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-4451171997993706003</id><published>2009-07-14T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T02:17:00.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>closed</title><content type='html'>Thank you for your support once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As today will be the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been closed down once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The End&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-4451171997993706003?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4451171997993706003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4451171997993706003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/closed.html' title='closed'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-7041904151984722079</id><published>2009-07-13T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:15:00.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you for your support</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank you for your support these days for reading the post. But sadly or happily should anonymous used, because its going to be closed down again due to its personal reason again as it’s quite complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complicated life, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complicated people,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complicated living&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your support.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-7041904151984722079?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7041904151984722079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7041904151984722079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/thank-you-for-your-support.html' title='thank you for your support'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-7496636795251250715</id><published>2009-07-12T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:15:00.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>Anonymous record was been beaten lately even though anonymous spend a hard time breaking its own record which it’s 270,000 ++. It was totally beaten by other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was rather alright as this is just a game, so therefore others might beaten anonymous record, its okay as anonymous will try its best to break the record again. Which its when? We are not sure.&lt;br /&gt;But after all, it’s just a game so therefore let’s just have fun then!&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/127328689450070573-7496636795251250715?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7496636795251250715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7496636795251250715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-post_12.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-3365801908727343520</id><published>2009-07-11T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T02:14:00.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hoodie</title><content type='html'>It was posted months ago and also posted under some places last time that anonymous wanted to get the zip-all the way up hoodie right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the hoodie was purchased, bought or whatever a few days ago at a shop where they have sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hoodie that anonymous bought is also means that someone else in the world also might have purchased the same because it was purchased in the sale!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means hopefully, anonymous wear it on street, pedestrian hopefully don’t wear the same as anonymous do… haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Who cares right? But just pray don’t make it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to topic, hoodie was purchased and anonymous obviously very happy as the price was totally different from what anonymous saw last time. Though maybe different shop, different design or different brand. But who cares? Anonymous just want a zip all the up hoodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s been purchase!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;Kind of mission complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-3365801908727343520?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3365801908727343520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3365801908727343520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoodie.html' title='hoodie'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-526458016918143549</id><published>2009-07-10T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T02:14:00.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The book that caught attention</title><content type='html'>Previously, anonymous was saying about the book during the outing. The book was actually meant to be for children as it was under children category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention was caught by anonymous because it not just a simple book, but it was a “journal” by some author which anonymous think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to get all the title which is available in the library under the search and also all the books are also available in the bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friends for remember the author, or else, anonymous will totally forget about the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are the title of the books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diary of a wimpy kid: the last straw&lt;br /&gt;Diary of a wimpy kid: Rodrick rules&lt;br /&gt;Diary of a wimpy kid: Greg Heffley’s journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s actually by Jeff Kinney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book was like really a diary as there are “stickman” pictures in the book and also it’s was cute and funny. It was totally nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of buying it, but where do anonymous get the money cause&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous is saving $$ in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, anonymous have the title and will be able to buy it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, someone who reads the post can buy it for anonymous but thinking it wouldn’t happen cause people doesn’t even now who anonymous is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-526458016918143549?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/526458016918143549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/526458016918143549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/book-that-caught-attention.html' title='The book that caught attention'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-4917814563592526133</id><published>2009-07-08T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:39:01.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outing for years</title><content type='html'>Finally, anonymous heard from some news that there will be an outing soon on one of the days in the month. Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its actually an outing with long lost school friends, yup anonymous mean “middle” school mates, if you understand what anonymous is trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This group of people is where anonymous going out with last time and also hangs out with. This bunch of people is actually the “life saver” of anonymous “middle” school days. Yup kinda “life saver” but something went wrong during anonymous and some friends move to other school which in this case is known as some “high school”. Yup, people changes and that all everyone can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sometimes hurts, but yup. Not gonna say some stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it gonna be the first outing ever since shit happens. Hopefully the outing will turn out good and better than the usual days that have hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish it will turn out good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-4917814563592526133?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4917814563592526133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4917814563592526133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/outing-for-years_08.html' title='outing for years'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-6390293450438548643</id><published>2009-07-07T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:12:17.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thumb drive, thank you very much</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Thank you for sponsoring thumb drive for anonymous. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once again, thanks for getting the thumb drive again for anonymous as it was memorable since the packaging is nice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really thank you a lot =]&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, you are featured in the post.Really thank you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-6390293450438548643?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6390293450438548643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6390293450438548643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/thumb-drive-thank-you-very-much.html' title='thumb drive, thank you very much'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-3758043907654033746</id><published>2009-07-07T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:13:47.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outing for years</title><content type='html'>Yup, some updates to the outing which anonymous have post previously, the outing was quite shocking as some of them didn’t turn up and it’s kind of disappointed anonymous but then it’s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with the rest of the people, we catch up some of the other people in the past of their interesting stories. Beside that, listen to their stories and also try to get some other external information if you get what anonymous is trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is not important. It’s nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to some shops in the near by shopping mall and manage to see some books and actually some books caught anonymous attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s was so surprising that the book really caught the attention of anonymous where anonymous end up went to the library to search for the books but it’s loan out. Sadly, the books were loan. Thought of buying the book but then not enough money where the book cost $19.90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue the book story next time okay?&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went to watch movie which turn out to be “drag me to hell”. The movie is kind of funny at certain scene but was scary as in the sound effect. But after all, it doesn’t really scare anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything , the outing was ended as hopefully anonymous will be going to cinemas again, but this time is “the final destination”. Currently, the next movie which anonymous wanted to watch is “obsessed” which is by beyonce and also 1 of the final destination actress, ali carter. Not really wanted to watch but just feel like watching if able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all the outing.&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-3758043907654033746?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3758043907654033746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3758043907654033746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/outing-for-years.html' title='outing for years'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-5809263643280956829</id><published>2009-07-06T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:11:47.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wallet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Minutes ago, hours ago&lt;br /&gt;Days ago, months ago&lt;br /&gt;Years ago, life ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone say that will buy anonymous a wallet, Haha?&lt;br /&gt;The day is over, past and gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the thing? Where is the stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess its some empty promises and just “talking surprise”&lt;br /&gt;Don’t put too much high on just talking stuff&lt;br /&gt;Action is the one that surprise you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-5809263643280956829?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/5809263643280956829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/5809263643280956829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/wallet.html' title='wallet'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-4981967574823539443</id><published>2009-07-05T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:11:35.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>Anonymous is tired as anonymous doesn’t have enough sleep lately, not sure why is it like that but ya, it is like that. So therefore, anonymous should try to rest more and work less because beside studies, project, work anonymous has a lot of problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, anonymous will try to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is who cares right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project is in a very slow progress not much movement; some are working well while other has more problem than the project. So ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it turns out well, as anonymous has done its part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-4981967574823539443?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4981967574823539443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4981967574823539443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-post_05.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-4667576797192236594</id><published>2009-07-04T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:11:25.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>popularity? Erm whatever it is</title><content type='html'>Months ago, or should say 1 month ago, Anonymous did a survey asking people some question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person make a comment saying that maybe just cause of Anonymous character or maybe popularity have problem, that why Anonymous have no friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, that so like ERM. No comment for what the person say. Just want to tell this person that, Anonymous would like to thank you for saying that as you sound like some people who can works wonders, yup like jean grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have fewer friends don’t mean have popularity problem or character problem. But rather they are more comfortable toward that group of friends as they are nice and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the point of having so many friends or whatever cliques where are actually “useless” but some chat mates rather than care more to themselves than others. Or maybe friends who have tend to use you more just like some free-“maid” than taking you as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If having more friends of this is called popularity or good character, Anonymous would rather be less popularity and not having a good character because what the point of having more friends where are so much disadvantage to do and doing things which you don’t like and making use of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous would prefer fewer friends but quality friends because friends that concern and spare a thought for you are actually much better than those “friends” which anonymous mention above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say, this maybe appear to a survey but however the way you reply sound like more that you don’t like me and stuff which anonymous thinks it unnecessary as we both just treat each other as friends.&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, the way you reply the survey was kind of unnecessary and ya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-4667576797192236594?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4667576797192236594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4667576797192236594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/popularity-erm-whatever-it-is.html' title='popularity? Erm whatever it is'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-3382558737528294468</id><published>2009-07-03T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:11:01.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>Currently, project is in a very slow progress&lt;br /&gt;Yup,&lt;br /&gt;Very slow progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teammates are kind of not working together as they always have something on or whatever shall it called. Maybe they are just some famous people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever then, Anonymous shall do its part and just make it work if possible.&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous may not be fairy but Anonymous will try it best.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its so reality just like some reality show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-3382558737528294468?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3382558737528294468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3382558737528294468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-post.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-1501133570662259501</id><published>2009-07-02T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:10:49.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the spending list</title><content type='html'>It been quite a long while and Anonymous thinks that people are missing it so therefore Anonymous shall post this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month spending list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 green bags - $9.00&lt;br /&gt;2 black bags - $16.00&lt;br /&gt;4 light stick - $2.00&lt;br /&gt;2 shirts - $24.90&lt;br /&gt;1 puma shoes - $49.90&lt;br /&gt;1 “boot” - $39.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot believe that Anonymous have spend so much this month which actually so surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, once again,&lt;br /&gt;Save money&lt;br /&gt;Save save money&lt;br /&gt;Save money money&lt;br /&gt;Save more money&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-1501133570662259501?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1501133570662259501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1501133570662259501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/07/spending-list.html' title='the spending list'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-8283420686822071542</id><published>2009-06-29T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T05:04:39.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kind heart? Think twice</title><content type='html'>This happened to Anonymous few days ago….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous is doing group work in class and there are 2 teammates which Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;Have. Some are quiet and some are smart. But whoever it is, they don’t have thumb drive. Same goes to Anonymous. So therefore, trying to contribute to the team and wanted the team to work well, Anonymous decided to go around the class to ask for a thumb drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy eye classmate decided to lend Anonymous even though sleepy eye classmate is sleeping. Anonymous was happy and took the thumb drive and save the work on the thumb drive. Just that, it says Viru$ found and has been transfer to Anonymous computer. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous was piss and angry as computer is sort of the soul of Anonymous although Anonymous is not good in IT. But its just some soul that connect to Anonymous. Okay? Whatever it is. Anonymous just keep quiet as sleepy eye classmate is still in its lala land while Anonymous is in hell as the computer is detect with Viru$. Scan have been pop out here and there and that usually scares Anonymous and its worse than horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Anonymous rush for help and manage to “destroy” the Viru$. But the some how sometimes the computer is slow. Examples like start up and also shutting off. This are the things which is suddenly become like that which is very worried. Though full scan is conducted but then its sometimes like that. So therefore, Anonymous is plain and decided to format or whatever shall it call on certain days which is very free. As for now, since full scan have conducted that its fine and though the system is sometimes slow but its okay. Some friends give advice its not really that worse and just wait till it worse then format or whatever shall it call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, conclusion is that computer is now fine but rather abit slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this may not concern the reader but thanks for reading…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-8283420686822071542?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8283420686822071542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8283420686822071542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/kind-heart-think-twice.html' title='kind heart? Think twice'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-3496344750283440070</id><published>2009-06-29T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T05:02:13.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“magazine” update</title><content type='html'>Thanks people for supporting the “magazine” special early this month by reading it even though it wasn’t a proper or famous magazine. But there’s still reader who want to read the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “magazine” special has come to an end and whether will there be a second issue; it is still unknown as this is just some special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-3496344750283440070?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3496344750283440070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3496344750283440070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-update.html' title='“magazine” update'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-7482496367597886823</id><published>2009-06-18T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:03:01.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Magazine” special :  Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To _________________:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, this is the last post of the “magazine” special which means it’s actually the ending of “magazine” special…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life all about?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life is unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plainly unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You maybe admire people who have things and stuff which you don’t even have.&lt;br /&gt;Then you will feel sad that life is unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually life is really unfair&lt;br /&gt;But then you may not know actually people also did admire you as they don’t have the things and stuff which you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It’s just that you don’t even know.&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, it’s actually a comes around and goes around things but with more or less discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then seriously, life is unfair… really unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, life maybe or really unfair which is cannot be control nor do anything by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, what is life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn’t about finding yourself&lt;br /&gt;Life is about creating yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;End of “Magazine” special&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-7482496367597886823?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7482496367597886823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7482496367597886823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-life.html' title='“Magazine” special :  Life?'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-6390919727839678352</id><published>2009-06-17T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:00:01.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Magazine” special : Mr Right / Miss Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bet that people who love to read love stories and watch love movies are praying to find their Mr Right or maybe their Miss Right and live happily ever after right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following people are just some Mr Right and Miss Right which you want to live happily ever after…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who live in their own world will ignore whatever things happened around them and just stay with their cliques. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While other people are talking or presenting, they will just do their own things and never listen. So therefore, when you shouted at them or what, they will give the innocent look like as if they are really innocent so that they are RIGHT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Making people believe them they are RIGHT and the people who release the anger are the wrong person. But actually, we believe that people who have seen the full stories will know who is RIGHT and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who like to force you to do things or wanted to do things in their way and once you rejected them and speak up for yourself, they will just be angry with you and ignore you without listen to your reasons, thinking they are RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have high position than you or whatever will argue with you once you disagree them. Thinking that you are just nothing but wanted to create problem while you are actually trying to voice out your points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Because they are RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, this are some Mr Right and Miss Right which you may want to live with and lead a happily ever after, right ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Mr Right and Miss Right, are you referring to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-6390919727839678352?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6390919727839678352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6390919727839678352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-mr-right-miss-right.html' title='“Magazine” special : Mr Right / Miss Right'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-6191855089978707622</id><published>2009-06-16T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:33:00.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Magazine” special : Phrases</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You disappointed   ,&lt;br /&gt;Kinda started to hate you now…&lt;br /&gt;Know you will not care&lt;br /&gt;Because you don’t appreciate yet think on all those unnecessary stuff and leaving in your own world.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to you then.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-6191855089978707622?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6191855089978707622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6191855089978707622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-phrases.html' title='“Magazine” special : Phrases'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2297814365782560991</id><published>2009-06-15T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:33:00.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Magazine” special : fewer or many friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy just because you have many friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sad just because you have fewer friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually many or fewer friends is actually doesn’t even matters at all. It’s actually doesn’t blame on your character or maybe even your popularity at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yup, not even at all. Maybe some say yes, while some say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But its okay, whether is it true, it doesn’t really matters right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because you know that certain friends are there for you when you need help and stuff right? This are what it should be called friends and as for those who are not there for you, erm , they should be called also friends but then… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;forget it :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have fewer friends usually will look up to those people who have many friends right? But actually, what is the use of having more friends when there are not even there for you when you need help or there for you when you need them, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Many friends don’t mean actually good or what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s just like many apples in the basket which are actually rotten. What the use of having many apples when they are rotten? Right? Get what the sentence is trying to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fewer friends don’t mean it’s a bad thing also because in life, we don’t have to have many friends but we will be glad that we have friends which are there for us when we need them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;These types of “quality” friends, we may not have a lot of it but then a few of them will do wonders in your life and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore quantity of friends may mean nothing but quality of friend may mean much of it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2297814365782560991?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2297814365782560991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2297814365782560991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-fewer-or-many-friends.html' title='“Magazine” special : fewer or many friends?'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-4630673213379444407</id><published>2009-06-14T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:27:00.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Magazine” special : are you smart or talent?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes life is just unfair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plainly unfair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Seriously unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Really unfair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Totally unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Forget it just unfair…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people are smart in certain things or maybe talent in the things which can actually impress people like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nagging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The crowd or their friends will go “WOW”, clap clap clap…&lt;br /&gt;They will then hang out with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Listen to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Respect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then when you nothing or just trying to learn those things, some people or most people don’t even care whether you are trying or maybe working hard for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As this people just see the outcome of you and not the progress of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when you talk or speak out, the crowd will just go doing their own stuff or maybe hanging with their own group of friend leaving you talking to the wall or air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; It’s really unfair for those people who are trying their effort and also contribute their ideas and stuff even though they are not talent or smart. They are just trying their best to generate solution and also ideas to help out so that things can work even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does it mean that you are smart or talent in certain things, you can speak out and act as if you are really the smartest and talented in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, are they correct or are they wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually we don’t have the answer because different people have different way of thinkingBut one thing which is sure is that time will tell and people soon or later will see…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-4630673213379444407?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4630673213379444407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4630673213379444407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-are-you-smart-or.html' title='“Magazine” special : are you smart or talent?'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-6689238588007669591</id><published>2009-06-13T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T04:15:00.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Magazine" special : how personal is personal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How personal is personal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How personal is personal&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;Him&lt;br /&gt;Her&lt;br /&gt;Whoever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does personal means to you? This question is actually depending on the person you actually ask because different people have different way of thinking. Personal is actually means about yourself and also things that related to you right?&lt;br /&gt;Is it correct to say that?&lt;br /&gt;So therefore here are some of the following questions which maybe personal and you may judge&lt;br /&gt;“How personal is personal&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;Him&lt;br /&gt;Her&lt;br /&gt;Whoever?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many brothers do you have?&lt;br /&gt;How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question is actually personal but then however this “personal” question is about to be known by others as they want to get to know more about you and you also can let them know as this “personal” question maybe be personal about you but is for them to get to know more about you which is consider a advantage for you. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, we look at the next set of question which you can see the different between personal (from above) and personal (from below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What brand of underwear do you use?&lt;br /&gt;How many clothes you change everyday?&lt;br /&gt;How many times do you bath daily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question is actually very “personal” as it really personal. As in just very personal, when you tell the answers to the person who ask this, you will feel embarrassed or shy about it because it was meant not to be known unless someone is very close with you or whatever. It’s just like your secret which you cannot tell. Once you tell, you will feel very disgraced about it as this can be only known b yourself and not others. Get what the post is trying to say? So therefore, this is what it means by “how personal is personal?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then some people don’t even care as they go around tell other people about those “personal” questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we are not them and we don’t even know why they want to tell us so therefore we just listen it and listen it like how teacher explaining answers…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-6689238588007669591?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6689238588007669591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6689238588007669591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-how-personal-is.html' title='&quot;Magazine&quot; special : how personal is personal?'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-1925137286256584756</id><published>2009-06-12T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T03:52:00.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Magazine" special : Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SiUFP2xuzqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lWGQV_5MdGc/s1600-h/MEET_DAVE_POSTER2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342682302905241250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SiUFP2xuzqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lWGQV_5MdGc/s320/MEET_DAVE_POSTER2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just recently finish watching this movie called "Meet Dave"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a nice and funny movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rating -  4/5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-1925137286256584756?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1925137286256584756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1925137286256584756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-movie.html' title='&quot;Magazine&quot; special : Movie'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SiUFP2xuzqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lWGQV_5MdGc/s72-c/MEET_DAVE_POSTER2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-4838888382772985655</id><published>2009-06-11T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:38:00.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Magazine" special : Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SiUBWfCfi2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/YzLshnd1WrQ/s1600-h/chelsea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342678018745666402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SiUBWfCfi2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/YzLshnd1WrQ/s320/chelsea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is Chelsea Korka from Paradiso Girls&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;she is also Miss West Broward USA 2007&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;also a Contestant from Pussycat Dolls Present: The Search For the Next Doll...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-4838888382772985655?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4838888382772985655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4838888382772985655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-person.html' title='&quot;Magazine&quot; special : Person'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SiUBWfCfi2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/YzLshnd1WrQ/s72-c/chelsea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-6621113869364601437</id><published>2009-06-10T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T03:18:00.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Magazine" special : Songs</title><content type='html'>Here are some song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradiso Girls - Patron Tequila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cobra Starship - Good Girl Gone Bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jordin Sparks -  Battlefield&lt;/div&gt;Keri Hilson - Knock You Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lady GaGa - Paparazzi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Elliot Yamin - Don't Be Afraid&lt;/div&gt;Flo Rida - Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alesha Dixon - Breathe Slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nina Sky - On Some Bullshit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-6621113869364601437?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6621113869364601437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6621113869364601437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-songs.html' title='&quot;Magazine&quot; special : Songs'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-4034123998723070038</id><published>2009-06-09T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T03:01:01.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"magazine" special : Types of Friends</title><content type='html'>Which types of friend are you and also which types of friends you actually have&lt;br /&gt;(the following is a nonsense post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi and Bye: this is very famous type of friend which almost everyone almost have it. This type of friend is mainly just said “hi and bye” when they see each other. Other than that is just some typical “how are you” conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Exam” friend: This type of friend is full of question as they usually will pop out question like “where you going?”, “I very hungry, very cold.”, “ what time you leaving, where you going.” They will most of the time pop out question to ask you regarding about Future which you don’t even expect what to do next. All you have to do is just react “Huh” “again” “don’t know”. Most of the time, they will just keep quiet and act like a children.&lt;br /&gt;(its okay to ask this question some of the time, but if the friend keep on asking and prompt different question like 5W 1H, that’s really under “exam” friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Couple” friend: this type of friend usually cannot go to place alone as they are just “afraid” so always they will ask people to accompany them to places like near by shops, toilet or even like nothing. Its just like treat the person who follow like a shadow so that that type of friend will feel normal and not “afraid”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just Talking” friend: this type of friend usually does talking and has no action at all. It’s some empty promise they usually make. Example like “this Monday we go shopping since we long time never go already.” end up, this friend will say “did I say that?” or maybe on that day itself, canceling the whole outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Remember useful” friend: they will only remember you when they actually need help or anything which you can provide for. Thus, you are their friend when they really need you, other than that you are just transparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“chatterbox”: this type of friend will talk most of the time and usually can be pros and cons. Pros are when the listener is in good mood or nothing to do, they can actually be entertained while the cons is this can irritate you when you are busy or bad mood as the friend talk most of the time...&lt;br /&gt;“motive” friend: this type of friend are the most scariest friend you will never want to meet but some of them has actually met them before. This friend will try to be friend with you and gain your trust so that they can actually make use of you to complete to their mission and after completing their mission, you will be “delete and keep in under recycle bin”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-4034123998723070038?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4034123998723070038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4034123998723070038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-types-of-friends.html' title='&quot;magazine&quot; special : Types of Friends'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-7561520175282948085</id><published>2009-06-08T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:59:00.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"magazine" special : Dancers?</title><content type='html'>There was once people say that the people who you hang out with can actually change your character and stuff. This is actually kind of scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example will be dancers. Typical dancers who usually hang out with those dope dancers will usually think that they are also one of the dope dancer as they usually hang out together but the fact is actually whether they are consider dope is actually not based on the people you hang out but is you have to actually earn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancer who are improving and getting better is a good sign as they are actually progressing. But then never tease or laugh at those dancers who are trying to learn as you are also once in their shoes before. Just think that how you feel when you just started out dancing and those people who teach you yet laughing at you. Never laugh at them but it would be better to try to guide them or teach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You maybe a good dancer in here or certain places but you are not a perfect dancer as there is much better dancer than you in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dancers are also living in their own world as they have their own clique which they think that they are the best. Anything about performance or any show which they perform with its other friend, they will be living in their own world treating their friends like transparent as if they doesn’t exist and remember only them and their clique which they perform. Sometimes this clique are just trying to contradicting themselves with it friends. By saying this that blah blah and end up, this clique will still be back to themselves and make empty promise to its friends.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the conclusion is that some dancers doesn’t even know what they are doing and pretend they actually know a lot which actually contradicting others and make others wondering here and there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-7561520175282948085?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7561520175282948085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7561520175282948085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-dancers.html' title='&quot;magazine&quot; special : Dancers?'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-8591518175926860190</id><published>2009-06-07T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:26:00.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"magazine" special : The blind girl</title><content type='html'>Few days ago, anonymous was eating with its friends at some typical famous fast food restaurant. We are seating in a long table and there are around like 8 people which is somehow like the diagram below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...RR.............43&lt;br /&gt;U==========&lt;br /&gt;....A ..............44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend: ========= - table&lt;br /&gt;0 – friends&lt;br /&gt;A – anonymous&lt;br /&gt;3 – blind girl&lt;br /&gt;U – friend B&lt;br /&gt;R – couple R&lt;br /&gt;4 – the group of friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were ordering our own food and started to eat as all of us are tired and also hungry like there is no tomorrow. Anonymous only try to talk to a friend who seated at “U” as “U” was seating alone so therefore anonymous wanted to entertain her. Talk and talk but then noise is coming out mainly by couple R as they are in kind of their own world. So yup, never mind. Then time pass by, anonymous still talk to “U” but there wasn’t much talking as “U” was tired and stuff. So therefore , anonymous continue to eat its food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, “3” which is known as the blind girl ask anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;Blind girl: “hey, why don’t you seat over here and entertain us?”&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous: (was eating and looking at the blind girl) “hello? Anonymous was still eating.”&lt;br /&gt;Blind girl: (smiling like some commercial product with that group of friend “4”) “No, you’re not eating?”&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous: (was thinking whether are blind girl really blind or what) “its not funny, Anonymous is still eating”&lt;br /&gt;Blind girl: “no, I never say its funny”&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous: (this blind girl is getting too much, people eating still want to entertain you, you queen is it?) “Hey, Whatever okay”&lt;br /&gt;(the group of friends was stunt)&lt;br /&gt;Blind girl: (silent for awhile) (was talking to the group of friends “4”) “Anonymous not angry with me one, cause I know when Anonymous angry, Anonymous will keep quiet one. Right, Anonymous?”&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous: (wow, trying to cover up yourself?) (in fact, I was angry and piss cause she is “BLIND”) “YAYAYA WHATEVER”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the conversation was over.&lt;br /&gt;Though it’s like nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But Anonymous felt that the blind girl was too much as how she reacts when anonymous was eating. “No, you’re not eating?”&lt;br /&gt;This is so rude. So you’re treating anonymous like some entertainment just because you are bored and never think that anonymous was actually eating? Replying in a sarcastic way?&lt;br /&gt;You cannot wait is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorry, anonymous forgot that you are a “blind” girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-8591518175926860190?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8591518175926860190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8591518175926860190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-blind-girl.html' title='&quot;magazine&quot; special : The blind girl'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-1425232198965676665</id><published>2009-06-06T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T06:56:00.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"magazine" special : clothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQMhZSyj2I/AAAAAAAAADs/_dXoedlU1Vo/s1600-h/2008-07-03-fashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337905226205794146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQMhZSyj2I/AAAAAAAAADs/_dXoedlU1Vo/s320/2008-07-03-fashion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This outfit above is actually very formal as the design is tend to look formal, with the lines design of the outfit actually make the person look tall. This outfit is suitable for formal event like maybe wedding dinner or maybe some function event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“advice”?&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on town: people will look at you and waiter will confirm drag you into their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restaurant as they think that you are going for some formal dinner&lt;/span&gt; 8.5/10&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on night market: people will look at you as you actually nicely dress  .8.5/10&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on neighborhood shops: people will still look at you as in some crazy girl who wants to seek for attention. 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQMheOOhPI/AAAAAAAAADk/8X_cxqFFuDQ/s1600-h/hm_outfit_sims_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337905227528832242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQMheOOhPI/AAAAAAAAADk/8X_cxqFFuDQ/s320/hm_outfit_sims_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This outfit is now very typical in those street in town and also those girl who wear in night market. This tend too look some sort of "wanna be" formal type of formal.&lt;br /&gt;“advice”?&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on town: people will not really look at you as this outfit, most of the people also have 7/10&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on night market: people will not really look at you as this outfit, most of the people also have.7.5/10&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on neighborhood shops: people will not really look at you as this outfit is very typical now 7.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQMF2b-siI/AAAAAAAAADc/6hNNhjBqaj0/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337904752992629282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 81px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQMF2b-siI/AAAAAAAAADc/6hNNhjBqaj0/s320/lol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This outfit is more to comfortable as you can see the outfit is just a piece of colourful cloth. This is a dress and the bottom is short. So therefore, it will confirm have attention around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“advice”?&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on town: people will look at you and waiting you for upskirt, 8/10&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on night market: people will crowd around you and waiting for the chnace to molest you since you wear such a short dress.7.5/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wearing this on neighborhood shops: people will look at you as they never seen such people wear so less in a neighbourhood. 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-1425232198965676665?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1425232198965676665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1425232198965676665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-clothing_06.html' title='&quot;magazine&quot; special : clothing'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQMhZSyj2I/AAAAAAAAADs/_dXoedlU1Vo/s72-c/2008-07-03-fashion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2168850433449952480</id><published>2009-06-05T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T06:48:00.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"magazine" special : Clothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQKRNy3xKI/AAAAAAAAADM/-vT2XzMmN94/s1600-h/mei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337902749217965218" style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQKRNy3xKI/AAAAAAAAADM/-vT2XzMmN94/s320/mei.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this outfit is actually nice and also it kind of following the trend now. Totally unique as it’s a flowery-design tube top match with typical jeans.&lt;br /&gt;The tube top is very unique and also the way how she style the jeans with a loosen belt. Beside that, she also actually wear some weird stuff like thick-like wrist band which actually changes the style of the total outfit. This makes the outfit like fresh and “cold” as in the thick-like wrist band make it like its kind of “winter” season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“advice”?&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on town: people will look at you and might also copy your style, 8/10&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on night market: people will look at you as in not only your outfit but also how sweaty you are as night market usually are hot and warm .7.5/10&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on neighborhood shops: people will still look at you as in some crazy girl who wants to seek for attention. 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQKRLQeRCI/AAAAAAAAADE/ODxybyr5oPA/s1600-h/Amy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337902748536816674" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQKRLQeRCI/AAAAAAAAADE/ODxybyr5oPA/s320/Amy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very simple typical outfit which comes with hoodies, typical jeans and also showing some of the underwear. It’s a very simple wear which you can use for jogging as also travel anywhere you want. A totally simple and comfortable wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“advice”?&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on town: some people will tend to look at you while other don’t as they maybe wear better than you. 6.5/10&lt;br /&gt;Wearing this on night market: people will tend to look at you as your hoodie will be totally wet as you are sweaty like hell. 5/10Wearing this on neighborhood shops: people will tend to look at you as you are too busy and have no time adjust what you wear as you are showing your underwear to the neighborhood. 5.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2168850433449952480?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2168850433449952480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2168850433449952480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-clothing.html' title='&quot;magazine&quot; special : Clothing'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQKRNy3xKI/AAAAAAAAADM/-vT2XzMmN94/s72-c/mei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2447355950325679599</id><published>2009-06-04T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:52:00.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"magazine" special : who is actually the girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQLO7_NrzI/AAAAAAAAADU/QYbIvi0mA_M/s1600-h/bff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337903809589784370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQLO7_NrzI/AAAAAAAAADU/QYbIvi0mA_M/s320/bff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who is actually the girl who has appeared here and somewhere there?&lt;br /&gt;Some people actually have seen her some where else while others doesn’t. Some people have been saying that that girl is actually anonymous best friend. But that was just rumors. Maybe its actually anonymous best friend or maybe not, only god knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact was that this mystery girl was or might be only of the person who actually “support all this”. She has actually doesn’t want to release any information about her as she claim it was confidential. But however, due to this special post of this month she is actually the first cover girl for this “magazine” though we are not sure whether there will be another issue or not. This actually not officially confirm as this “magazine” is just a “special edition” out of no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also says that she will be or might be contributing some of the post into www.junk-record.blogspot.com. But then however, it’s not confirmed whether it’s true. Nobody actually cares whether the post is by her or not as all post in www.junk-record.blogspot.com is actually under “anonymous”. So therefore, who is who, nobody knows…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2447355950325679599?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2447355950325679599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2447355950325679599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/magazine-special-who-is-actually-girl.html' title='&quot;magazine&quot; special : who is actually the girl'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShQLO7_NrzI/AAAAAAAAADU/QYbIvi0mA_M/s72-c/bff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2687770407193819298</id><published>2009-06-03T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T06:12:00.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The random cover...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShKwTATtE7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/cTROzLuAopk/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337522348934108082" style="WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShKwTATtE7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/cTROzLuAopk/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is what been post in the previous post...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is what the special post mean..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the "magazine cover" special!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it will feature&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clothing comment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who is actually the girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random interesting stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2687770407193819298?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2687770407193819298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2687770407193819298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-cover.html' title='The random cover...'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShKwTATtE7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/cTROzLuAopk/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-8101280080260944430</id><published>2009-05-28T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:48:00.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the special post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do check out one of the post in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JUNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as it will be junk and random!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;take note of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-8101280080260944430?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8101280080260944430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8101280080260944430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-post.html' title='the special post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-8869485931540957397</id><published>2009-05-26T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:42:00.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the planning</title><content type='html'>WOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month, anonymous has no time to spend on its own thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;most of the time is spend on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;some school stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really have no time for its own like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;some planning for its project&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yup, projects... anonymous did study okay and project is very important)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;leisure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;outing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;buying junk stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;watching movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so many things.... so many things!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anonymous will take a break soon to enjoy those stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;break and rest is important =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-8869485931540957397?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8869485931540957397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8869485931540957397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/planning.html' title='the planning'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-455746000314178971</id><published>2009-05-25T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:32:00.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>the following post have been deleted due to personal reason...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-455746000314178971?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/455746000314178971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/455746000314178971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-post_25.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-6857517551586946103</id><published>2009-05-24T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:26:00.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;never forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those people who are there for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the following message is apply to everyone e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lse&lt;/span&gt;, as people tend to forget easily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-6857517551586946103?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6857517551586946103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6857517551586946103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-post_24.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-4087899313667134362</id><published>2009-05-23T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:18:00.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heather Mason</title><content type='html'>anonymous would like to introduce you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Heather Mason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShJsugwGqbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uFwj737ch0k/s1600-h/heather_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337448054708939186" style="WIDTH: 74px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShJsugwGqbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uFwj737ch0k/s320/heather_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShJsnWsJpNI/AAAAAAAAACs/BzlTuvfe3bI/s1600-h/heather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337447931748918482" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShJsnWsJpNI/AAAAAAAAACs/BzlTuvfe3bI/s320/heather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a character in Silent Hill 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is hot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yup.. hot stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-4087899313667134362?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4087899313667134362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4087899313667134362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/heather-mason.html' title='Heather Mason'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShJsugwGqbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/uFwj737ch0k/s72-c/heather_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-5187277837927721255</id><published>2009-05-22T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:48:00.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updating condition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShFouoL8yHI/AAAAAAAAACk/Zjn756e7AM0/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently, anonymous is not getting well though the knees is getting better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sprain neck that anonymous is getting worse and anonymous is feel very like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShFoHSeESNI/AAAAAAAAACc/gjnwAUvVRak/s1600-h/broken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337161507837069522" style="WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShFoHSeESNI/AAAAAAAAACc/gjnwAUvVRak/s320/broken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its like a character in "Fatal Frame" series&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-5187277837927721255?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/5187277837927721255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/5187277837927721255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/updating-condition_22.html' title='updating condition'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/ShFoHSeESNI/AAAAAAAAACc/gjnwAUvVRak/s72-c/broken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2773117559833688383</id><published>2009-05-21T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:14:00.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updating condition</title><content type='html'>anonymous is currently suffering a injured knee again and also a sprained neck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous really need to take a short break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;beside that, there is quite a number of work need to do for its project..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so ya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;therefore, anonymous need rest and also break...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2773117559833688383?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2773117559833688383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2773117559833688383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/updating-condition_21.html' title='updating condition'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-23798224148039522</id><published>2009-05-20T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:04:00.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the evil classmate</title><content type='html'>this story happened to anonymous friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's actually based on a true story but wasn't based on a true time, location and stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;this is because it's getting too personal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;anonymous friend was presenting in class for the school would that anonymous friend have.&lt;br /&gt;so therefore, anonymous friend decide to crack a joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yup, it's a simple joke , as simple as ABC and as simple as 123.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;cannot believe that the whole class was laughing at that joke that anonymous friend made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;after that, the laughter went silent cause like ya, A simple joke cannot tend to laugh so long cause if its long, the person or he/she is crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but never mind. continue the story cause its priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then after that,there was a evil classmate decide to call anonymous friend NICKNAMES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH MY GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anonymous friend went silent for awhile like just angry for 2 minutes. really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that, anonymous friend feel that that classmate was just childish as maybe he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; good looking than anonymous friend but too bad, his character and attitude is bad.. very bad like 3 for $1 like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yup yup, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yaya&lt;/span&gt;.. whatever, that was happened to anonymous friend and its not anonymous .. so ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who cares..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but its okay, rather pity to this people why they like to make other people lives suffering where they are leading a happy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Innocent life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;are they really so evil, or what&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we don't know.. cause its them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what matters was hopefully those vicitim can live strong and still lead a wonderful life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-23798224148039522?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/23798224148039522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/23798224148039522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/evil-classmate.html' title='the evil classmate'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2792308913817719138</id><published>2009-05-19T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T05:01:00.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>sometimes, it's really unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people tend to have good points&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;while you doesn't have any of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;people refer other people &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rather than people refer you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;even though you are nice and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but then people remember you when they have problem or maybe you have money and giving them treats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why are some people like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh my god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anonymous would like to introduce you guys a song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;cobra starship - Good Girls go Bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2792308913817719138?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2792308913817719138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2792308913817719138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-post_19.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-797182583188715238</id><published>2009-05-18T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T03:54:00.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recycle bin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;anonymous would like to share with you guys some stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes, people treat friends like programs, in this case, anonymous mean software programs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;some people use the programs when they in need, just like some people on how they treat their friends like use them and stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that, after using those programs finish, people will leave the program aside and lose interest in it. Just like how people treat their friends, after knowing them well and use them well, they get bored and find new friends who can use for other help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;the worse thing, when the program get bored or whatever, people will delete the program and leave in recycle bin and use it when in need. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;just like people treat their friends, after using them "delete them and left in recycle bin"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;when they need it, then they will right-click and restore it to use them and make them as "close friend" so that they can use them more often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thus, those "programs" are sad because they are being use...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-797182583188715238?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/797182583188715238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/797182583188715238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/recycle-bin.html' title='recycle bin'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-3439776568599589787</id><published>2009-05-17T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T06:15:00.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plaster..</title><content type='html'>life sometimes is full of ups and downs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left and right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every direction, just like the map of a train station...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decision... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sometimes, when you make a decision, people will think the other way of you... and its sucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;are friends there for you most of the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;only certain types of friends, anonymous guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sometimes, some friends in life just "there" for you just because they are bored and have nothing to do cause they want you to accompany them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;while others only rememeber you guys when they have shit happens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;its like you are some useful products...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like plaster, use them when you need it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;when those friends have good stuff, do they remember you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nah, don't think so.. cause they take you as plaster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when they are okay, who need plaster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when you are injured, plaster come in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;afterall, who is will be the one there for you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its none other than your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;teddy bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rag doll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;barbie doll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;etc...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-3439776568599589787?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3439776568599589787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3439776568599589787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/plaster.html' title='plaster..'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-1864266625826503854</id><published>2009-05-16T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T06:03:00.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>introduce someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgQv2csCFaI/AAAAAAAAACM/29jEd0wpO1Q/s1600-h/bff.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333440471173830050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgQv2csCFaI/AAAAAAAAACM/29jEd0wpO1Q/s320/bff.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous would like to introuce&lt;br /&gt;you guys&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;new&lt;br /&gt;friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-1864266625826503854?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1864266625826503854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1864266625826503854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/introduce-someone.html' title='introduce someone'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgQv2csCFaI/AAAAAAAAACM/29jEd0wpO1Q/s72-c/bff.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-3986362559442626759</id><published>2009-05-15T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:53:00.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/Sgf8ECNhYII/AAAAAAAAACU/QRbNJcBujDY/s1600-h/olo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334509429886902402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/Sgf8ECNhYII/AAAAAAAAACU/QRbNJcBujDY/s320/olo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anonymous want to ask you guys what does this picture means?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;picture can actually mean alot of things right ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;in this case, the picture means elevator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with the word "elevator", this can mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;girls go to heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boys go to hell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause of the arrow which the picture shows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then just enjoy the picture..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-3986362559442626759?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3986362559442626759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3986362559442626759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-post_15.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/Sgf8ECNhYII/AAAAAAAAACU/QRbNJcBujDY/s72-c/olo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-3460706382706835427</id><published>2009-05-14T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T03:46:00.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgQOdQyLW2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/clh234aFq-0/s1600-h/april.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333403754597931874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgQOdQyLW2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/clh234aFq-0/s320/april.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is "April Wilkner"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;once of the constestant in america's next top model cycle 2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-3460706382706835427?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3460706382706835427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/3460706382706835427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-post_14.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgQOdQyLW2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/clh234aFq-0/s72-c/april.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-6898851661630391922</id><published>2009-05-14T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T03:34:00.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random picture - as the story continues...</title><content type='html'>in the previous post, anonymous have post the picture of the person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the previous previous post on somewhere, anonymous also have post the picture about the person but just that it look different from now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then anonymous is refering to the same person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous shall continues the story then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that day, anonymous went home quite late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess what, anonymous took the same lift with the same person which shown at the previous post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anonymous was very afraid cause of how the person look at anonymous last time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;last time - he look drunk and shaky when he stare ppl. very scary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but then that day, the person was smiling to anonymous . anonymous look at his face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;guess what, he doesn't look drunk, he is not "shaky" but then he still have sleep eyes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;his girlfriend wasn't around also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ya.. so just anonymous and the person..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he was like smiling and seems like a happy mood...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but this time anonymous was worried also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;because he look strange... like suddenly happy with his sleepy eyes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then when the lift door open, anonymous just run out and run down the stairs and when home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leaving the person with full of question marks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hopefully, the person will not get drunk again next time when anonymous saw him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;overall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 times - the person drunk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 time - the person kind of normal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so therefore, yup...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;get what anonymous is trying to say??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nvm... hopefully there will be another story of that again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just hopfully...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;really.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just rememeber the face.. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-6898851661630391922?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6898851661630391922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6898851661630391922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-picture-as-story-continues.html' title='random picture - as the story continues...'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-6208627546590876440</id><published>2009-05-13T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T03:18:00.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgQHiiibRWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DRC1DlhjWZA/s1600-h/wanted.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333396148681655650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgQHiiibRWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DRC1DlhjWZA/s320/wanted.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in the past, somewhere and somehow, anonymous have post about this person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that, now this person look different from the one where anonymous have post somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but though the picture is different, the same thing about the picture is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOTH HAVE SLEEPY EYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anonymous is refering to the same person where anonymous have post it last time somewhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-6208627546590876440?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6208627546590876440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6208627546590876440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-picture.html' title='random picture'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgQHiiibRWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DRC1DlhjWZA/s72-c/wanted.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-1824595300986627311</id><published>2009-05-12T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:10:00.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgKztf2_tAI/AAAAAAAAABs/LW8ZZo8bHBw/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333022502987740162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgKztf2_tAI/AAAAAAAAABs/LW8ZZo8bHBw/s320/sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess that everyone have seen this sign before right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so what does this picture means?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without words or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;description.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;things will get complicated seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;this picture can actually means that ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;"do not pick up litter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay, by the way... anonymous is not free on 23rd may...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-1824595300986627311?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1824595300986627311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1824595300986627311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-post_12.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SgKztf2_tAI/AAAAAAAAABs/LW8ZZo8bHBw/s72-c/sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-7255190894071735470</id><published>2009-05-11T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T03:16:00.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the spending list</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;this week, anonymous spend $39.90 to buy a shirt-like hoodie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;therefore, anonymous have to save $$$ seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-7255190894071735470?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7255190894071735470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7255190894071735470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/spending-list.html' title='the spending list'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-6578748109182861911</id><published>2009-05-10T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:48:00.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>subway.</title><content type='html'>there is a newly open "subway" near anonymous place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so therefore, anonymous feel like buying it since there is no dinner that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and that was anonymous first time buying stuff in "subway"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so therefore, the story starts here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as what anonymous know, subway have 3 section,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first is the order of your sandwich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;second will be what stuff you want to buy inside the sandwich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thirdly, its the cookie or chips or whatever and the payment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so starting anonymous follow the quene and the quene was long.... very long.. very very long...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its anonymous turn, anonymous order 5 sandwich ... and the subway person was like -&gt; o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then after that, its was the second section and anonymous is very happy as this was like back to childhood, where there are COLORFUL vegetable, yup i mean colorful stuff to choose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay.. after that is the third section which is the cashier stuff, the cashier ask alot of things. its like she is going to rap some hip hop song like that, like yo yo yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;understand what anonymous trying to say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nvm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then anonymous reply... ya ya ya ya ya back to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then anonymous saw the price display the amount which is kinda too much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then anonymous say .... no no.. ermmm ya.. blah blah blah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then anonymous take the food and went off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;story ends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-6578748109182861911?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6578748109182861911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/6578748109182861911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/subway.html' title='subway.'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2576308391405431197</id><published>2009-05-09T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T03:00:01.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dance performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;its quite disappointing that this coming dance event, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anonymous will be only feature in only certain dance segment only for this dance event..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be sad, but looking at the brighter side....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous atleast get a chance to dance in this dance event..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2576308391405431197?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2576308391405431197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2576308391405431197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/dance-performance.html' title='dance performance'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-7265736595084763123</id><published>2009-05-08T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T02:58:00.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updating condition</title><content type='html'>in the previous post, the injured leg that anonymous has been suffer, it's already recovering..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-7265736595084763123?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7265736595084763123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/7265736595084763123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/updating-condition_08.html' title='updating condition'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-1797458130115991019</id><published>2009-05-07T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:36:00.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haters?</title><content type='html'>Haters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes anonymous feel that haters is unnecessary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then sometimes there is a reason why haters are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;for the good reason, maybe you can take their words of what the haters say and improve yourself and prove them wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the bad reason, haters are just trying to bring you down and make you feel bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;therefore, this is what anonymous thinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-1797458130115991019?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1797458130115991019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/1797458130115991019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/haters.html' title='haters?'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-8165147225859574755</id><published>2009-05-05T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:50:00.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating condition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SflmYKQMM_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_TDHzJ8u5yE/s1600-h/injured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330404199224849394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SflmYKQMM_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_TDHzJ8u5yE/s320/injured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few days ago, anonymous currently suffer an injured leg while learning a dance routine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-8165147225859574755?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8165147225859574755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/8165147225859574755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/updating-condition_05.html' title='Updating condition'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SflmYKQMM_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_TDHzJ8u5yE/s72-c/injured.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-398907930369401628</id><published>2009-05-03T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T02:32:00.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updating condition</title><content type='html'>currently, project with its friends is going smoothly but there will be a prediction that there will be alot of work going to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, anonymous is in some dance which will be fall at the end of the May..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month is very busy for anonymous as there is alot of things going on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-398907930369401628?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/398907930369401628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/398907930369401628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/updating-condition.html' title='updating condition'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-4970040657003363560</id><published>2009-05-02T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:22:00.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>anonymous will start its very random post right here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manage to did a performance kinda "successful" in the school that time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-4970040657003363560?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4970040657003363560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/4970040657003363560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-post.html' title='random post'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2770057853214236673</id><published>2009-05-01T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:20:00.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SfgN7BFToxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ym0iAeW2cg8/s1600-h/micki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330025466547118866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SfgN7BFToxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ym0iAeW2cg8/s320/micki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2770057853214236673?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2770057853214236673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2770057853214236673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/05/start.html' title='The Start'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SfgN7BFToxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ym0iAeW2cg8/s72-c/micki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2978754321383873664</id><published>2009-04-04T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:10:34.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friend with motive</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;friend with motive is scary...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really scary... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anonymous had met one...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2978754321383873664?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2978754321383873664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2978754321383873664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/04/friend-with-motive.html' title='friend with motive'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-2329166137698372218</id><published>2009-03-01T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:21:15.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Junk-record</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Things to take note about junk-record&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;junk-record contains fiction and untrue information&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;junk-record contains useless and boring information &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do not believe everything that is in this blog (&lt;a href="http://www.junk-record.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.junk-record.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks...&lt;br /&gt;♦junk-record♦™&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-2329166137698372218?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2329166137698372218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/2329166137698372218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/03/about-junkster-spot.html' title='About Junk-record'/><author><name>Trail-space</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127328689450070573.post-663609082163545988</id><published>2009-01-01T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:44:39.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SflhuC20egI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HYqaPygrorI/s1600-h/sdasdas.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330399077638371842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SflhuC20egI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HYqaPygrorI/s320/sdasdas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anonymous would like to welcome you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ao0_CUUFbHw/SUClOY0wD7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/bfpUE5Yv6dg/s1600-h/stickman1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;junk-record&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/127328689450070573-663609082163545988?l=junk-record.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/663609082163545988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/127328689450070573/posts/default/663609082163545988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junk-record.blogspot.com/2009/01/start.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Trail-space</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Er8V5vKfcq0/SflhuC20egI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HYqaPygrorI/s72-c/sdasdas.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
